Free Sex Stories: Kinky

Spanking, age-play, D/S, edging, choking, slapping, and con-noncon. This is where it is.

For The Birthday Girl

She was only partially at her own birthday party. Okay, to be fair, she was tied up in the bedroom for most of the night while the party raged on in the living room and kitchen. We drank and talked and played games, and when one or two of us vanished for a moment it was with playful grins and thumbs up for whatever horrible things we had planned.

We had considered a simple gangbang. It is traditional around these parts, but it didn’t have quite the right feel to it. And besides, it had the potential to be over far too quickly. Instead, R thought it might be nice to be tied to the bed (just her hands, to keep things accessible) with a blindfold on. It was, after all, a party of friends, and trust hung thick in the air from the time we popped the first bottle of champagne. And since she had been publicly writing about what turned her on for four years, it was less about guessing and more about giving.

It began nicely. L went into the room nearly as soon as she arrived (hell, before she even had a drink) and crawled between R’s legs with an open mouth and two dexterous fingers. It wasn’t a long ordeal, but an orgasm right out of the gate was a lovely surprise, and later R told me it was the best head she had in months.

M isn’t especially into girls, but he does love having his cock sucked, and since he wanted to wish her a happy birthday, he took his turn with great determination. He walked into the bedroom, put his drink down, called her a filthy-cum-guzzling-whore, and proceeded to fuck her throat for thee and a half minutes while she gagged and swore at him. He was shocked at how quickly she made him come, and even though he was known to be quite the champion cocksucker himself, he was thoroughly impressed with how well she swallowed every single drop.

K just wanted to fuck, but since it was a birthday, he played along. He stood at the foot of the bed watching her as he jerked off over her body, telling her horrible things. Your daddy is going to be so fucking mad when he finds out what you’ve done. And when he hears that his best friend fucked your tight little cunt on your birthday, I doubt he’ll ever talk to me again. But this pussy is worth it.

And with that, he slid a condom on, pushed inside her, and proceeded to choke her until she was close to passing out. She nearly came from the pounding, and later she mentioned that it had felt just real enough to make her tremble with fear.

It was S who climbed above her with her skirt raised to her waist as she told R to eat her pussy just like a good little sister. She pulled R’s mouth up to her smooth cunt, and she rode her face until she was coming torrents over the poor girl’s open mouth as she begged for her own release. When they were done, S kissed her swollen lips and made her promise not to tell anyone or they’d be in so much trouble.

V and T took turns fucking her pussy and her mouth until she couldn’t tell them apart, and then they kissed and sucked each other off in front of her face so all she could do was listen. M fingered her and told her she was just a hole to be used whenever it pleased anyone, and just when R thought she was done, she let her boyfriend fuck her cunt until he finally pulled out and came all over her stomach. J slapped her thighs and the other V beat her ass with a belt before shoving something inside it.

It was close to midnight when the birthday girl finally emerged to great applause. I lifted her up and kissed her mouth as I carried her to the center of the room and we toasted her future as she thanked each and every one of us for our gifts. Her always smile was blinding, and naked amongst us it was hard to imagine a happier girl or a better birthday.

At least until the next one.

Be Ready to Come

The note was clear. I was to be naked, in bed, and hard when she got home.

The problem was I wasn’t sure when that would be. I got home early, picked up our room, lit some candles, and undressed, but I had somewhere between ten minutes and three hours to prepare myself. The naked part was easy, but keeping myself in a constant state of arousal was going to be more difficult.

I got hard quickly enough, and then I had to slow everything down. I played out long fantasies in my head, I squeezed my cock tightly, and I stayed on my back for an hour. Every sound made me jump and clench, and her occasional text message reminding me to be ready didn’t help. I came so close to coming on numerous occasions, but I was terrified that if I did I wouldn’t have enough time to recover.

It was nearly two hours later that she walked in the door. My eyes were closed, my right hand was wrapped around the base of my cock, and the head was swollen red and purple. I was so close to coming I wanted to cry.

She stood next to me in silence before lifting up her dress. She straddled me in the candlelight, hovering just above me as her fingers moved between her thighs. Two fingers went inside her and two more circled her clit, but even when I lifted myself from the bed she held me still.

