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=== ***Amber*** ===
It was a shock to me when Alana’s friends invited me to go to a party, it was even *more* shocking when I learned it was a Bachelorette party. It wasn’t shocking when there were no male strippers. It was Bella, Alana, Roxanne, Alexa, Emily, Demi, Laura and Bella’s mother Christina. I’m literally the odd bitch out.
I felt alien. I didn’t belong there; they were all good friends with one another. They were talking amongst themselves, having a good time. We went to a Hibachi grill, Alana and Roxanne’s idea, and it was actually on the higher end. I’m told that Bella likes simple stuff, but where I’m from a Hibachi Grill is far from simple.
I felt her eyes on me, Bella’s. She’s absolutely gorgeous, and tall as a god damn redwood tree too. She looked comfortable in her skin, usually girls who are as tall as her would be awkward, but Bella commanded the area around her and knew exactly where to move.
“Having fun?” she asked, and all I could give her is an awkward “yeah”. She knew I wasn’t comfortable. She just knew. She squatted down next to me, cupped her hand over my ears, and whispered: “Wanna fuck my husband?”
I’m shocked, and my face betrayed me. Suddenly I’m overwhelmed with this firey feeling coursing throughout my veins! I gave her a shocked look, and she wore this smirk that didn’t really betray her intentions. I looked around, the others were busy chatting amongst themselves, and so I just nodded.
“Make sure you’re clean,” she whispered again, her breath gently tickling my ears. Her fingers stayed a little longer on my arms.
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I’m clean. I mean, it’s not a surprise to me since I hadn’t had sex in a while.
Chris is my unicorn. He’s probably the one I’ve wanted to have sex with the most. After listening to them laud him and praise him, of course I’m curious.
The day after the party, it’s a pretty tame party if I’m being honest, Bella asked Chris and, thankfully, he agreed. Alana has told me before that Chris doesn’t really like doing this, and that he does this for Bella’s sake. Bella gets off on it, watching her man fuck other women, and I’m perfectly fine with that. No judgment from me.
Why? I can only guess. She is a dominant female, and Chris is a dominant male. In a relationship, it’s hard for there to be two dominant forces. One has to bow to the other. In Bella’s eyes, she has tamed the beast that is Chris. To her, Chris is a lion in an arena and the girls are the gladiator, and sex is their battles. The lion wins, every time. Bella is the emperor, and Chris is her lion. While she may have “tamed” the beast, or rather she *thinks* she may have, the lion is still a wild animal. Try as she might, the lion reigns over the emperor and in the end, the emperor is just another flesh for the lion to consume.
That’s my take, at least.
She picked me up, I usually walk to my apartment, right after my night shift. I’m so fucking tired, but Bella drove by and told me to get in.
Bella got me into a hotel room, nice and big. A little expensive for my taste, especially for the purpose. I would’ve been alright with a cheap hotel, but she’s paying so it’s whatever. She’s walking with me, silent but serious, and frankly she’s giving serial killer vibes if I’m being honest.
We got to the room, and she slid her keycard in. She gave me his smirk, a smirk that made her so fiercely beautiful. I don’t know, but this girl is the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. Damn perfect skin, she barely needs make up to make herself pretty, huge fuckable tits that makes me question my identity, and she’s tall! Her body is like godly. I’m damn sure she’s purely made to dominate men. It’s just a shame that she met her match, I guess.
When we got into the room, it felt heavy. Like there is this weight that suddenly made it hard for me to breath. Well, not hard. More like… a tiny bit difficult. Like I’m being softly suffocated.
The door to the bathroom opened and a waft of steam slid out and out comes a freshly showered Chris covered in a single towel and drying his hair. He got a look at me and approached me with confidence.
Dear god his body is… oh my goodness. His chest is rippling and tight. His abs are rigged and ripped. His arms are thick and cut. My god he is something to look at. He’s also very handsome! Jeez, he’s so fucking handsome!
Bella took herself to the chair and sat with her legs crossed and her arms folded. Chris slowly walked up to me, like a stalking lion. His fierce blue eyes are trained onto me.
He towered over me slightly, but as he got closer I felt much smaller. Like a prey animal.
He brushed my face with the back of his fingers. I got my hair in twin braids, shoulder length, and I’m wearing my scrubs. I just got off work and Bella picked me up when I was on my way to my apartment.
