I have always had a fantasy involving two guys. A few months ago, Alex and I discussed trying
to make this fantasy real for me. We found Matt online. After a couple months of discussing one
on one and as a threesome, we laid the groundwork for meeting and potentially having a scene
together if the chemistry was great in person. Our agreement would include a consent/non-
consent scene if I gave it the green light. My code to proceed with our plans would be ordering a
Shirley Temple from the bar. Everything was agreed upon and Matt and Alex discussed their
plans separately.
We planned a date halfway between our locations, in a city with an active nightlife. Alex and I
booked a hotel for the two, possibly three of us, and were meeting Matt at a local night club.
Matt fits my type. Slightly older, built arms and shoulders, and tattoos for days. You could easily
see the similarities between Alex and Matt. As a submissive, Alex is my husband and dominant.
He took the lead and pulled us to the bar. He ordered our drinks as Matt approached and
introduced himself formally. The conversation flowed, laughs were shared as the small and
subtle touches started from both men. The attention was intoxicating. The anticipation was
electrifying. I ordered my Shirley Temple from the bartender and set things into motion.
It wasn’t long before I needed a bathroom break. I excused myself and headed towards the
back. I felt two sets of eyes watching me walk away from the bar and down the hall. The
bathroom was loud and crowded. I handled my business in the stall and watched two boots
appear under the door. Whispers started from the other girls in the bathroom. I opened the door
to stand face to face with Matt.
He pulled me forward into him. I put my hands on his chest to catch my balance as his grabbed
my neck, pulling me straight to my tip toes as his lips crashed to mine.
He turned my head to the side and growled into my ear, “You’re mine for the rest of the night
and coming with me now.”
“Wait, what about Alex?” I objected.
Matt gripped the back of my neck, led me from the bathroom and further down the hall and out
the back door. Once outside he slammed me against the side of the building and groped me. I
know what I agreed to but I was still a bit shocked. Matt slide his hand up my dress and hit my
ear lobe.
“No panties, does Alex make that rule for his little submissive?”
He turned me around, pushed my front up against the brick side of the building and shoved two
fingers into me from behind. Matt finger fucked me until I came on his hand.
He shoved his two finger into my mouth, “lick them clean baby girl, quickly, we have a hotel
room to get back to.”
I did as I was told. Matt removed his fingers when he was satisfied. I was a mess, I could feel it.
My dress was disheveled, don’t doubt my make was smeared, my heart was racing, and my
legs were shaking.
Matt eased back, letting me have some space, and I pushed back from the wall only to stumble
as I tried to turn around to face him. Matt caught me in his arms.
“Here, I got you.” He picked me up and cradled me to his car in the parking lot. We were back at
the hotel valet in a matter of minutes.
“Is Alex back in the room already?” I asked during the elevator ride.
“He is.”
Matt opened the room to the suite and ushered me inside.
Alex was there, enjoying a glass of whiskey, half undone, button shirt opened. I started to go to
him and Matt pulled me back. I was still facing Alex as Matt slid the zipper of my dress down. He
pulled one of the straps off my shoulder and I let it fall to the floor. I was naked facing Alex and
Matt behind me. He grabbed my wrists, pulling them behind me into one of his hands. He pulled
loose his tie and bound my wrists together.
He pushed me toward Alex across the room.
“What should we have our little play thing do first?” Matt asked Alex.
“Has she been good for you?” Alex asked in return.
“She has.”
“Then we should probably reward her with a facial.” Alex laughed.
I watched Alex pull out his dick, stroking it as he approached me. I try to be good, especially
when I am getting so much attention from two handsome men. I got to my knees without asking,
proud of myself for doing what I should be doing and opened my mouth for him. He grabbed a
fist full of hair and pulled my head back to look at him.
“Be a good girl and make Daddy cum for you.”
He pushed my head down on him and started fucking my mouth. Tears pricked at my eyes as I
started gagging immediately. He did not go easy on me and this was not gentle. I knew things
would be tougher with two men but this was roughest blow job I have been subjected to. Matt
came into my frame of vision and I could see him stroking his own cock. This is the first glimpse
I have gotten of him and he was long and thick, just like Alex. Panic set in thinking about how
this night could go and if my small frame could take these cocks together.
Alex pulled my head back long enough to catch a few breaths before slamming his cock to the
back of my throat. “Do you want to taste Matt too?”
I moaned yes because I couldn’t speak.
Matt moved closer to Alex, his cock standing tall for me. I willing took as much of him in my
mouth as I could. This started a pattern of me choking on one dick for a few stroke and then the
next. Back and forth between the two. Matt started to cum in my mouth forcing ny head to stay
down on him.
“Drink me up baby girl,” he said.
The sight must have set Alex over the edge because he shot ropes of cum on my face. I had
cum dripping from the edges of my mouth with a cock still stuffed in me and cum in my eyes,
nose, and everywhere.