“Are you ready to come?” she asked after long minutes, her own breath now grown short.

“Yes,” I moaned as she pushed down around me. She reached down with both hands and covered my mouth and nose as my body began to shake. Her thighs were tight around me, and I couldn’t so much as move, even as I came within her. I struggled to breathe as my balls tightened, and she screamed out as she clenched her cunt around my pulsing cock.

When she finally let go I gasped for breath and pulled her lips to mine. I was still coming, but it was my whole body that exploded. I shook and bit my lip, and I continued to thrust up inside her as her own screams and release drenched my thighs.

“We have to do that again,” she said when our bodies finally gave us room to talk.

“Kill me,” I whispered.

Loving Her More

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“Is she prettier than I am?” she asked, her lip trembling at the question.

This was a new game for us, but I knew the answer the second she asked it. I had asked her the same thing, albeit with different words, for a long time. I knew how she felt asking, and I could feel that perfect combination of fear and excitement about to explode.

“Of course she is,” I whispered, my fingers between her legs and my mouth against her cheek. “But it’s not just that. She’s pretty of course, but she’s also so much sweeter than you. She’s tender and kind, and she doesn’t fuck anyone who asks. Unlike some filthy girls I know.”

“I’m sorry,” she moaned, clenching around my fingers before letting me roll her to her stomach. “Do you like fucking her more than me?”

That last question slipped out through gritted teeth as if she could prepare for the answer. Even as I pressed against her, teasing her with the possibility that I might refrain, I knew she was bracing for my words as much as anything else.

“She’s so much tighter,” I said, pushing inside her in an instant. “She feels amazing when I fuck her, not like this filthy cunt. She cries and kisses me, but it doesn’t matter. I know that she belongs all to me, not like you. I know that she’s my good girl until the slut I’m fucking now.”

“Please,” was all she could say, her sobs real as I pushed deeper inside her until she cried out. I wrapped one arm around her throat as I fucked her harder, and for a moment there were no more words left. She clenched around me even as her tears flowed, and I didn’t stop. I squeezed tighter, I thrust harder, and then I said the words that would end it all.

“She’s prettier and she’s tighter, but there’s more,” I said, feeling her push closer to the edge with each moment.

“What else,” she begged, her fingers between her legs as well, rubbing her clit with a ferocity I hadn’t seen in days. “Please tell me. Please say it.”

“It’s not just that she’s prettier and more innocent. It’s not just that she’s all mine and I love fucking her more than any girl I’ve ever met. It’s not just that she’s sweeter than you.”

“Please,” she cried once more as I found myself also on the edge. There was no point in holding back anything at all.

“I also love her so much more,” I said, and we were done. I came quickly and fiercely as her fingers worked harder and faster, her own orgasm tearing through her body in wave after wave of relief. I pressed down against her, the weight of my body pinning her to the bed even as I released my grip around her neck. She shook and cried as we came, and I wrapped my arms around her without hardly moving at all.

And then I was kissing her hair and holding her with all the affection in the world. She turned and kissed me too, whispering words of thank you as I stopped myself from apologizing. I held her as I choked on the words that I was tempted to say, forcing myself to remember it was just a game.

“I love you more than I can ever say. You know that, right?” I kissed her nose and then held her to my chest. She was warm and still trembling, but she didn’t move for a long time.

“I know,” she said when she finally looked up. “After that, how could I not believe you?”

Obey

He was the first person I saw when I walked into the party. It had been over five years since I’d seen him last, but when he touched my hand one word ran through my head: obey.

I instinctively thrust my left hand behind my back as I leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. We talked for almost an hour and I almost didn’t notice the first time he commanded me.  It was mundane and simple, but when he told me to show him my bracelet I didn’t hesitate.  Ten minutes later he leaned in and whispered to me.

“Make me another drink.”

His words ran straight from my ears to my clit and I got up immediately.  I was completely focused as I walked to the kitchen and for four minutes nothing seemed more important than making the perfect gin and tonic.

