Kitten Gets Shared [MMF]

My sophomore year of college I met Jack. He was in his 40s, confident, and gorgeous as hell. He was 6’ 4”, completely ripped, salt and pepper hair, and greenest eyes I’ve ever seen. We met in a bar while I was out with some friends and I could not understand why he even wanted to talk to me. I was intrigued, entranced, enraptured (as Josh Lyman would say, ensourceled) by him. He towered over my 5’1″ stature and made me feel tiny even though I was a little self-conscious about my newly acquired freshman 15 situation. After going home with him that night, I realized that was a rather experienced Dom with lots of connections to the BDSM community in the city – something I was very excited to explore. He started taking me to parties and sex clubs and introducing me to different kinks. We found out quickly that I loved being his sub, that I was apparently quite bratty, and that I was a complete slut for anything involving bondage and ropes. While I had always been an extrovert who loved to flirt, Jack was encouraging me to lean into my sluttier side and follow through on more of the suggestive comments I made.

One day we were in his apartment hanging out with his friend Jason, watching some football on TV, and drinking a few beers. I’m a huge football fan and my team was losing badly which escalated my drinking and by half time I had a pretty decedent buzz going. I went to the bathroom and on a whim, left my panties there. Jack loved it when I went without undies (but I was usually less comfortable with it) and I figured I could tease him a little with the knowledge that I wasn’t wearing any and that the teasing would lead to some pretty great sex after the game was over.

I grabbed a couple of beers on my way back to the living room. I gave Jason one first, bending over enough that Jack could easily peek up my skirt and discover my lack of panties. I walked over to Jack and gave him his and (just case he had missed it) I whispered in his ear that I wasn’t wearing an panties as I handed off the beer. I turned to head back to the kitchen to get one for myself, but before I could even take a step, Jack grabbed my wrist and pulled me back towards him. He looked a little incredulous and said “Are you serious?”

I gave him a flirty smile, “Are you calling me a liar?”
Jack pulled me down into his lap, my back pressed against his chest and looked over at Jason. He wrapped an arm around my waist and said, “I think you need to tell our guest what you told me.” I panicked. I squirmed trying to get off his lap and shook my head no. But Jack held onto me, “You’re the one who brought it up – why shouldn’t you share with everyone?” I tried to turn around to look at him but he tightened his grip around me and I could feel his breath against my ear. “If you don’t tell him, I will.”

I was stunned. I couldn’t even bring myself to make a noise other than what must have been a pretty pathetic whimper. Jack loosened his grip on me and reached up to stroke my hair. He softened his voice and said, “Don’t you want to be a good little slut and show my friend a nice time?” I stared at Jason who seemed to be having a hard time trying to remain neutral. I nodded yes without saying anything. “So why don’t you tell him what you told me? I’m sure he’d be very interested.” I could feel myself blushing. I dropped my gaze to the floor and whispered, “I’m not wearing any panties.” Jack laughed at me, “Come on now you can do better than that!” He tangled his fingers into my hair, forcing me to look up and look directly at Jason, “Once more, with conviction.” I took a deep breath and gathered myself. I looked Jason in the eye and said, “I’m not wearing any panties.”

Jason literally groaned and said, “Where do you find these perfect little sluts, Jack? You’re so damn lucky!” I could *feel* the smirk on Jack’s face even though I still had my back to him. Then he said, “We should check tho, right? Make sure she’s not just teasing us?” He slid his hands down my thighs, grabbing the hem of my skirt, “She’s such a little exhibitionist, Jace – you would not believe how she loves to put on a show.” I closed my eyes, completely mortified, as Jack hiked up my skirt and used his own thighs to spread mine apart. He swiped one finger across my pussy, “Look at how wet my little whore is, Jason.” My pussy spasmed and I felt myself getting even wetter as he said those words. He pressed his finger to my lips and instinctively I opened my mouth and licked it clean.

Jack let my legs go and pulled me into him again turning my head to face him. He kissed me softly on the lips and looked at me – checking in to make sure everything was still fine and giving me space to use my safeword if I wanted. I didn’t. I nodded yes thinking that he would use his fingers to make me cum in front of Jason or ask me to show Jason how I make myself cum. What I did not expect was that, the second I nodded yes, Jack roughly shoved me off his lap and onto the floor. “Jason looks like he’s having some struggles with his pants over there, Kitten. Why don’t you go help him out.” I attempted to stand to cross the room, but promptly felt Jack’s foot on my lower back, “Crawl.” And I did.