“I-I-I should shower,” I stuttered softly then I felt the pads of his finger rub my lips. He picked my chin up and then I got a taste of him. My first taste.
He grabbed the small of my back, under my scrub, and pulled me in close. His lips are soft, and he immediately got into it. Like full on tongue-on-tongue action with him pushing his tongue. Now I know why Alana gets giddy whenever Chris calls her.
“How do you want it?” He asked me.
“Rough,” I answered. “I want to be dominated. I want you to force yourself to me.”
He gave me a smile, a gentle smile. In most of my relationship, and some of my one-night stands, I’ve always been the dominant one. I set the tone of the relationship, I set the tone of our lovemaking. For once I’d like to be the one to be used and abused.
Well, Chris didn’t disappoint. The first thing he did is slap my face. Not hard, no. It was hard enough for me to feel it but not to draw blood. It stung, that’s for sure. I was shocked, though, but somehow that minor act of violence made me even more hot for him.
He pushed me against the wall, next to the chair that Bella sat on. His hands were quick, exploring my behind and under my scrub.
“You want me to dominate, right?” Came a low growl from him. “Use you like how I would use a cheap whore?”
“Yes. Yes, please. Use me, use my body however you want,” came my quivering voice. I’m excited, and I can barely contain myself.
He effortlessly picks me up and props me against his pelvis. He lifts my scrub top off me and it sailed across the room. My bra soon followed and our lips and tongue went for one another again.
“Rough, right? Hmm?”
“Anyway, anyway you want Chris,” I answered with lust filled intent. I just need his touch no matter how rough or soft it is.
He pulled his head back a bit and took a look at my breast. I’m not as well-endowed as his wife or any of the other girls. I got soft perky tits with little pink nipples that seems to almost disappear over my milky skin.
His lips wrapped around my nipples and he sucked on it and pulled. I felt a soft tingle of pain pop up, then more tingling as he kept sucking on my nipples. I could feel his cock start to harden against my crotch. Soon, I felt the head rub up against me as it grew more and more.
I ran my hands on his back and it is bumpy and ripped and manly! None of my partners are as ripped as this guy! The way he holds me, the way his tongue seems to go wherever it wants with no regards for what I want and need. He’s taking me for himself!
He held me up and on placed me in my back right on the table next to Bella. I looked up to her with her bemused look. I noticed one of her hand is under the table, going back and forth. She shot me a sly wink as that hidden hand slowly rose up and then she placed a wet finger into my mouth.
I sucked on that digit and I can taste her. So… delicious. So lustful.
She gave me a wink again as her hands disappeared again. I felt a tug on my pants and found Chris hand where my zipper is. He zipped it down, pushed his fingers in and then ripped my scrub bottoms aside like some monster!
“Those are expensive!” I yelled at him but he just ignored me as he tore my scrub aside more and more.
He looked down at my body, at how I laid there with my knees pressed firmly against his side. He gently rubbed my thighs and my stomach, rubbing his thumb over the garters of my thong, and placing his thumb under it then lifting it and letting it snap down on me with a slight sting. I want it so bad. I want to see it, to feel it.
Bella is looking down at me with a smug look on her face. Chris looked at her, “come here babe,” he bid and she rose from her seat and went over to her. The two made out, intimately, seductively, with her eyes closed as she gently stroked the back of his head and his chest.
Then she placed her finger, the one she was using, into his mouth and he gently sucked on it. “You’re so wet already,” he mused as his tongue wrapped around her fingers. “Fuck, you taste good.”
She then softly giggled as she sat back down and nodded towards my general direction, as if telling him he can continue.
Chris disappeared from my sight, squatting down and pushing my thighs wider. I then felt my panties shift to the side and then his wet tongue roughly press against me.
***slrrpp slrrkk mmmm***
The wet noise he made while eating me out, the feeling of his rough tongue snapping up suddenly ending with a slap against my sensitive clit, and his fingers slithering into my eager pussy just waiting for him, it’s all enough to drive a girl crazy. I’m so used to dictating the tempo whenever I go out and have meaningless sex, that I can’t stand it when a guy takes the reign. But Chris isn’t someone I can just bully into what I want to do.
He makes me feel powerless. He makes me feel vulnerable. I barely know the guy, but he just feels bigger and threatening, and I know he doesn’t mean it at all. But he is!
I laid on the table, barely big enough for me as my head hung off the edge, gripping the sides tightly while I hold onto my screams.