There were a few other simple commands until he knew I was not only willing but unable to say no. When he told me to walk to the back bedroom and kneel by the bed I simply nodded and did as I was told.

It seemed like hours until I heard the door close and lock behind me.  He circled me twice and I was terrified that he wouldn’t like the look of me.  Had I gotten too old?  Were my clothes unappealing?  When he finally stood in front of me it took a force of will to not reach up and open his jeans before he asked.  When he finally gave the command my fingers were shaking.

I placed my hands back in my lap (like a good girl, I thought) and looked up into his eyes.  I opened my mouth and leaned in, taking him slowly between my lips and running my tongue over his perfect cock.  My wedding ring felt heavy on my finger and as I took him deep into my mouth and throat I gently pulled off the ring and slid it into my pocket.

For two minutes I didn’t think he’d noticed. After twenty minutes of using my mouth, I was positive he had. The command came quickly and without warning.

“Stand, turn, and put your hands on the frame of the bed.”

I did as I was told and moments later felt the cool air of the room against my bare skin as he slid my clothes down to the floor.  I could feel his cock pressed against me and I closed my eyes as I waited for him.

“How long have you been married?”

I clenched my teeth and my eyes as I let out a whimper.  He was pressing into me, first with his fingers, and then the head of his cock and I tried to speak.

“Three years,” I finally said.

It felt like an eternity waiting for him, but when he finally slid inside me I came.  Just like that.  I screamed and moaned and thrust my hips back against him and he fucked me harder than I thought possible.   When he was ready to cum he had me turn and kneel in front of him.  He pulled my shirt down and had me beg for him.  I looked ridiculous kneeling there on the floor, and I begged and begged until he covered my breasts and chin.

I stayed there on the floor as he buttoned his pants and washed his face in the bathroom.  I didn’t move a muscle as he sat on the bed and tied his shoes and I simply closed my eyes when he leaned over and kissed me long and hard.  He dressed me himself, taking care with everything. He was tender and gentle and I was pained and relieved that it was all over.

As we walked back to the party he took me by the hand and kissed it gently. Just before we got swallowed by the crowd he whispered to me again.

“In exactly one hour, I expect you to be back in the bedroom wearing nothing but your heels.  Leave the door unlocked.”

In Full Disclosure

Sexy woman lying on her back on a bed.

“We finally stopped using condoms,” she said like she was telling me what time it was.

“Do you like it?” I asked, leaning back on the couch. We had been dating for a few months, but the guy she was dating for nearly a year now tended to get the bigger perks. I mean, it’s not a competition or anything, but there you have it. Perks.

“Yeah, it’s easier most of the time. Messier though. You know what I mean. You’ve done it before.”

“Sure, but not with you.” I wasn’t trying to be grouchy about it, and I definitely wasn’t trying to convince her to do the same with me, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t a bit jealous.

“I just thought you’d want to know, alright? It’s good disclosure and shit. I’m trying to do this poly thing right for a change, and this is something I’m supposed to share.”

“Are you serious?” I asked. It wasn’t that I didn’t believe her, but she didn’t say it like it was a big secret. There was something else that I was too dense to pick up on.

“Mostly,” she said, having the decency to blush for the first time. “I just thought…”

“What?” I asked, so not getting angry. Definitely not. I wasn’t that jealous and I definitely wasn’t turned on.

“Nevermind,” she said, turning away. She picked up her beer and I instantly knew that I had fucked up. L didn’t tell me shit so we could process it. She didn’t disclose information so we could sit and ponder our boundaries or philosophize about our relationship models. Fuck, why do I keep forgetting who I’m talking to?

“Tell me,” I said, this time more quietly. This time with a hand on the side of her face, and this time in a voice she recognized instantly. She sat up straighter, she put her drink down, and she turned to me slowly.

“It’s new,” she whispered. “And we like it.”

“Keep going,” I said, pulling her closer to me on the couch.

“We like it a lot. So we’ve been fucking more.”

“How much more?” I asked, tightening my grip in her hair as I lifted her dress up with my other hand.

“A few times a day,” she said, nearly whispering as she leaned back and opened her legs wider. “Twice last night, and then again this morning.”