I made my way over to kneel in front of Jason and could see the bulge in his jeans where his already hard cock was straining against the material. He seemed a little afraid to touch me. As if the whole situation would fall apart if anyone made just slightly the wrong move. He gripped the arms of the chair he was sitting in tightly as I undid the buttons and zipper on his pants with slightly shaky fingers. I pulled out his cock, wrapped my hand around the base of it, and licked the head tentatively. I could feel the tension leave Jason’s body as I wrapped my lips completely around his dick. He moaned and slipped down in his chair a little. Things began to get a bit rougher from there. Jason quickly got his hands into my hair and began using it to control how quickly and deeply I took him in my mouth. I did the best I could to keep up with my tongue, but he was really controlling the entire blow job. He pushed my head down until I gagged on his cock and held me there for a second while commenting, “God damn, that’s one hell of a talented mouth, Jack!” I could hear Jack chuckle a little, “What can I say? She get’s a lot of practice these days.”

I assumed Jason was getting close to cumming because he let go of my hair and slowed me down. I pulled completely away from him thinking I’d get a second to catch my breath. But Jack grabbed me by the hair instead, pulling be back and tossing me on the floor with my back against the couch. In a second, he was in front of me, shoving his dick in my mouth so I was trapped between him and the edge of the cushion. He fucked my mouth mercilessly, forcing me to gag and choke on his cock until my eyes watered.

He pulled away and left me gasping to catch my breath. He stood over me for a second before helping met to my feet and kissing me rather sweetly in stark contrast to the rough face fucking. “You really are the perfect slut, aren’t you?” He cupped my ass with his hands and pulled me tightly into him. “Now tell me, who do you want to fuck you first?” I just stared at him, speachless. He smacked me hard on the ass, “Kitten, I asked you a question. Who do you want to fuck you first? Me or Jason?” I stuttered a little, unsure of what to really say. Another hard smack to my other ass cheek. “If you don’t answer me, Kitten. We’ll have to punish you rather than reward you for how good you’ve been so far.” I huffed and looked back at him defiantly. Jack liked to show me off, but was generally pretty possessive. He had never let another man fuck me and I was certain he wouldn’t actually go so far as to involve someone else in a punishment. Clearly, I was incorrect.

He picked me up and bent me over the back of the couch, flipping up my skirt to expose my bare ass and pussy. Then he picked up his belt from the floor and gave me three quick and hard spanks with it across my exposed ass. “What do you think, Kitten? Should Jason get the chance to spank you too?” I looked at back him, not believing that he really would, “You wouldn’t.” Jack just smiled at me and passed his belt over to Jason. Jason proceeded to give me two more (lighter) spanks across my ass and one hard one across the back of my thighs. That one made me scream. I buried my face in my arms trying to hide the tears that had materialized from the sting of the last belt, but Jack knew. He grabbed my hair again and lifted up my head. “Are you ready to tell us who gets to fuck you first?” “Jason,” I whispered.

I felt Jason approach me from behind. He rubbed his hands lightly over my ass in the areas where the belt had made contact with my skin. I think he was attempting to soothe away the pain and redness. He pushed my legs further apart and began teasing my pussy with his fingers. “She so fucking wet, Jack.” Jack laughed, “A spanking usually has that effect on her.” I felt Jason’s fingers slide into my pussy followed quickly by his cock. He started out slow, picking up the pace as I clearly reacted favorably to the feeling of his cock inside me. He slid one hand around my hips and started teasing my clit with his fingers as he continued to fuck me. Jack stroked my hair and my back telling me what a good slut I was being for him and how much he loved watching me get fucked. Jason’s fingers on my clit were really doing the trick and I could feel my orgasm building. Clearly Jason could too because he said to Jack, “I think she’s about to cum, should we let her?” I looked up at Jack, silently begging him. Just to infuriate me, he said, “I dunno man, did she really earn it?” Jason took pity on me, “I dunno, we put her through a lot today, I think she deserves to cum.” Jack just replied with, “Alright then.”

Jason redoubled his efforts on my clit. Massaging it, pinching it and flicking it while he pumped his cock in and out of my pussy until I came with his cock inside me. He pulled out before he could cum and let Jack take over. Jack showed much less mercy. He grabbed my hair and shoved his cock inside me. He fucked me hard and fast, leaving me me completely unable to move or make a sound other than the moans that came with each thrust of his dick. But Jack also knew how to play my body at this point and within a few minutes he had me cumming again. He held me tight as my entire body shook and said to Jason, “Look at how much this slut loves my cock. She came all over it without me even having to do anything.” I nearly came again from hearing him say that.

He fucked me for another few minutes before pulling out of my pussy. He shoved me to my knees and he and Jason stroked their dicks over me until they both came on my face. I licked both their cocks clean before heading to the bathroom to clean myself up too. When I came back they had both re-dressed and were sitting on the couch watching the game, which was about half way through the fourth quarter, as if nothing had happened. Jack handed me a fresh beer and pulled me down to snuggle in next to him. He looked way from the TV for a second to kiss my temple, “You’re good?”. I nodded, “Yeah, I’m good.”

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ddf153/kitten_gets_shared_mmf