The knock on the door had pulled me from my haze so quickly that I forgot all about myself. I was so enraptured with Philip in my mouth and I was so greedy for him to use me to orgasm, that I had lost track of time and everything else. I had nothing but flashes of images in my mind. Pictures of what I must look like. Fantasies about how good I must look for him to be so excited. My ego was practically bursting and all I wanted was his attention.. and my reward. That warm, wet reward for all my hard work. I wanted it to shoot out of his pulsing cock and can’t the inside of my mouth. I wanted to look at him while I opened my mouth to show him his cum before swallowing it all down. I was going to smirk at him while I licked the remnants of my finger and sucked whatever else I could out of his over sensitive dick. It was gonna drive him crazy. He was going to sigh with relief and thsnk me for doing such a good job emptying his balls. I was going to lay down with him after and spend some time complimenting his cock and telling him how crazy it is that I was doing this and that I have never ever been able to please a god like him before. And how honored I was to have been able to suck the cum out of him and swallow it.. how eager I was to do it again. All of this was in an instant and shattered out of reality in the same.
Philip opened the door, not even bothering to close his robe.
“Hello, ladies” he said.. opening his arms slightly.
“Oh my fuckong god” I heard someone say, a girl, laughing as she said it.
“Wow, thats.. thats.. thats great, Philip” said another, obviously fishing for the right words and finding none.. the type of thing you do when you see trying to play things cool and pass all of this off as if it might just be a practical joke of some kind.
A third voice, sounding more surprised than the rest ” holy shit, is Sara in there??”
Philip ignored her.
He laughed and invited them all in.
“I want to show you something” he said walking back to me. Behind him walked three women, 1 of whom I knew and all of them were friends with Sara; my friend who was sleeping in the next room. I immediately started for my feet, I was going to tell Ari, the one outside who spoke first, some bullshit that would have made no sense.. anything to escape the judgment and scrutiny. But as I did so Philip stopped me with his hand and told me to stay. I looked at him and wiping the spit from my chin, sat back down.
Ari approached me, her hand over her mouth.. “holy shit, you’re the fucking ‘toy’??? Philip, are you sitting me? He’s the toy?'”
Immediately, I understood. Philip must’ve told them he was going to have an object up here tonight. And it was me.
“Ari..” I started, getting red in the face. Philip looked at me and put a finger in his lips, and followed it up with a wink.. that fucking wink. He owned me with it every time. I shut up.
“Awww he looks embarrassed, Ari” said Maya, the second bridesmaid I had never met.
The third was looking around, obviously unaware of what was going on… “holy shit, guys, what the fuck is happening?” She said.. more as a statement than a question and with no small amount of shy excitement on her face.
“What’s happening” Philip started “is this fun little slut is going to make us all very happy tonight.” He bent down to grab my hair and pull my head back “aren’t you, baby?” He said, in almost a whisper.
“I don’t know” I started. Philips grip immediately tightened and he pulled harder. “Yes” I said, groaning.
“Dude, no fucking way” said Ari.. looking at me know. “I didn’t even know you were gay!”
I felt embarrassment all over my face.. she was laughing at me. I could feel it. Ari was the spunky, “I drink whiskey and listen to hard rock while I work out and practice martial arts with all my guy friends who I string along but never fuck, meanwhile calling you a pussy and telling you to suck my dick” kind of girl. She had a big fucking mouth, no filter, and I am positive of this now, fucked Philip before.
“So, did you… take the whole thing? Ari asked, looking from Philip’s half erect endowment to me, slapping it up with her finger tips.
“He did fucking awesome” Philip said, pulling Ari’s hand and putting it back on his dick. She obliged him by stroking it slowly, and looking at him with admiration and then back at me as if to say “wow..not bad”. “Does that mean I get a turn now?” She asked, smiling and biting her toungue. I realized in that moment I would have killed to be as effortlessly sexy as she was in that moment. I looked up and down her body, her long, tan, hairless legs reflecting the dim lights, her little waist giving way to the curves of her tight butt, her snug little stomach, and her perky little tits, poking through her dress like little stars indicators -good for weather and arousal- and she was aroused, that much was certain. She had long brown hair, flowing over her shoulders and down her back. I suddenly felt ugly and pathetic. Less of a man. I began to feel a pit in my stomach. But what could I do? I had committed to this service, a long time ago. I decided, in that moment, that, if I was to be Philip’s plaything.. I would at least enjoy it.
“No” I said.. “that dick is all mine”. I smiled, curling my lips up and biting my lips, while I looked at Philip dead in the eyes. I was not going to have Ari
“This is blowing my fucking mind” Ari said, removing her hand from Philip and walking over to the fridge. “I need a drink, Phil”. “Help yourself” he responded looking down at me. A hungry sort of playfulness on his face.
The third bridesmaid was Tricia, she was the only one I didn’t know out of the triad. I was sure I had seen her before, but I couldn’t place where. I had thought at first that she was a bit timid and shy, but I would soon learn that, under all of that, was a sexually deviant, volatile woman, in desperate need of satisfaction.
As Ari and Maya did shots and talked with Philip more, Tricia sat on a chair near me.. it was awkward.
“You’re Sara’s friend right?”
“Yeah” I said smiling a little.
“I only met her a couple years ago.”
“I’ve known her since we were teenagers” I replied.
Silence…
“This is fucking wild” she blurted, almost whispering; like a silent, nervous, excited explosion of intrigue, surprise, and nervousness. “I can’t believe Sara is cool with this”.