“And?” I asked, parting her thighs as I slipped my fingers under the elastic. She breathed deeply as I toyed with her, sliding my hand along her soft skin without fully touching her. L put her hand on mine, pushing it lower as she moaned against my ear, her body growing limp. I teased her gently, parting her lips before pressing one finger inside her.

“And just before,” she said.

“Before what?” I asked, kissing her neck, and then her shoulder. I shoved her to her back as I moved down her body, her dress around her chest. I kissed her stomach just as I felt her hand in my hair. My fingers entered her one more time, pushing the cotton to one side as I stared at her.

“Just before I came over,” she sighed, pushing me to her with all of her strength. “Just now, just a half hour ago. He fucked me just now. Please…”

Her words changed to something else as I opened my mouth on her and goddamnit why did she have to know me so well? I pushed my tongue into her messy cunt as she held me there, biting her hand and moaning into her arm as she squirmed with each touch.

“He came right there,” she said, pulling me even harder against her and there was nothing I could do. I kissed her thighs and ran my tongue up and down her swollen lips. I pushed fingers inside her and then my tongue once more, tasting both of them at the same time. As much as I focused on her, I still pictured him above her, fucking her just moments earlier, and I was so fucking hard I couldn’t stand it.

“That feels so good, don’t fucking stop. I knew you’d like it. I knew you would.”

“I hate it,” I said, looking up before licking her slowly from top to bottom. I devoured her, ate her, tasted her, and fucking worshiped her like that cunt was divine. Every single bit of her was mine to exalt and to destroy. I swallowed her as she clenched around my fingers, and her moans grew louder than my prayers. She screamed, she shook, and she laughed until my lips and chin were soaked with adoration.

And then I moved up her body before kissing her, letting her taste their come as well. She still trembled as she opened her legs to me and I growled in frustration.

“I fucking hate it,” I said again.

“Then fuck me like you hate it,” she said, handing me that damn foil package. I could hardly hold back as I rolled the fucking latex down over my cock, but then I was inside her, fucking her wet pussy like I thought I could keep her. I bit her lips, bruised her wrists, and didn’t stop until I had finished as well, the condom swelling with my release.

“You’re going to kill me,” I sighed as I collapsed against her.

“You love it,” she said, kissing me gently. “Besides, it’s only fair. If he’s fucking me so much more, then you should too. We have to be equal with these things.”

“You mean with some things,” I groaned.

“Well, of course only some things. It had to be one of you, and I chose him.”

“Why?” I asked, nestling into her soft hair.

“Because of that,” she said. “Because you just fucked me harder than you have in weeks. Because it will drive you crazy, and he would have accepted it like a good person and we would never have spoken of it again. Because I wanted your mouth and your jealousy. You know. I wanted everything.”

“You’re the worst.”

“I know,” she said, kissing me head. “It’s why you love me.”

A Dirty or Slutty Thing

“It’s not that I even like come all that much, it’s just a dirty thing. Or a slutty thing. You know what I mean.”

We all listened carefully, although to be fair I doubt any of us really needed an explanation. It was a simple enough invitation and we had already agreed. But if she wanted to confess first, that was fine with me. Hell, I love hearing a confession, especially from a girl who invited four guys over so she could take a few pictures to send to her far off boyfriend. I didn’t even know if he existed, but that didn’t matter either. Because I, on the other hand, do like come.

“Well, I’m ready when you are,” one of the guys said, clearly eager to get started. Fucker probably had a dinner reservation with his wife or something. But we all nodded and agreed, and she didn’t make us wait. She stripped down unceremoniously until she was as naked as a Canadian Sphynx. Then she lay down on the bed and instantly started to touch herself.

“Well shit,” one of the other guys said as we moved in closer. There didn’t seem to be much point in waiting, and I was already pretty hard just from listening to her tell us what she wanted. I knelt next to her and she looked up to watch me pull my cock out and start to jerk off. The other three guys followed suit pretty quickly, and soon enough all five of us were touching ourselves.

It was difficult to know where to look, but once she started talking it didn’t matter. She was clear that we weren’t allowed to touch, but that didn’t mean she was going to keep quiet. I moved from one guy to the next before my eyes settled on her fingers nestled deep in her cunt.