“Hmm? Why are you holding back Amber?” Came her voice, slightly condescending to my ears but a little bit muffled due to me holding myself back. I looked at her, and she’s not even looking at me as her eyes are solely focused on him and him alone. I could see her deriving pleasure from watching him work. Her face is reddened, and her eyes were smiling. “Let it out. I want to hear you scream and moan.”
“Mmmph, fuck! Th-that’s it! Right there, right there! I’m almost… almost… almost… T-THERE!!”
My legs tightened around him, but he didn’t stop. I could feel my muscles contract harshly, forcing me to arch my back. My breathing became faster, my body started to feel like it’s on fire, and when he gently wrapped his lips around my clit and then sucked on it tightly, the building pleasure suddenly exploded.
I covered my mouth as I screamed into my flesh. My other hand gripped the edge of the table tightly and my back arched again. I swear I started to see stars, or at the very least something glittery. Chris didn’t stop; he just kept sucking and fingering me which made the orgasm even more intense!
I’ve only had a handful of orgasms, and this one is the most intense and pleasurable so far. Why did I think this was a good idea? Why did I go through with this? My curiosity got the better of me, and I guess I just wanted to see the reason why he has so many girls falling in love with him.
My legs finally stopped shaking. My abs stopped throbbing and contracting, but I’m still breathing fast but steady.
He finally let me go and my thighs slid off his well defined shoulders. I laid on that table, barely big enough for me, with my head hanging off the edge.
In a swift motion, Chris took my arm and swung me up and over his shoulder. “Come on,” he said and at first I thought it was for me. But no, he wanted Bella to join us on the bed.
“No no, babe, I’m just here to watch,” she said.
“You’ll do what I want you to do,” he growled at her and I think I heard a gleeful noise come from her.
Chris laid me down on the sofa and he sat with his arms over the backrest with his flagpole fully erect and throbbing and twitching. I managed to make my way up to his thigh and got a really, really, *really* good look at his dick. He pressed my face against it, and I can smell the manly stink. I could feel it invade my brain, making me so hot and horny and wet down there.
I’ve never seen such a magnificent cock before, and I’ve been with a lot of guys of different races. It’s long and thick, with big veins running up towards the thick, bulbous pink head that’s oozing some pre-cum. His balls are big, almost the size of golf balls, and his shaft slightly bends up towards him.
Bella sat next to him with this smirk on her pretty face. Her massive tits are contained in a pair of white sports bra that shows a hint of the outline of her nipples. She’s wearing a pair of white leggings with black garters and she’s clearly wearing a pair of yellow thong under them. Her shapely body, with defined muscles but not overtly so, has got to be the dreams of men.
“Taking your time?” She asked and I could only swallow in response. Before, I would gladly take in a dick like this. But now, since this will probably be the last time I could have it, I’ll take my time and fully enjoy him.
“Just-Just calming myself down,” was my answer. Chris gently rubbed my head, running his thumb on my cheeks.
I started by gently stroking his dick, letting my small hand *almost* wrap around the thick shaft. My other hand fondled his balls, massaging them gently. He gave me a soft *ooohhh* while rubbing my head. Then I started licking the shaft, painting it with my tongue until I made my way to the top.
“She’s good,” he said.
“Oh? Better than I am?”
I didn’t hear an answer from him, only the smacking of their lips together. “That what I though,” she said.
I put my attention back to his dick. I’m salivating, just thinking of that head being inside of my mouth. Once it slides in aimlessly, my head is filled with a strong manly flavor. I moaned with pleasure in finally tasting his delicious cock. How the taste is completely overwhelming my senses, and how different it is to other dicks I’ve tasted. Its slightly sweet, there’s no hint of a familiar taste. While the “manly” taste could be described as overwhelmingly strong, it’s the slight sweetness that stood out for me.
His hand went from the back of my head, pushing it down on his dick, then to my tits and squeezing and pinching my nipples. “Bella, take your bra off.”
“Oh? I’m just -“
“Now, god damn it!” He fiercely growled at her, not wanting her to talk back. I hear a soft squeal from her, then I hear a shuffling and on the corner of my eye I saw something white fly off.
I hear him moan softly, then I hear him smacking his lips. I glance up and saw him sucking her massive tits with a look of pure pleasure on her face. “Oh, fuck… suck my tits babe,” she moaned softly. Chris bit and pulled at her nipples with his lips and teeth, letting them go suddenly and allowing them to sink back down only for him to push his lips down on them again. His hand that are on my breast kept massaging them tenderly.
