*Heads up, its a long story. First submit to here so hope this suits*
“I want you to return to me a soaking wet, begging needy whore.”
OK! not the response I expected from “Would you like me to bring you anything from my folks?” but my thighs went loose and my pussy was instantly wet.
“I’m going to a family dinner!” I exclaimed.
You are standing in our bedroom doorway, grinning wickedly at me. I start pulling our my outfit, basic church going clothes. A well fitted blouse and skirt, cute matching bra and panties and fiannly garter and hose just to please you.
I let the satiny nightgown slip to the floor as you start laying out your expectations“One edge there and one on the way back. Its a two hour drive, you have plenty of time. Be somewhere that people can see you when they drive by.”
You pull the bra and panties out of my hands as I stare incredulously“You expect me to go to my Grandmothers with a skirt and no panties?”
“I want people to know you are a slut, to smell you and see those pretty pert nipples.” You reach out to tweak one to emphasize your point. “Edge yourself once at the get together. If someone asks what you are doing, explain you are a slut and you can’t go that long without playing with your pussy. Then offer them the use of your mouth. I want a picture of each edge, and whoever you let fuck your face. Do as I wish and I’ll fuck you senseless when you get home. Disappoint me, and I will have to punish you.”
By the time you finish, I am standing, stupefied, the remaining clothes still in hand. It’s an idea that has me rubbing my thighs together in anticipation. You notice my shock and come over to run your hands over me. A brush of fingers over my pussy lips, a squeeze of my breast.
“You will make my day even better, knowing you’re suffering.” You whisper in my ear “I want to see how big of a slut you are willing to be for me.”
At those words, I am instantly lust driven. I blindly drop to my knees, mouth open so you can shove your cock down my throat. You oblige me quickly. But I’m begging with frustration when you pull your cock free after just a few thrusts.
He looks at me knowingly.“Only good girls get to have cum. And only after their assignments are done.”
And he walks out, pulling the door behind him, leaving to let me get dressed, still kneeling, a dripping horny mess. Ten minutes later, I am in the chosen outfit and on the road.
The first place is an easy choice, an overlook at the river. The semi drivers honk as they see my spread thighs and frantic fingers. One set of rednecks drive by a couple times. I am sure they were taking pictures the second time, but no one stops. The attention brings me to the edge so much faster. Only the promise of punishment keeps me from pushing myself to orgasm. My breath shudders, muscles straining as I hold myself on the brink for as long as I can. I force myself to stop and lay my head back, gasping, hips pumping the brisk air. Gathering my wits and clothes about me, I snap a few quick photos of my dripping pussy and the panorama outside the window to send you. Then I pull back onto the road to finish the drive to my grandmothers home.
I don’t even know how to function when I get there. Its grand visiting and enjoying the food, seeing all those whom I love and have missed. But its overshadowed by desire. Moving seats is terrible, with the wetness on my thighs and screaming clit. Walking across the room aware of the kiss of cool air on my bare soaked pussy. I have a few people ask if I’m OK. I grin a little, “Just distracted, lots to get done” Still I wrestle with the fact I have to edge myself in my grandmothers house. I don’t want to disappoint you. But even with punishment as a motivation, its a big step in my slutty life. The car is not an option, someone will see me and my propriety does know a few bounds. As the party starts to wind down, I have to set my self consciousness aside. So I head to the bathroom. There’s no way to deny I’m a desperate slut as I kneel in the middle of my Grandmothers rose bedecked bathroom. I have to immediately take a picture for you. I almost cum just from my skirt sliding up my thighs and the cool air moving over my clit. Once that passes, I torment myself by just sliding my fingers between the folds of my pussy. Not quite an edge but so sweet, I start a video for you just before I plunge my fingers inside my hot walls. I’m quickly lost in the thrill as I add more fingers, joyfully fucking myself. Its been hours, the longest I’ve gone for this kind of teasing. Luckily I’m saved from an orgasm by the knocking on the door. My aunt making sure I’m alright. Apparently I was moaning. I assure her I’m fine. Then a moment spent sending the photo and video, a quick cleanup and I emerge from the bathroom flushed and apologetic. The first suggestion that I look overheated and might need to go home and rest has me making my goodbyes. I am starting to smell like sex and really can’t focus on conversation much at this point anyway.