“Tell me you want to fuck me, all of you,” she moaned. “Tell me all the horrible things you’ll do to me.”

We didn’t need much encouragement.

“We’re gonna take turns fucking that pretty mouth of yours,” one of them offered as an introduction.

“I’m gonna fuck your cunt with a hand on your throat as the others hold you down,” someone else contributed.

“I want to fuck your ass while you choke on his cock,” the third guy said. She kept on touching herself and moaning as we leaned over her naked body watching her fingers and our hands.

“Do it,” she moaned. “Use me, all of you. Fuck me and come on me and in me and leave me a fucking mess.”

“You’re just a little cunt for us to use however we like, isn’t that right? We’re going to take turns choking you and fucking you until you can’t even tell us apart, and then we’re going to do it again.”

“Oh fuck yes,” she moaned, her fingers moving faster as one of the guys started to moan too. A second later he leaned in closer, his fist a blur as he let go all over her tits and neck. She arched her back, licked her lips, and pushed three fingers into her soaking wet cunt just as the second guy came on her stomach.

“I’m so fucking close,” she pleaded. “Don’t stop.”

“We’re going to tie you up when we’re done and leave you here so he finds you,” I said, my own fist working towards a clear goal. “You’ll be covered in come and still soaking wet and begging for more like the filthy slut you are. There’s no going back.”

“Oh fuck!” Guy number three said, coating her already wet skin just as I followed him. She started to scream and it felt like all of us were coming forever. The room smelled like the ocean in August, and she was a filthy mess of a naked girl and I swear to god I have never seen anything prettier in my life. She clenched around her fingers, licked some come off her chin, and kept on shaking even as the other three guys started slowly shuffling back from the bed as they zipped up.

For a while, she closed her eyes and just lay there, exhausted and exhilarated at the same time. The other guys quickly gathered their things and headed to the door. I took my time, wanting to make sure she was okay and to offer her a towel or something. And then I remembered the damn photos.

“Hey, do you want me to take some pictures?” I asked when it was just us two. She pointed to the dresser at the foot of the bed and I smiled. Her phone was leaning against a book staring right at us. The video was still running as I approached it.

“Can you do one more thing for me?” She asked.

“Anything you like,” I said, reaching up to turn it off.

“Once you stop the camera, can you come over here and fuck me for real? That was hot, but I want you inside me until you come again. Please?”

“Of course I will. Let me just turn this off and then you’re filthy little cunt is all mine.”

I hit the red button, stopped the video, and then walked it over to her bedside table. I put it down just as she reached a hand up to me. I smiled at the beautiful messy girl next to me and kissed her proffered fingers, getting a taste of her for the first time in my life.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

“Anytime,” I said, blowing her a kiss as I headed for the door.

A Not-So-Secret Fetish: Erotica from QNY

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My first girlfriend in college told everyone the secret that I had only told her.

Drunk and in bed one night, I confessed to her that the thought of going down on her after she had been fucked by someone else turned me on. At the time she played along, she even seemed to enjoy the fantasy, but three days later it was suddenly clear that the cat was out of the bag.

Our guy friends called me all sorts of names that don’t bear repeating and our girlfriends simply shook their heads and occasionally muttered the word gross under their breath. I put up with the teasing, climbing into my shell a bit deeper, and promised never to share anything that personal again. It was just a silly fantasy, but that didn’t seem to matter because suddenly I was the weird one with a fetish.

But after a little while, I began to notice that the shaking heads started to come with a raised eyebrow of curiosity, and less than a week after the story spread things began to change. Tina was the first, and I’ll never forget the morning she knocked on my door just ten minutes after my girlfriend left for class. She fidgeted as she stood next to my bed, and she mumbled something about her own boyfriend.

“Sorry, what did you say?” I asked, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I was lying in bed covered by just a light blanket, underneath which I was naked as a winter morning.

“My boyfriend just went to class too,” she said one more time. “But we had some pretty hot sex first. I mean, it was short but still pretty okay.”

“That, um, sounds good?” I said, trying to get at her meaning.

