“Ohmifuck, was that the..” getting to the siding glass doors before wasting another heartbeat. Pressing her triple S’s against the glass door as she looked down. “It is!” Flying past her roommate Pixel as she tore open the door. The next four landings of stairs had her tits bouncing worse then a orgasm by the time Clarissa’s long legs hit the bottom. “Excuse me” she hollered dodging and weaving her way to the (fe)mail box. Ripping open number three sexy nine, “There it is!” Shining like the treasure of the long lost pirate ship Climax, there sat the key. Before another heartbeat could pass the key was in the large (fe)mail box, “Ohmigoddess, it’s here. It’s here!” Leaving only her ghostly imprint behind as Clarissa bounded up the stairs. “Finally it’s here! (Flying through her front door like it was never opened) Can you believe it’s here” holding on to the package that wasn’t much bigger then a shoe box. Not waiting for her heart to catch up, Clarissa tore into the package. Pixel could tell by the way her view was that Clarissa got the pot of sextons that she was looking for. Stepping quickly and quietly Pixel was upon her. Nail scraping along Clarissa’s ass announced her presence. “Hey Pixel (yelling in the excited ness of the situation) what do yOoo.. Ooooh” Clarissa’s body was getting a double dose of enjoyment for Pixel’s hand had drifted downward with her middle finger puncturing the wet insides of a cum filled pussy while her thumb was massaging with great pressure her newest fuck hole. “Would you.. Ooo you.. Ooooh fuckkk.. Ooooh Ooooh (flexing her body as the first orgasm ravished her body) f..k yesssssssss..” reaching out for what she did not know butt her body contorted as Pixel hit the primary g-spot. Raking her hair, pulling it back to expose the new collar. A wide black leather collar with the word “Slut” bedazzled along it’s side. “You are not very nice cuz I was going to kiss your neck” the release of the hair, the sharp sting of her tit being spanked. “Now what have we got here” Pixel cooed. Pulling back the fishnet material that covered Clarissa’s tits. The feel of a hundred knifes being resisted by her own triple S’s was exhilarating. The orgasm caught in Clarissa’s throat, the sudden jerk to her new collar, “It seems that someone (tracing around her asshole) has been a dirty little slut..” Letting the statement drift off with every intention to push the issue. Nothing could or ever will beat the ecstasy that Clarissa was feeling especially not a tease. Thrusting back hard, the feeling of cloth under her hands. Legs spread just enough to allow one thumb the opportunity to start the next orgasm. It worked, Pixel’s thumb penetrating the dark veil of Clarissa’s shaded side. “Ooo.. (rocking forward) yesss Ooooh Ooooh.. (rocking back) fuckkk Mmm Ooooh … .. (going forward again) OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss!!! OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Clarissa’s asshole clamping down on it’s second invader as cum exploded from her pussy. “More.. Mmmore OooohOooohOooohOoooh” forgetting everything for that instant. Reaching back and grabbing ahold of Pixel’s naughty hand, “Mmmmmmmmm Ooo Mmmore.. more more Mmmmmmmmm..” once again a orgasm ripped through Clarissa butt Pixel wasn’t there to feel it’s grip. “Mmmore.. Mmmore..” as the last orgasm was dying. Two fingers found there way into Clarissa’s spasming cunt, two fingers joined the new crusade as they were pressed into her asshole. “Ooo Ooo.. … Oh shit, … … OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Clarissa’s body quaked under this new combo as both her hole rebelled and squeezed on the intruders. Pixel realized that Clarissa’s hand was no longer gripping her hand instead both of Clarissa’s hands were pinching Clarissa’s nipples.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/i5tkgy/wet_dreams_university_51_fishnet_collars_rvs