In fact, I am so focused on getting back home with the pulsing need between my legs that I pass most of the pull offs before I realize it. The only one left is the same one I stopped at this morning. I figure its going to be a fast stop. I catch myself squirming in my seat, rubbing against the fabric. I’m on the edge even before I pull off the road. I won’t be able to do more than the lightest touches without risking an orgasm. Its not helped by the fact that I know you would love seeing me so frantic right now.
But there’s company. Mere moments after I slide my fingers along my labia, spreading them to the feel of the mountaintop breeze, a vehicle pulls in. The same pick up from earlier, only with one person in it. They pull slowly past me and I hope that it’s just sightseeing. I am still not sure I’m OK with oral sex on anyone but you. Even if it is authorized.
My fingers slow but don’t stop when a familiar face peeks in the window. One of the guys I knew from High school, dammit! I’m so close to my old stomping grounds, I never suspected. Why couldn’t it be a stranger…?
He leans on the door frame of the car. The windows are down already due to the nice day. He grins happily at me.“Thought I recognized you earlier today. Couldn’t help but stop the second time. Wouldn’t you know, its always the quiet ones“
I just watch him warily, fingers lazily swirling around my clit. Just another affirmation of how big of a slut I am. Not a move to cover myself, my fingers never slow as he opens the door to the car and his grin shifts to something more serious. My eyebrows go up in question.
He chuckles” The wife would kill me if I touched you. But we saw you this morning and you’ve had me hot all day. So I’ll just take care of a little problem before I get home”
With that, he pulls a decently sized cock from his pants and starts stroking it. My little Mustang makes it so his cock is about level with my face. Unexpectedly, I catch myself licking my lips at the sight of him so firm in hand. I shift in my seat, to not only to give him a better view but to keep from automatically sliding my mouth over his cock. Apparently, your plan worked. I have reached desperate, needy whore status. I’m so focused on his cock that I can push my edge just a little further. My fingers start to fly on my clit, my other hand releases my shirt to begin molesting my breasts. He groans as my fingers roll a nipple to a hard peak.
“You are quite the little slut ain’t you?”He mutters
I look up at him with a flash of hedonistic grin before focusing on the show he’s giving me. I’m so close to orgasm, I’m writhing in the seat, moans, gasps falling from my lips.
“Lean forward” he demands.
With a series of grunts, he covers my face with cum. I’ve yanked my hands from between my thighs just in time. The first splatter of cum makes my pussy clench and I close my eyes, fighting to keep from cumming. I lick his cum from my lips with a second grin. I’ll leave the rest for you to see.
He puts everything back in place without meeting my eyes. Then he looks at me wonderingly, tossing a business card in my lap.
“Thanks for stopping.” he said “ Let me know if you’re back over this way”
“ My pleasure,” I whisper as he closes the door, returns to his truck and drives away.
I take another picture of my poor red pussy and send it to you. Then I take several of my cum covered face, knowing you’ll love them. I am madly grinning as I pull back on the road towards home and a fantastic fucking.
But in the last 20 minutes of the drive, I start to worry. According to my phone, you received all the requested photos. I am just nervous. What if something didn’t go through? I haven’t told you the details. What if I did something wrong? My desperate denied pussy, punished or even made to wait longer.. The nerves are making it harder to sit still and my juices have started to seep through the fabric of my skirt into the seat. The thoughts crowd my mind as the road flashes by and the cum dries itchy on my skin.
I pull into the driveway, take a few steadying breaths and hurry into the house. The cum on my skin is now dry and very itchy but I don’t want to clean up until you seen my accomplishment. You are sitting on the couch watching TV and I go straight to you, kneeling at your feet. I wait grinning for you to acknowledge me. Minutes pass and my grin fades, as my throbbing pussy reminds me it needs attention.