Bella saw me, saw that I was watching and she winked at me. She softly bit her lower lip as she took her other breast and brought it up so she can suck on it herself.
But his dick. That’s what’s occupying my mind. I could barely fit it down my throat, and whenever I tried I started to gag. I’ve never had that happen before. I could take a guy’s dick down my throat, no problem. But him and how big and thick the head of his dick is somehow triggering my gag reflex.
“Shit! Shit, god damn it!” I hear him hiss suddenly. His hands went to the back of my head and he’s now pushing and pulling my head up and down his dick. Basically, he’s fucking my face! He’s fucking me furiously, swift and decisive.
“God damn it!” He groaned as he pushed me down forcefully. I felt his cock expand and the muscles bulge, and from the little slit comes a torrent of gooey, sharp tasting cum flooding down my throat. His cock pumped some strong tasting cum into me and the only way I could taste it is that when he would retract it a bit, some of his cum made its way down to my mouth and onto my tongue.
“Shit!” He groaned a final time as his grip loosened, allowing me the opportunity to relish and suck on his dick by my own pace. I could really taste it now, how deliciously sweet and salty his cum tastes.
His cock remained hard, even leaking out more and more leftover cum. I wiped the sides of my mouth, relishing the taste even more, bent down and licked up the leaking fluids. Feeling a little bolder, I straddled him and reached down for his dick.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Came his harsh tone. I look to him, to his face, only to find a hand grab my throat as he slowly lifts me up by wrapping his arm around me. He then released me and I fell to the ground, and I coughed while running my hand around my throat.
He grabbed my hair, bundling it into his palm, then pushed me onto my belly. He slapped my ass, ripped out the remainder of my scrub bottom, then fingered me harshly. It felt…. Fucking amazing! Being completely dominated, I’ve never felt more alive!
I felt him loom over me, like a predator. “You don’t do the fucking. I do the fucking,” he snarled against the back of my neck. “Spread your fucking legs, bitch.”
The way he said “Bitch”, with such vitriol and disgust. I felt a gentle shiver run down my arms and spine. I did as he said, and he slapped my ass again, sending a sharp pain ringing against my skin. He pulled my hair as I felt his dick push and rub against my sensitive pussy. Fuck, I felt so horny and aroused!
He got the head into the entrance, just enough so that he could hold it here without having to hold his heavy dick. His other hand grabbed at my waist, and with a hard thrust he pushed most of his dick into me.
I couldn’t utter a single noise. My mind went blank, instantly all of my senses went into overdrive, and I couldn’t breathe for a second. I felt him draw his dick back, and the ridges of his dick grinding against my insides caused me to orgasm a bit. Then, another heavy thrust that made me cum.
“Fuuuuckkk!!!!” I screamed. “Fuck!!! Fuck me, oh fuck me! Fucking destroy my pussy!”
“Shut the fuck up, whore,” he sternly said in a threateningly low tone. “You’re making too much noise.”
He ripped out a length of the leg sleeve of my scrub, then stuffed my mouth with it. With my screams muffled he’s able to go a little bit faster.
He pushed my back down, my cheeks pressed down against the carpet. He reached down and around my belly and pulled it up so my ass pops out. He gave me a few firm slaps, making me scream in pain while under my gag, then he proceeds to fuck me harshly again.
Dear god it felt so good being dominated. It felt a little liberating and different, weird as it sounds. Why liberating? Because I’m usually the dominant one when I go with my fuck buddies. I set the pace, and I control when the guy cums.
But him? My god. Not only does it feel different, being the biggest dick that has spread my pussy, but being forceful enough, dominating enough, and at the same time I don’t feel unsafe at all. I’m afraid, but not *that* kind of afraid. I’m afraid that he’ll break me. I’m afraid that I won’t ever be satisfied with other men.
He flipped me to my back slowly, then took my gag off. His hands settled next to my head, flanking it, all the while his pelvis gyrates to and fro.
“Hi,” he smiled, “sorry if I’m scaring you.”
“N-n-not at all,” I managed to say. “Oh… Fuuuck that’s good! Hnnnggg so fucking good!”
“Good, just checking in with ya. Alright, go ahead then.”