Alex grabbed a towel to clean me up first. Matt came back with a glass of water and gave me
gentle sips.
Both men were naked in front of me when Matt spoke, “let’s just check in for a minute. Delilah
are you good with continuing with our plans? There will be more pain, bondage, we still plan on
ending the night how we discussed.”
“Yes, Sir, I want to continue.” I remained kneeling in front of the men.
Alex went to the desk which had an array of toys and other items I have seen before and I didn’t
know he had. Maybe they were things from Matt.
Matt pulled the comforter of the bed back revealing the restraints one of them must have put
there prior.
Alex instructed me to stand. He took the tie off my wrists and replaced it with a cuff on each
wrist and the same for each ankle. My body shivered. Matt grabbed something from the table.
“Go to the bed and get on all fours, face the headboard.” I am not even sure which one said it. I
did as I was told, ass and pussy on display for both men. One of them approached me and I felt
the cold metal of what Matt grabbed being dragged along my skin, up my back, around my
shoulder.
“Open Delilah.” Matt placed the small size butt plug into my mouth. “Get it good, warm and wet
for you ass baby girl.” Once he was satisfied, he pulled it out of my mouth, gentle spread my ass
cheeks and pushed it into my tight back door. I fisted the sheets.
“Good, now spread Eagle face down on the bed.” Alex began to fasten my cuffs to the four
corners.
“Tell is your code word again.”
“Orange.”
“Tell us your slow down and ease up code word again.”
“Yellow.”
Smack! Right to my ass. I don’t know which man landed the first blow but I yelped. The hand
carassed my ass cheek as a riding crop came down on the back of my thigh. Then fingers were
stroking my wet pussy lips. I couldn’t tell who was doing what, who’s hand were who’s, or what
would happen next. The dark edges of sub space were closing in on me as my body began
reacting on its own.
I could feel my hips moving into the bed. I wanted more to fill me or something or someone to
rub my clit. I was feeling desperate to come. An assault began on my ass and pussy. The
flogger would come down on my ass hard, then the crop would slap between my legs onto my
wet pussy and then two fingers would push into. This continued until my body was bucking
against the restraints, my ass was throbbing, pussy was soaked and burning, my moans turned
to scream into the bed. I came so hard.
As I was coming down, one of the men, pulled out the butt plug and dragged the next larger one
through my wet folds before pushing the bigger one into ass. My vision was blurry as I watched
the other unhook my wrists and ankles and turn me right side up.
Alex’s face appeared above mine as he pushed his dick into my throbbing pussy. I almost came
instantly from being properly filled with my Dom’s cock.
“Matt come up here and choke her. She is going to soak the bed.”
Matt placed his hand around my neck as Alex fucked me. I couldn’t suck in a breath and I
gushed over Alex’s cock. His moan turned to a growl.
Alex pulled out. Matt let go.
“You gotta try it. You fuck her now and feel this”
They switched places and Matt finally put his dick in me. He felt amazing, thick and hot. Just like
Alex. Alex held my neck and kissed me before he squeezed and sucked the air out of me. I
fished again.
“Holy fuck!” Matt moaned. “You are amazing Delilah.”
Watching these two Gods make love to me pushed me over the edge again. I started to orgasm,
arching moody body clear off the bed, my eyes rolled back and I passed out.
I came to with a man on each side of me. Both affectionately stroking my body. I was still hazy
when Alex asked, “are you ready for your finale.”
I knew what I asked for, but my body was spent. I also didn’t want to waste the opportunity. I
knew the plug was still in me too so it was now or never.
“Mmm hmmm. I want to do this. I want to know what it feels like and to share it with both of you.”
Matt pulled away. Laying flat on his back, his huge cock sticking straight up.
I pushed myself up slowly and climbed on top of him. Impaling myself on his cock. Alex moved
in behind us and slowly pulled the plug from my ass. I leaned forward as Matt took both my tits
confident he was distracting me from Alex’s big dick that was about to violate my ass.
Alex pushed in slowly. My body went stiff, sweat broke out all over me, this was too much.
These men were going to tear me apart from the inside. Matt bit down in my nipple and slide his
other hand between us to my clit and rubbed. They both started speaking.
“Relax baby girl.”
“Breathe.”
“Let him in.”
You got this, you can take us both.”
“We will do the work just open.”
Their voices, those sexy deep voices, soothes me and my body. I could feel my wetness pooling
between me and Matt as Alex pushed in the rest of the way. We were all still for a minute. Alex
pulled back out and pushed in again, he found a rhythm. Each man had a hold of me and Matt
began to thrust alternating from Alex. I was being fucked by two men for the first time ever. So
complete aware of every single inch, every breath, and touch.
