I slept so well last night; I guess yesterday was just so intense it exhausted me on a very psychological level. Miss made good use of that fact, though, when she came to wake us. I don’t know what she tried first, only that I woke up to a weird smell and warm, sticky feeling on my face. Still groggy I rubbed my eyes, smearing it everywhere. As I opened them I could see a blurry image of Miss squeezing the last of the boy’s cum from his hard cock onto my face.
“Morning cumsluts” she smiled widely, getting up, wiping her hand on his hair, and heading downstairs. Some of his load dribbled down my chin and dripped onto my chest as I got up and we followed her down. As we served her I could feel it starting to dry in places, and I could smell nothing else. Unlike other days, Miss left nothing over for us, and as we cleared up we could hear her welcoming guests through in the other room.
I recognised them the moment we came through to join them; the two couples from our day as furniture. All four of them were already naked, the girls crouched beside the guys jerking off their hard cocks. “Breakfast is served” Miss chimed, acting like the presenter of some cheesy gameshow. “Come on, get it while it’s fresh”
Blushing we both got down on our knees and opened our mouths in front of the cocks, the guys looking down at us eagerly, the girls stroking harder and faster. Pretty soon both guys were letting loose their huge, thick loads straight between our waiting lips. The boy hesitated longer than I did before swallowing it gingerly down; his first time? How naive to keep it in your mouth longer than absolutely necessary I giggled to myself.
I can tell you that cum is definitely not substitute for food; but surprisingly a big load like these guys produce, along with the distraction of being used, can take the edge off of the hunger itself.
“Hang on,” Miss stepped in, “She’s one load ahead isn’t she. We should fix that”. Right on cue another guy walked in, jerking his cock – probably having watched the whole thing so far. He stood over the boy and quickly pumped out a load over his face, definitely larger than the one the boy had managed on me earlier. “Much better” she laughed, now for the rinse cycle.
The girls stood up, each lifting a leg over us, their pussies only inches from our faces, and began to wriggle fingers up against their g-spots, rubbing their clits while the guys helped hold them up. I guess maybe I felt then like the boy felt with a cock pointed at him; except that even a straight girl agrees that a woman’s body is way more aesthetically pleasing than a dick.
I looked up and watched her, the look of pure lust on her face, throwing her head back and shrieking. I’m no squirter myself, but I’m aware of it and I’ve seen it; and Miss’ comment told me what to expect. But I was nervous of it all the same; I’ve heard that it’s just pee really.
Even then, I was still horny and wet from being Miss’ plaything, and I knew that the nerves and humiliation of it would only make me even hornier and wetter. I kept watching quite eagerly as her body started to jerk, my own pussy clenching and aching along with her. I closed my mouth in expectation, and watched as she pulled out her fingers suddenly, showering me with a brief gush of her juices. She didn’t even pause before jamming them back inside herself again, and minutes later was showering me with some more. There was no smell, it felt just like some warm water splashing over me; and I most definitely got very worked up from the situation. And probably a little jealous.
Unsurprisingly the guys were plenty ready to go again after that, and I remembered being impressed at their recharge abilities from the other day. The two guys I’d seen before grabbed me greedily, one lounging back on the sofa and straddling me over him. The other guy began to draw the plug out from my ass, I could hear him mumble and groan as he watched my asshole stretch around the large bulb; I worried that I wouldn’t be tight enough for him to enjoy anymore.
But I didn’t need to be; before long they were both fucking my holes and groaning. “Fuck, I’ve wanted to do this since Wednesday” the guy under me moaned, taking one of my nipples between his lips despite the half-dried cum. I shrieked, the pleasure of being used and fucked just overwhelming. I came so fast I could hardly believe it, but the guys kept going; drawing out my climax until finally one slammed into my ass hard, depositing his huge load. The other took a little longer after the first pulled out, and by the time he did I could feel cum dribbling from my ass.
Collapsing sideways onto the sofa I looked over to see the boy’s ass being plowed similarly hard, and quickly being filled with cum like mine.
After lunch, and a few more deposits being left on our bodies, the group left; but Miss still had more plans for us. She knelt us both down in the middle of the room back to back, tied our arms and torsos together, then took a seat opposite where she could watch. “I’ve invited a few… friends. Or should that be more friends. I’m sure you’ll make them very happy”.
We waited quietly for a while, still feeling cum leaking from my holes onto my feet, before we heard the door. Both of us turned to look and saw a guy walk in. His eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he looked at us, then to Miss, and back. She grinned her delicious evil grin as he simply got out his cock and stood over me, jerking off. I looked up at him, smiling sweetly and that seemed to be enough – he exploded on my face. It wasn’t much, but it was warm and thick and I was starting to enjoy this feeling.
Person after person of all shapes, sizes, genders, appearances came (pun intended) and went all afternoon. Some stayed to leave their mark on us both, others picked just one (usually me). Some preferred my face, others my tits, others in my mouth. Thick, sticky gunge oozed all over my body, dribbling down, dripping from my chin and nipples, and continuing to leak from my holes. Before Dinner Miss plugged us both back up with whatever cum was left.
Honestly, I’ve never felt so good to be so filthy. It’s mostly dry now, and feels very strange; like some kinky all over beauty mask.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e7wizf/advent_kinkendar_december_8th_ffmmmmmmmmmmm
Correction. Can’t wait till the ninth i forgiot what day it was.