Before I could comprehend, I see a looming, thick pair of thighs hover over me as Bella plants her pussy over my mouth. I caught a glimpse of her wild grin and wide eyes as she rubbed her delicious, sopping wet pussy against my lips.
“Eat my pussy. Fucking eat it out!” She commanded, and so I lapped up her sweet honey and played her clit with my tongue all the while Chris rammed himself into me, driving me insane. I thought she was just going to watch, and not participate, but I’m guessing watching her beau fuck the shit out of me finally tipped her over the edge. Her white sports bra sailed across the sky and I reached up and played with them while she squealed in delight.
Her ass is nice and fat. Her belly is fit and her thighs are muscular but still soft. She leaned back which allows me to get on her clit better, and I made sure to employ the same technique that Chris did to me earlier.
“Fast… learner…. You fucking bitch,” she uttered in shaky breath. “Shit, you’re good. Not as good as him, but you’ll d-do!”
I can’t really speak, my mouth being occupied at the time. She glanced back towards him and laughed a little. “How’s that pussy babe?“
“It’s snug now. It was tight earlier, but she’s a little loose now,” he groaned while pumping into me relentlessly.
“Who’s pussy is better: her’s or my pussy?”
I hear a frustrated groan from him, I could even hear him roll his eyes. “Babe, c’mon,” he answered. His thrusting slowed down a bit.
Not satisfied with his answer, Bella got off my face, turned around then sat back down. I wrapped my arms up and over her thighs, accepting what she’s giving me.
“Not good enough,” I hear her say and she actually pressed herself down a bit. So much so that I’m actually struggling to breathe.
After a few uncomfortable seconds, I started to feel the air get thing. I slapped her ass a few times, trying to get her attention.
“Hmm? You need some air?” She said in a flirting manner. She wriggled her butt over my face and actually pressed down a bit. I gave her a firm slap and she gave me a seductive *ahhh tsss* then a giggle. “Fine.”
Slowly she got off me and I took a deep inhale. I hear Chris groan, “fuck she’s contracting really hard!”
“That’s enough to make you cum?” Bella teasingly giggled. I kept taking in more air, but having Chris fuck me is making it a little hard. Then, her ass came down again. “Breaks over,” her tone was low as she set herself back down on me.
I think she just turned me into a sub…
“You didn’t answer my question,” I heard through my slurping and licking. “Answer my god damn question *ahhhhnnn*”
Instead of an answer, Chris quickly got himself out of me, grabbed the back of her head, then fucked her face. Bella moaned with satisfaction. “Is this a good enough answer you jealous bitch? Huh? How does she taste? Good?”
When he was done, he slid it back inside me and I couldn’t help but shudder with delight.
Again, she placed an increasing amount of pressure down on me. More and more her ass became heavier. My little fingers tightened around the flesh that they’re grabbing, and all I hear is a condescending giggle from her.
“What’s wrong?” She went on, but I couldn’t answer. “Need some air down there?”
Her patronizing words sounds like honey to my mind. But air still couldn’t reach my lungs so I gave her a slight tap. She gave me another condescending giggle as she slowly, *slowly* got off my face.
“I need a drink,” I hear from Chris. I don’t blame him, he’s been fucking me and fucking me and he must be a little bit exhausted. Bella still was in the process of getting off me, and I could finally start to breathe again.
Once oxygen got to my brain, I’m invigorated with its life giving property. The rush itself is high inducing, and I couldn’t help but smile widely at that.
But Bella pounced on me, wrapping a strong hand around my throat and closing it in around the side. She looked at me, studying me, with her big beautiful eyes. I could feel her hot breath. I could smell the stink of lust on her.
I could feel myself suffocating again…
Oxygen isn’t reaching my brain. She’s closed off the blood vessels on the side of my neck. While I could, technically, breathe my brain isn’t getting any of it.
I feel her finger enter me then she smiled again. Like a predator playing around with her prey. “He’s good, isn’t he? Hmm?” I nodded while my eyes stayed with her. “The best fuck I’ve ever had,” her emphasis on “fuck” made her spittle all over my cheeks. She licked up the slime she deposited all over my face, moaning while her tongue painted my cheeks.
I could feel myself getting lightheaded. I grabbed her arm and then her back, but she only tightened her grip around me and fingered me faster. She watched me, I could see that, and then she finally eased off my neck and then I felt that rush of oxygen going into my brain again. Good lord it felt magical, and I could only laugh maniacally.