I gave my body up to these two men and the ecstasy was beyond my wildest fantasies. I would
never feel like this again, this first time. My orgasm was building and in the build I had a desire
to move and push and pull with both men, letting Alex drive into my ass harder and deeper and
the grind of Matt on my clit. I became a woman possessed, unrecognizable. My head was back
against Alex in abandon. Wave after wave hit me in a never ending orgasm, exploding from my
core.
“You’re so tight.” Alex said as he started to cum.
“I could fuck you all night Delilah.” Matt groaned as he started to cum in me.
I collapsed on Matt’s chest, breathing heavy, dripping sweat and cum from all three of us.
Category: eroticliterature
Roscoe Forthright. Mouth of One Thousand Cocks
**Kimmie says** she wants to make a video of herself sucking my cock. She adds, *Please.* I have no reason to refuse such a polite and pleasant request.
She says, “It will be a short film with voice-over narration. I have written this script. I will record the narrative first. Then we can make the video.” She handed me the script below:
“**This is art. It serves its own purposes.** Dear viewer, if you do not like what you see.
I truly do not care. Watch something else.
If this was porn, the whole point would be getting the big cock hard, and watching it spurt.
That is both entertaining and personally valuable to people who want to watch videos and masturbate. **Many boys, and more than a few girls, get off watching me suck cock.**
But that is not what I am up to, at this moment, with this cock. I have held many lovely cocks in my mouth, cocks of many shapes, sizes and colors, circumcised and uncircumcised. All those boys were truly excited at the time, wanting to spurt spurt spurt, gush gush gush into my mouth and onto my face. Now and then I would have two or three boys at the same time, **usually in Texas, big cocks from the big state, blasting semen onto my tongue**, splashing over my cheeks and eyelids, splashing over my breasts.
Pre-pandemic I drove two hours out of the city to worship a woman’s pussy.
In general I’m a people pleaser, but I particularly love pleasuring a woman who truly craves oral worship. I particularly love orally worshipping women who miss it or who have never experienced it. It’s not easy to find women who truly understand my focused desires and are completely comfortable with my situation. We connected online a couple months before the world changed into lockdowns and quarantines, garnered several wonderful conversations, but nothing that truly translated into the genuine experience I crave.
That all changed when I received a message from a woman asking if I ever make it to her city, a couple hours from Toronto and I replied “only if I have a good reason”, well let me tell you she is an amazing reason! I rely on instinct when I interact with people and even more so when trying to figure out possible connections. I’m brutally upfront about myself, my situation, and my limits. But rarely have I connected with someone equally open about themselves, why they too are searching to be worshiped, and truly want it to actually happen. Messages on here turned to texts, texts turned to calls, and calls quickly turned to a hotel date. Truth be told, hearing her cum for me over the phone I would have done anything to make it happen in person.
trying out writing this type of literature, hope you like it.
Even though it may be overdone I think that the idea of the guy siting in a zoom Meeting at tbe kitchen table, I would come out and see that he was in a meeting and then leave again.. but a couple of minutes later. I crawl back in slowly on my knees. They would see me and start to get red faced with enbarasment and knowing what was going to come. I would crawl underneath the table and once I got to his knees kiss the caps softly. Moving my hands from his ankles to his knees slowly going further up with each stroke. I would the slowly spread his knees so that I now sit between them and use one hand to hold his junk in my hands and slowly press and move over his clothes. My other hand rubbing his inner thigh. I would lean down and kiss the now growing buldge. He would probably squirm haha. But I would then take my hands and grasp for the hem of tbe pj pants you almost always wear to a zoom Meeting down to the floor. His junk is pressing on his underwear leaving a small wet spot. I kiss this spot and continue to rub with one hand and the other kn the inner thigh. Grasping and holding him close making sure to qesture for him to be quite. I want more. And I pull down the last hem in the way. His PP (perfect penis) is not almost all the way hard. My hands now concentrate on his inner thighs. And slowly reaching around to his lower back and butt pulling him closer while grasping his skin. I feel him tense and breath hitch. He is close enough now. I open my mouth and lightly suck… i feel the pressure of his hardness on my inner cheaks in my mouth and I feel him pressing against the back of my throat wanting to go all the way. I look up to see that he is brought red and is struggling to keep himself contained. For a brief moment he looks down and meets my eyes. At that moment I relax and let him pass down my throat..I know he feels my muscles in my throat and neck tense but in a good way. I let go to get a breath and then feel his hand om the back of my head grasping for my hair. He puts me back in my place on his dick and I hear him excuse himself from the meeting claiming a sudden “illness” and once I hear the chime go. He releases me and as soon as he does he pulls his chair back and pulls me into his lap. All I wore was his shirt and a white thong. I sit on his lap and feel the tip against my thigh. I want him so bad… I am going to stop there lol
“Nothing happened here.” [M21/TF21]
There she was. Yes. She. She had just come out of the closet. Drunk. Alone. Bella couldn’t handle the fact that she lost her friends all of a sudden. And even at this houseparty, she couldn’t find new people that would accept her.