“He never lasts long when we don’t use a condom,” she said, still dancing back and forth between her feet.

“Oh, right, yes,” I said, nodding slowly. “I guess that makes sense. That definitely happens.”

“So, like, was your girlfriend serious about you? I mean, was she lying? Like, do you really…”

“Oh, you mean about the thing?” I asked, wondering if we were really having that conversation.

“Yeah,” she said, standing closer to the bed as her hands moved down to the buttons on her jeans. “I mean, cause he just left, and so it’s all sort of weird but, I’m just saying that if you want to, it might be nice. He was too quick for me to, you know, for me to… for me to come as well.”

“Oh yeah, I see what you mean,” I said nodding faster. “Yeah, sure, I would totally be up for that.”

And then before our painfully awkward conversation could grow more painful and more awkward, Tina fumbled with her jeans as she pulled them off, and then took off her panties as well before standing in front of me in just a blue sweatshirt and green socks. I reached out and tentatively touched the back of her leg as she climbed up onto the bed, straddling me awkwardly.

“So, maybe I can just move up a bit… Sort of like that… I think this is right? Hold on, let me just move my foot…”

And then she was above me, her thighs around my ears and I stopped talking and thinking as I opened my mouth on her. She made a muffled moan as my tongue entered her, but then she was pushing down harder as she grabbed my hair while I ate her recently fucked pussy right there on my dorm room bed.

“Oh fuck, that’s hot,” she said, as I grabbed her ass and pulled her to me, tasting her and her boyfriend as I practically drowned beneath her. I hadn’t lied, though, and it wasn’t just a flight of fancy, so I ate her as best I could with all the enthusiasm of someone getting exactly what they wanted for the first time in their life.

She stayed there, perched on my face for close to twenty minutes, and she came four times. When she finally climbed off of me it was with a friendly nod, a smile, and a thank you as she hurriedly pulled her clothes back on. We hadn’t kissed, hell I hadn’t even seen her with her shirt off, but maybe it didn’t matter. Tina waved goodbye as she picked up her backpack, and I was left alone in my bed with a giant erection poking through the thin blanket.

Two days later, Maggie grabbed me as I was walking by her room, and she was more direct.

“Tina told me what happened. Marco just left, so if you want to do me too I’m all ready. It was a lot, though. Just to warn you.”

I had her on her back a second later, and while it didn’t last quite as long as with Tina it was louder, more frantic, and definitely a whole lot messier. She held my head in place as she clenched her thighs around me and she kept whispering at me aggressively.

“Eat my filthy fucked pussy,” she said over and over again until it began to sound almost like a mantra.

Susan, Mariko, and Rebecca all followed quickly behind, and for a week I moved up and down the hall of my dorm, stopping in every other room sometimes twice a day. The guys all bragged about how much pussy they were getting, and if anyone had told my girlfriend she was being uncharacteristically silent.

It wasn’t until late one Friday evening as I was coming back to my room that the shit hit the fan. Four guys caught me by the back entrance to the dorm where they pile the garbage near the loading dock. I didn’t realize what was happening until the first one pushed me so hard that I fell, and then the yelling and the accusations began.

“We know what you’re doing with our girls, you little faggot. And we don’t fucking like it, you perv.”

“Well maybe if you made them come once in awhile, they wouldn’t have to come to me,” I said, my voice thankfully not cracking in the middle.

I didn’t stand a chance as they kicked me and pushed me back down every time I tried to get up. Luckily for me, they were pretty scared of getting caught by someone walking by, so I was left with just one broken rib, a hell of a black eye, a swollen lip, and some minor scratches and bruises everywhere else.

I let the nurse at the school medical office put a few bandaids on me along with some bacitracin and an ice pack for my eye, but I wouldn’t tell her what had happened. There was no point, and besides, I didn’t need the whole story getting out again.

I stayed in my room for three days, cutting classes, ignoring my phone, and not letting anyone in, including my girlfriend. I hurt all over, but more importantly, my days as the hall pussy eating gigolo had been cut short when I had just been starting to really get into it. The girls were nice, I made them come, and they never made fun of me at all. But it was a dream, and even then I knew that dreams didn’t last.