“How’s my husband?” She asked, and the crazy from her face disappeared. I looked around to find Chris in the kitchen part of the room, downing some glass full of water.
“If I had found him first, I wouldn’t have so many fuck buddy, that’s for sure,” I answered and she gave this genuine laugh.
“I didn’t expect that answer,” she continued laughing, “Roxxy said the same thing.”
“Seriously,” I felt my pussy tingle a bit and I held in my moan. Her fingers are slowly rubbing my clitoris, keeping me on edge, “s-seriously, he’s the best I’ve had.”
She then slid her hand under my back, then whirls me over so I’m laying on top of her. “Well, you stopped sleeping around, right?” I nodded, “why?”
“Because it’s meaningless. I want something like what you and Chris have, something beautiful.”
She rubbed my back softly, “well that comes with time, effort and luck. Chris is my fifth boyfriend. My other relationships were about 6 months old before I figured out that they’re not for me. So take your time and find someone, give it time and effort, and if it’s worth it to stay with the guy then stay. But don’t compromise your self respect and dignity.”
Words of wisdom…
“S-so how did Alana become… you know…”
She smacked my thigh unexpectedly, which made it even more shocking than I thought. “One of his girls? Are you asking if you can be one?”
I nodded a bit. The look on her face told me to not give her any lie.
“No more girlfriends,” she said with a *harumph* after it. “But, you can be one of the bitch that he fucks if me and the others aren’t available. Like my mom.”
Like her mom? Really? She’s lumping her own mother into the B-team?
Before I could reply, Chris lifts me up and plops me on his shoulder while slapping my ass. He placed me on the bed and hands me a water bottle which I gladly downed. “How wet your pussy and mouth is depends on how hydrated you are,” he said, “so drink up.”
“What… what time is it?” I asked, remembering that my phone is in her car.
“Noon,” Bella asked as she sat next to me, taking the bottle from my hand then tossing it callously over her shoulder.
“Noon!? I-I have work tonight! I -“
Bella stuffed my mouth with her finger, “shut up,” she said with gritted teeth, “you’re not going anywhere today, understand?”
What does she mean!? What’s happening!?
Chris spreads my leg, enough so he can fit there, then he plopped his big, meaty cock right over my crotch. His cock is so heavy and thick and full that I actually heard it’s slap.
“We didn’t want a traditional bachelors party, you know. But we did want something sexy and, well, new-ish. We couldn’t have strippers for him because, well, I don’t trust those kinds of girls. I didn’t want strippers for mine because the only ones who would enjoy a male stripper would be you and mom.”
“But what’s happening?” I begged.
“It’s simple: see, my darling husband here, a long time ago, promised to fuck me all… night… long. Obviously it’s daytime, so we’re just gonna have sex until we can’t anymore. You’re here because, well, you’re a buffer.” She explained while softly biting my earlobes.
“A buffer?” I asked for clarification.
“You’re here because I can’t last that long against him. Alexa is busy, Alana and Roxxy have their own wedding to plan, and Mom is busy with her divorce. I can’t ask Laura because she’s with my brother-in-law, and Emily and Demi didn’t want to complicate their relationship. Raissa is, well, Chris and I decided to not make our friendship with them sexual. So that leaves little old you.”
So, I’m just a plaything for these two. Some meat for them to play with.
Perfect…
Chris leaned forward and started kissing the side of my neck while Bella kissed the other side. Bella rubbed and squeezed my tits, she’s sitting right next to me, while I could feel Chris tease my sore pussy. Bella is taller than I am, she’s taller than Chris, so she has to sit a little further away so we could be level.
“Fuck me. Use me like some cheap whore, please,” I said softly. Bella grabbed me then she laid down so I could be on top of her. I felt her hands spread my ass apart, then I felt Chris’ hand on my waist. “Please. Fuck be as deep as you want,” I told him, and he replied with a slap on my ass.
“Cock hungry, aren’t ’cha,” Bella said, but this is her fault. She made me regress! I shouldn’t have accepted; I should’ve stayed away! Why did I agree to her offer?
Maybe this is just who I am. A whore. A filthy whore who can’t live without a cock in her pussy. A whore who wants to be used and abused, to be someone’s plaything.
Feeling their lips all over my neck and face, me not knowing who’s face to turn to, and Chris’ hot meat stick drumming against me, I couldn’t think completely straight. I can’t be just a plaything for them. I can’t.