Enzo didn’t even. He had a thing for women with dicks. No, just for dicks really, but he wouldn’t dare to accept that as a typical jock. Instead, he would suppress each urge, with the excuse of being ‘too horny to think’ or ‘fetishizing a pure fantasy’.
He had enough though. Wanted to act on those lustfull fantasies he had. When he saw Bella walking to a room, and laying down, Enzo joined her, after locking the door secretly.
“And now what?” She drank up the alcohol in her cup. “You’re here to bully me? Mock me? What?”
Enzo stayed quiet, and slapped her as hard as he could. Her cheek got just as red as her top.
He turned her around before she could even react. She had drunked too much for that, in contrast to him.
Chapter 32. How a sweet Sorority girl with a PhD and kids got into the Lifestyle and ultimately became a Hotwife. Birthday wish come true.
I stood before Zack. Emboldened by the look in his eye. His lust flickered hot in the dim light. Standing between his legs, he reached out to me and helped me lift my shirt up and over my head. He leaned back against the couch and stared quietly, almost as if to drink me in. The only think I was wearing at this point was my jewelry, a chunky silver necklace with matching earrings. My nude body was outlined by the lamplight behind me, creating a silhouette of desire. In a swift movement, Zack unbuttoned and removed his own shirt, leaving him in just his slacks…. chapter continued in comments (Reddit isn’t letting me post long text for some reason)
Camping Trip part 1
He was sitting next to her on a bench with their thighs touching slightly. She wasn’t sure If he purposely left his leg there or if he thought it was a part of the bench leg. He got up to get a sip of water from his tent and sat back down, pressing his leg back into her. There was no way he didn’t realize it was her leg, as the skin on skin contact was sticking with their thighs on a hot summer day. He moved his foot and crossed ankles with her, slowly moving his ankle up and down her ankle. Her insides wiggled and warmed as her panties soaked wet instantaneously. She thought about the thought of him above her, straddling, grinding and thrusting as he’s grabbing the sheets with his veiny hands with a hard grip. She came back to reality when their friend stood between them and put his hand on their shoulders, telling them it’s time to get the fire started for dinner.
A NSFW reply
There’s an hour before lunch and my notifications go off again.
“What would you do if I suddenly got out of that elevator?”
It’s the group chat. The one with another co-worker in it. It’s the chat I write in when I can’t stop thinking of you but need to regulate my behaviour and pull myself together.
My composure is already in tatters. I’m minding the front desk and I’m trying my damned hardest to get the thought of ‘The Secretary’ out of my mind. I try to ground my hands and feet and banish the kinky thought of me begging you to take control over me.
Every inch of my body craves submission to you, how the fuck do I answer that question. I’ve bitten my lip so many times today thinking about you that I suspect I’ll start bleeding any minute.
I know exactly how my body would respond if you got out of that lift. I’m already far too wet after just fantasising about you. If you appeared right there and then I’d have to get up immediately out of fear of soaking thrihgh into the reception chair, and exposing this dirty secret.
My Adventures with Fair Emma / Part 1: The Departure
(Gentle Femdom / Fantasy! / Exhibitionism / M22/F22)
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I knew I was in trouble the moment the goldsmith asked me to escort his daughter Emma to the adventurer’s guild in Lumenwald.
It was a long trek, three whole days, through unforgiving wilderness. The goldsmith, a man of some wealth but little fortitude, asked for me in this quest, not so much out of trust of my ability than trust in my lack of ambition and striving. Unlike the great men of our town, I sought not greatness, pursued not women, and my heart carried little need to possess let alone steal. He trusted his daughter in my hands. I was the only fit young man capable of protecting her without threatening to overstep her boundaries.
The Ways of Lust Ch. 05 (M30s/F30s)
[Read the previous chapters here](https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1158050)
***All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older***
”Hello, Mark,” Suzanne said, an amused grin on her face as she watched me try to avoid seeming flustered. As if she hadn’t just watched me climb out from under Senna’s desk while shoving my spent cock back into my pants.
“Suzanne,” I replied, hoping she or Senna would volunteer some information about what was going on here.
“Why don’t you come and have a seat?“ Suzanne said as she patted the sofa cushion next to her. As I crossed the room she added with a wink, “And I promise, no surprise footjobs this time.”
If I hadn’t just gotten one I probably would’ve been disappointed. But, having just released my sexuality all over Senna’s foot, I was prepared to listen. I sat on the couch and glanced over to see Senna cleaning her foot with wet wipes.
“Geez, Mark,” she exclaimed. “So much cum.”
“You have beautiful feet,” I responded with a shrug. She really did. Her arch and sole had felt so soft rubbing across my cock and her wiggling toes seemed eager to grip the head. She knew what she was doing.