On the third day, Tina came to the door and convinced me to let her in. She brought along Maggie and Susan as well, and they crowded around me as they looked at all my bruises with sad eyes full of guilt.

“It’s not your fault,” I said, trying to smile in a way that didn’t hurt.

“You didn’t deserve it anyway,” Susan said, leaning in and kissing my swollen eye. “We want to make it up to you.”

I watched, somewhat in awe, as the three girls undressed, this time losing their tops as well until all of them were on my bed in nothing but their hair ties and glasses. They pulled the sheets back, and for the first time in as long as I could remember I let someone take care of me. They kissed me up and down, being careful with the damaged bits and friendly with the naughty ones. Each girl took a turn sucking my dick as I watched in awe and adoration. After nearly two weeks of me doing just one thing, it was a new sensation.

Maggie was the first to climb onto me and let me fuck her, and the other two girls kissed me gently as she rode my cock nice and slowly. They whispered how sweet I was into my ear as their friend rolled her hips, and there were tears in my eyes by the time she started to come. Susan went next and then Tina, both of them taking me inside them with a smile and a laugh.

“Let’s give my boyfriend another surprise,” she said, as I started to tense and warn her about my upcoming release. “Keep fucking me and don’t stop until you’re done. This is all for you.”

I came harder than I had in a long time, and the girls collapsed onto me with kisses and laughter, telling me how sweet I had been and what a nice guy I was. I wasn’t sure how that all fit in with the big picture, but it sure felt good at the time.

After that, we mostly stuck to ourselves, and I went back to my normal life of school, friends, and only the occasional morning visit from one of my hall mates. They never told my girlfriend, and so we continued on for another month or two before she left me for a guy named Ricky who was a junior and a philosophy major. He had a goatee, but she said it looked good on him.

I didn’t mind being alone, especially going into that first Christmas break, but it was still an emotional visit home all the same. I found that I missed Tina’s laugh and her constant struggle to get out of her jeans without falling over. I missed Maggie’s expensive sheets and her grunts and moans as she held me more tightly than any of the others. And I missed Susan’s freckles and her pussy. But I sat through dinners and presents, and if I lay awake each night thinking about them, then that was okay too.

In fact, maybe it was even better than okay. Maybe missing them for a thousand different reasons was the nicest, sweetest, most tender thing I would ever do. At least until the next semester started.

Erotica from Disgusting Beautiful Immoral

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When I got up to piss a few hours later, I saw the redhead making out with a guy in the kitchen. I sat back down just as Spider and Rachel got up to go smoke on the fire escape, and it was just me and Kelly the face-sitter left.

I leaned back against the bed and she moved over next to me and stole a sip of my drink. The bartender was still making gin and tonics and they were absolutely delicious. It took me a few moments to realize she was staring at me, and I wondered what she was thinking. Her face didn’t tell me much, but I couldn’t look away. Finally, she leaned in and whispered:

“Did you really tie that girl up?”

“Yeah,” I nodded.

“And she struggled and kicked as you tore off her clothes?”

“Basically,” I said.

“And then you fucked her? You held her down, her hands tied above her head, and you fucked her. Did she stop fighting then?”

“Sometimes. I guess it depended on her mood,” I said. “I think it turned her on most to never stop fighting. She would swear at me and scratch as we fucked, and if I moved to untie her she would try to escape.”

She stared at me, but the look in her eyes was much clearer. Her short dress had ridden up as she tucked her knees under her arms, and I had to resist trying to confirm her status as a Vassar girl. She was shorter than Rachel by at least a foot, and her feet were smaller than I thought possible. I pictured her kneeling over my face as I opened my mouth between her legs, and in spite of all the drinking I had done, I found myself getting hard in my jeans.

“That is so fucking hot,” she said. Kelly was so close to me by then that we were touching, but neither of us moved a hand. She leaned her head down onto my shoulder for a brief moment before turning around and pulling a small blanket off the bed behind us. She covered both our legs, and I stared at her, unsure of what she was doing. Even when her hands vanished beneath the blanket I was still unsure of what was happening.