But at the same time, just for today, I’ll be their fuck toy.
Chris pulled me closer to the edge, spat in his hand and spreads it over his fat cock’s head. I looked down and held his hand, picked it off his dick then winked at him. I started rubbing his spit all over his cock, and I even added some more. A big dick needs a lot of lubrication after all.
“Ah.. anhhhh fuck!” I groaned loudly as his thick dick spreads my pussy apart and fills up my pussy. He only went midway in, draws back a bit, then a hard thrust that sent my mind into a spiraling whiteness.
“Oh, baby don’t kill her now.”
Her voice is slightly muffled, and my arms couldn’t support me anymore. He held into my waist and slid his hand behind me, but he didn’t stop.
“Ahh! Ahh, fucking… so fucking deep! You’re fucking me so deep!”
“Yup, he likes to press that button in the back. The first time he did it to me, I almost threw my back out because I came so hard.”
Chris kind of laughed. “Is that why you ignored me for two days? I thought I made you mad.”
“No, baby. That was, like the first time you and I had sex and I could barely walk afterwards. Good thing we were in my place,” she laughed. She leaned over towards him and they both started kissing, then he started slowing down until he stopped. “I love you so much, babe.”
“I love you too,” he replied and I felt a slight painful pang of jealousy. Not for these two, but what they have for one another. I wonder if I’ll find something like what they have.
Chris laid me down, told me to scoot up the bed, then be followed me. Bella laid down next to me and brushed my arms, tutting her tongue at me. “Normally, Chris likes it for girls to ride him. He doesn’t really like doggy because he can’t see your face.”
“I-Can I ride you? I wanna ride you,” I asked softly, with shaky voice. Chris clicks his tongue, lifts me up slightly and then pulls me on top of him. His hard dick made its way back into my sopping wet pussy as he held my arms behind me while sucking on my tits.
“I can do whatever you want. You can tie me up. You can whip me, hit me with a paddle. Anything!”
It’s one of the things I’ve been afraid of telling my past partners: how I would like it if they tie me up and hit me with stuff. Nothing hard, just enough to hurt and make me feel alive. Other than that, sex is the only other thing that lets me feel like I’m still part of this world.
I guess I came on a little too strong because Chris was hugging me, gently. My heart felt a little heavy, but I felt loved, in that moment. Shit…
“You’re into that?” Bella chuckled, “hmmm, well we might take you up on that one of these days.”
Then I felt a sharp hit go across my ass. Ooh, the sting traveling outward from the impact felt so good. “Tsss-ahhh… hmmm… harder please.”
I glanced behind my shoulder to find his hand rear back and then fly down to my flesh, striking me so hard that I couldn’t help but cum a little bit. But before I could recover from that, he hit me again and another orgasm started. The combination of his beefy cock inside me while behind hit is something I never thought I’d experience.
“Ahhh, yes… more, hit me more. Pull my hair, bite my nipples, slap my face!”
What I didn’t realize is that Bella had gone to her little backpack. I didn’t realize her climbing up behind me. I didn’t realize her… inserting something into my asshole.
“Ahhh! What the…!? B-Bella, what!?”
She had put on a strap on, and I must say it’s something close to Chris’ size. She laughed a little as she slid her wet dildo into me then I felt her hand in my neck again.
“I’ve always wanted to try this,” she cackled nefariously, “and of course the type of strap-on Alana got has a little thing inside that goes into of me.”
“N-Not my asshole…!” I groaned in pain, but honestly it felt so good and the pain just made it that much better. I’ve never had anal sex before, it wasn’t something I was interested in. But having it forcibly taken from me, by a woman of her caliber, is something I didn’t think would happen.
“Hmmm, were you saving that for a special someone?” She purred against my ears as she continued to shove more of it inside of me. “Ahhh, this feels great! I could get used to this!”
“Bella is that-!! Shit!!” Chris suddenly gasped. He and I both found out that this toy is special: in that it vibrates.
“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!!”
“God this feels amazing! I should’ve been doing this ever since you and I got together, babe!” She hollered with joy while pulling at my hair.
“No! You’re not going to be pegging me!” Chris retorted, obviously distressed.