“Me neither”… I began to wonder if she really even knew, but felt too guilty to ponder on it further.. I was bound and determined to yet back to where I was before this ensemble entered the picture, back to the most aroused, horny, and cum hungry I had ever been.
I scooted myself over to her and leaned in, as if we were sharing some kind of secret. “Look at his cock” I said.
“Oh my God I know!” It had receeded a bit, but you could still tell that he was more than equipped for anything that came his way. “Did you make him cum yet?”
I confessed I hadn’t, but confided in her my determination to turn that around before the night was over.
Tricia bit her lip “that would be fucking hot.. I never had someone that big before; I wonder if I could take all of him.” She was getting hot, I could tell. She began to play with her necklace and look Philip up and down, obviously fucing him with her eyes.
In that moment I had an idea.. a wonderful idea, so I leaned in and whispered my idea.. my dirty, filthy, tantalizing idea.
Upon hearing this, she giggled.. a soft, delicate giggle. She stood up, and walked over to philip, whos back was turned as he was entertaining the two alcy whores in the kitchenette. She put her hand on his back, prompting him to turn around. She reached up to caress his neck and pull him close to her. Her eyes were fixed on his, she had locked him in like a magnet from which not much could have broken him. I could tell she was a master at this. She pulled him down and kissed him softly, yet completely on the mouth.
Even I would have melted, and I was recently discovering my preference for Philips ownership and the especially large benefits that afforded me.
He returned her gaze and then her kiss. She kept her eyes locked on his as she began to remove her dress. She pulled one shoulder strap down, and then the other. It was a simple, silver satin dress and even when it was on her, revealed that she had a great waist, set of hips, perky boobs, and great flexibility. She was young, tight, and knew how to capture attention in an entirely feminine way. Unlike with Ari, who was surely hot beyond belief, Tricia had the spark of personality, innocence, submissiveness, and subtle, feminine confidence that made her the perfect seductress. She was clearly made for this and it showed.
She let the dress fall to the floor, revealing simple, yet pretty underwear. She was playful and cute about it, but she smiled up at Philip, bit her lip and said “come play” with a smile before turning on the balls of her feet, still in her heels and doing a runway strut back over to me that would have made Liberace watch her walk past.
Philip was content to be distracted by her. You could tell by the way his cock twitched slightly.. how his breathing changed. How he looked at her and then me. With desire begging to be satisfied. And we were ready to do it.
Ari and Maya looked at each other with a somewhat surprised look. It said “who the hell does she think she is” and “Jesus Christ, we’re about to have a great fucking time” all at once.
Tricia walked her pretty little ass over to me and put her crotch in my face. “Come on, give her a kiss”. I did as I was told, expecting to eat her out, but she took the kiss, smirked and walked around me, tussling my hair and calling me a good boy, with a sassy and playful smile. She grabbed the chair from the corner where it sat and brought it over. She positioned it behind me and sat down, her legs opening and touching my arms and shoulders. My back was to her and my neck was near her crotch. Philip was approaching me when she leaned down and whispered “safeword is ‘no, please’ the real safeword is “‘orangutan'”.
I nodded. She was gently stroking my neck and ears when Philip walked up to me, removing his robe as he did so. He was a fucking god. He was lean and virile and strong and vascular. Not so muscular that you were grossed out, but not so skinny either. His cock was half hard and swinging. It came to rest about 6 inches in front of my face. “Whats your plan, Trish?” He said.
“This little cum whore didn’t make you cum did he, daddy?”
“No, he didn’t”
“We’re gonna teach him how to worship you.”
Philip smiled a sly smile. Without turning around, he instructed Maya and Ari to come over and help. They did. They knelt next to him on either side of him and removed their tops. Ari bit her lip and smiled at Maya, who took the invitation to kiss Philip’s legs and caress his ass and stomach. He stood before me like a god. I was going to be his little princess.. his little slave. I was horny beyond belief now. I had all eyes on me and what I was going to do. I was not going to shy away now. I was going to do whatever I had to to please this man. Whatever he wanted me to do. And I was going to do it with an excited and eager smile on my face. I was going to capture Philip and let him take everything out on me. I was a good little toy; ready and willing to serve her master. “Please, God, fuck me like a whore” I thought. “Make me fucking scream, daddy” I begged from the inside. I wanted to get lost. I wanted to lose myself in worshipping this new god I had found. I wanted his cock to get as hard as possible. I wanted to cover it with my spit and I wanted to gag on it. I wanted him to fill me and own me. I wanted him to moan and tense and grab and fuck and control me, jerking off into my body like I was a rag. I wanted to be an object, used for only this God’s pleasure. I wanted, so desperately to be his toy, stripped of everything I thought I was and rebuilt for a purpose of nothing else but service and pleasure. I wanted to find myself there, on the floor, a wet, cum soaked, humiliated, used, abused and thrown away cum rag. Only then could I be fulfilled. Only then could I be me. I looked up at daddy; “use me” I said.
“This little princess is gonna earn her title” he said.
“Kiss it” Tricia said, tightening her grip on my neck and head.
I leaned forward and kissed his dick. She held my face there. “Do it with love” she said. I opened my mouth and let my toungue massage his skin as I closed my lips, sucking gently. I brought my hands up to caress his ass and hold his lengthy cock. It felt heavy in my hands and I took it lovingly. I kissed it over and over.
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