“Tell me more,” she whispered, her breathing faster and her voice deeper. “Tell me about fucking her all tied up. Tell me what you did to her.”

My hand brushed her bare leg, but rather than move it away she pressed against me. Her other foot was pulled up beneath her, but this one was almost on my lap, which meant that just beneath the blanket she was practically naked. She placed my hand on the inside of her thigh, still looking into my eyes, and I finally started talking.

“One time she told me to grab her in the hallway. She said she didn’t even want to know it was me when I pulled her into my room. I was scared someone would see us, but it didn’t matter at that point. I always did whatever she asked, and there was no way I was going to back out. I waited until she was almost at my door before I grabbed her.”

Kelly moved my hand further up her thigh until my fingers were just where she wanted them. I looked at her in surprise when she pressed my hand against her wet pussy, but she blushed again and closed her legs around me, holding me in place.

“Keep going,” she whispered.

“I threw her on the bed, and locked the door behind me, but she was up by the time I turned around. She screamed at me and asked me what the fuck I wanted with her, but I had her back on the bed a second later with my belt around her wrists. I tied it to the headboard and knelt over her, holding her legs still as I tore her shirt off. She struggled and tried to kick, but I pulled off her jeans, and then finally ripped her panties off with my bare hands.”

Kelly’s breathing grew faster and faster, and she was so wet I didn’t know what to do. I wanted to fuck her or kiss her, but I couldn’t stop. She moaned into my ear, but her entire body tensed up whenever I stopped for even a second.

“I was so fucking hard,” I whispered, my fingers moving in and out of her as she circled her clit with her own. “As soon as I saw her lying there naked on the bed, struggling and spitting, I was as hard as rock.”

“And then you fucked her?” She was right in my ear, her lips against my skin. “Then you just slid your big cock inside her even as she told you no, right? Please tell me that’s what you did. Please?”

I quickly moved her so she was between my legs with her back to me, and I opened her thighs again and brought my hand right back to her pussy. I pushed her hair away from her ear as I reached both arms around her, and opened her as widely as I could.

“I leaned down over her, my clothes still on, but my cock hard in my hand. I told her I was going to fuck her as I rubbed against the lips of her pussy, and she tried to bite me. I kissed her mouth, as I opened her legs wider–just like this–and then I finally did it. She screamed again, but she clenched around me all the same. And then I just fucked her as hard as I could. I slapped her face and slammed into her without stopping.”

“And she never stopped, right?” The small woman between my legs was breathing so quickly I thought she might pass out. My fingers were still inside her and she was drenching my hand and the carpet beneath us. She lifted her ass off the floor, pushing harder against me even as she leaned back and kissed the side of my face. “She didn’t stop, and you kept fucking her. You fucked her so hard, and…”

“And she kept trying to get away,” I said. “She fought until suddenly she was coming so much she couldn’t hide it any more. I didn’t stop as she shook around me, but I kissed her mouth and pulled her to me until I was as deep inside her as I could go.”

“Oh fuck, I’m coming,” she moaned, my fingers now a blur as she started to shake in my lap, clenching and bucking her hips as I wrapped my arms around her. “Tell me you came inside her. Tell me you came in her slutty, little cunt.”

“So much,” I said, my lips on her ear and neck. I pulled her to me, my cock hard against her back as she came. “I filled her over and over again, and I’ve never come so hard in my life.”

Kelly finally collapsed in my arms, her legs going slack and her shoulder slumping down against me. I was still throbbing, and it was all I could not to jerk myself off against her ass. It had been months since I wanted anyone that badly, but her breathing slowed down and she moved my hands to her legs as she returned to the world. She ran her fingers up and down my arm, and I continued to kiss her hair and hold her tightly.

Eventually, she turned just enough to look me in the eye. She leaned in and kissed me on the lips, and it was a long, slow kiss with just enough of her mouth for me to know she tasted divine.

“Thanks for the story,” she whispered. She folded the blanket, flattened her dress, and stood up. She stared at me for a moment longer, then walked out of the room and into the kitchen as I sat there alone, adjusting my hard on on through my tight jeans.

–An excerpt from my full length novel Disgusting Beautiful Immoral. 

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