You don’t even look at me.“You didn’t send me all the pictures”
The shock must show on my face.“No, Sir. I wanted to surprise you. And they were not ones you specified”
Your face is deadpan when you look at me.” You walk in bouncy, covered in cum and want to talk specifics. Obviously my plan was not enough. I wanted a begging needy whore. You look like a whore but you are not begging, or nearly needy enough. But you withheld things from me. So you will be punished. Now lay on your back, and lift your skirt. Show me, slut!”
Chastened and teary eyed, I slide backwards and onto my back, lifting my skirt to show a drippy puffy pussy.
“Now spread those labia wide and tell me everything that happened”
My hands slowly move to spread my lips apart as I start to relay the story. My eyes go wide when I realize you’ve taken out a cat toy, one of those with feathers on the end of stick. You begin to slide those feathers along my exposed pussy, pure torment. I start to squirm. The stick smacks across my inner thigh with a searing pain that almost pushes me over the edge. I lay there, panting and struggling for composure as you glare down at me
“You will stay still for your punishment. You will not come. Or it will get worse. Now keep explaining. Don’t stop talking until you are finished”
At this point, I can’t imagine what worse is but my story begins to be punctuated with gasps, moans and “Oh Please”. The feathers dance along my slit and it’s driving me insane. You can probably see my pussy clench as it tries again and again to orgasm.
Your face begins to lighten as my story progresses and you are grinning as I detail the end.
“and so here I am, your desperate needy slut. Showing off my cunt like the whore I am. Please fuck me Sir. I’ve been needing it all day. I want to choke on your cock. Be covered in your cum. Have your huge cock ravage me. Anything you want…. Oh Please Sir, let me come!!!”
Your have this contented look on your face as you lean back in your seat. Your cock is bulging in your pants and you hold the cat toy like some kinky scepter.
“ Well, that’s a better attitude. Get up here and make good on your offer”
In a flash, I am on my knees, freeing your cock from the fabric. Apparently my story has done its job because you immediately hold my head to start throat fucking me. My arousal backpedals under the desire to breathe and the focus needed to let you fuck me this way. But it doesn’t take long before you gush into my throat, cum covering my tongue. I’m choking but loving it as I struggle to gulp down your hot cum. Lust rushes back into me as I realize I’m kneeling in front of you, delightedly licking your cock clean, just like the slut you want from me.
“Sir, can I come now?”
You cock your head at me. “No, why should I let you?”
I realize that this calls for pulling all the stops. So I roll onto my back, unfastening my skirt and raising my shirt. My hands start to travel my body, sliding over my torso, up to cup a breast and my hips undulate.
I start to beg as I do my own strip tease on the carpet.
“ I am the slut you made me. I tried to do what you asked. Please don’t punish me for being just a stupid slut. Please let me come. I’m just a sex toy. I need to, I’m addicted” That hedonistic grin comes out again as I roll my hips and spread my red, puffy labia wide again.
“ I need it. I need you to make me come, please Sir! Only you can make me come.”
You shift in your seat. “ You just want me to make you come? No regards to how?”
I’m stupid with lust by now. I just want your hands on me. An orgasm would be so amazing after so many hours. So I nod frantically, still laid out like some perverse doll deserted on the floor.
You’re so fast, I don’t see it. But you strike my exposed clit with the flat of your hand.
I start screaming as the orgasm hits with all the force of that blow and so many pent up hours of arousal. I am sure I look like a seizure victim as I thrash and squeal through the orgasm. It seems to roll through me for a long time. A distant part of my mind wonders what you must think of me in this paroxysm of ecstasy. Just as I start to surface, you push my legs apart and hold them with your body weight. The rain of slaps to my pussy start it all again. I am frenzied, throwing myself against the floor, screaming out as a each buffet starts a new orgasm. I’m fighting to get away from the overwhelming sensations and when that fails, I rake my nails over my own body. Grasping at anything near enough to ground me, I am reduced to a convulsing, twitching madwoman. Spreadeagled and soaked in sweat and juices on the floor, I see your self satisfied grin above me as my vision fades.
I surface from the faint later, wrapped in the warmth of our bed. You are beside me and I snuggle closer, well aware of the harsh ache between my legs. I whisper “Thank you” as exhaustion pulls me under again.
Whoa! That was fucking hot!!!
That was hot
Thank you!