Bella is on her knees behind me, fucking me in doggy while Chris fucked my pussy with me on cowgirl. This is probably the pinnacle of a sexual fantasy for me. Actually, I’ve never dreamed of being double teamed like this; I’ve always been a 1-on-1 type of girl. But being fucked in the ass and pussy at the same time magnified the amount of pleasure I’m getting.
Bella held up a remote to my face and I watched her press the little button. Immediately I felt this shocking sensation reverberate all over my asshole, and it caused me to loose strength in my arm and fall on Chris’ chest. Bella howled in dire pleasure but I felt my mind melt under all of this action. Bella joined me, too, and I guess the insert into her own vagina vibrated just as hard.
“What do you think?” I hear her say with a sharp click. “Is she good enough, maybe?”
“P-Possible. Her and – *ungh* – Anya?”
“And mom?”
I managed to catch Chris roll his eyes a bit. “Why does she have to be in it?”
“Why not? She deserves to be in our lives!”
“I agree, but like this?” He rebutted which drew a scoff from her. While he argued with her, he kept kissing my neck and chest while she nibbled on the back of my neck. Not a moment passed where I didn’t feel neglected, well with his dick in my pussy and her dildo in my asshole it wasn’t hard to not feel that way.
“I’m just saying, babe, that when I’m pregnant, who’s going to take care of you?”
“What about -“
“Alana and the others? Did you already forget? Silly man,” she chuckled and her voice was like seductive honey. “We planned on getting pregnant at around the same time.”
Is this something I should be around for? This feels super personal.
“Around the- !? What!? That’s going to be super hard on all of us!”
Bella laughed, and it’s a laughter that felt like it pierced through the very fiber of my being. “Let me worry about that,” she declared then wrapped her hands around my neck and pulled me up, forcing me to look at her.
“You like being fucked in both holes at the same time?” Her eyes have a wild look at them, like she’s unhinged but not over the top crazy… yet.
“I l-l-love it,” I answered and then I felt her slam herself into my backside nice and rough. “Oh, fuck that’s… ohhhh…. Ohhh god….”
“You’re a good slut,” she clicked her tongue as she slowly slides her vibrating dildo into me. “You’re a good slut.”
She craned my head to the left so I could face her, making me twist my torso accordingly. This allowed Chris to start sucking on my tires while Bella kissed me on the lips.
“Chris, baby, you almost there? You wanna fill up her juicy pussy with your warm load?”
“Fuck, don’t talk like that! You’re going to make me —“
I felt his grip on my ass cheeks tighten. I felt him push my hips down onto him and he held me there while he deeply moaned. Bella held my face against her, looking down at me while he slides his dildo into my asshole slowly.
“I wanna watch your face. I wanna watch your face while he fills your pussy up.”
She held my gaze by pulling my hair downward. I could feel Chris’ cock expand deep inside me, as deep as he could get it in, and I could feel his shaft bulge and grow thicker.
I don’t know what she saw, but Bella’s eyes told me she enjoyed what she saw. Her man devouring another woman, and she thinks she’s in control.
Feeling Chris’ dick expand inside of me, while my pussy came and squirmed around him, feeling his hand squeeze my ass while he gave me deep, animal-like grunts. Feeling my nipples rub against his hard chest. Dear god, this is the best fucking I’ve ever gotten. Having Bella there, fucking my asshole, just heightened the experience.
When we were done, Bella softly laid me down on top of Chris. I could feel his heart thumping against his chest, racing with what we had just done. I felt Bella’s dildo slowly slide off of me, and I felt my asshole pucker and then blink as soon as she left. Chris’ dick soon left me after then I hear slurps and her finger press against my skin.
“Ahhh,” she sighed loudly as her lips made a popping noise. She stepped off the bed and pranced about, letting her long-ass hair down.
“You guys hungry?” She smiled at us while gently sucking on the tip of her pinky.
“Steaks fine,” Chris answered. “Amber?”
“I-I-I dunno… steak too, I guess,” I answered while my brain reassemble itself.
“Good! Well, after lunch we’ll start again!” Bella declared with a light clap of her hands.
“Again…!?”
“Yes. I told you, we’re fucking all day,” she grinned at me.
“C-can I sleep? I worked all night,” I whined softly while rubbing my forehead against Chris’ muscled chest. He rubbed my back softly as he helped me to my back.
“Go ahead and sleep, but when we need you we’re just going to do what we need to do,” Bella shook her head as she took her phone out and dialed some numbers. “Now, medium rare for your steak?”
~ End of Part 62 ~
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