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Good Little Slut
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Good Little Slut You and I already know one another. You've been plotting something for a few days, but would not tell me what's going on. You come to pick me up at my place. You greet me with a warm, wet kiss that sends shivers down my spine. I want to just drag you to my bedroom, but you stop me. "There's time for that later. We're going for a ride." "Oh yeah? Where to?" Without saying a word, you pull a black cloth from your pocket. It is soft and silky and totally opaque. "Turn around." I tremble a little….a mixture of trepidation and excitement. I barely know you, but somehow I know I can trust you. I do as I am told, and everything goes dark. I can hear the jingling of keys and the opening of the door as you gently guide me through the doorway and down the steps into your waiting car. My heart is pounding a mile a minute. I feel the pressure of the seatbelt across my chest and belly as you secure me into the seat. You brushed your hand across my breasts, causing the nipples to harden even more than they already were. I just know my nipples are really protruding through the thin material of my blouse. I can feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment. I can hear you climb into the driver’s side, clicking your own seat belt, and starting the engine. With the car in gear, we are off to parts unknown (well, unknown to me, anyway). I am relying totally on my other senses now—the sounds coming from the road, the smooth jazz pouring out of the radio, the scent of your masculine cologne wafting to my nose. I feel the very light, warm touch of your hand on my leg, starting at my knees and traveling up. My natural reaction is to stretch my arm to the left and start touching you, but I am stopped mid air with the same hand that was touching me. You placed my hand back in my lap. Ahh, I see now…you want TOTAL control. We drove around for what seemed like hours. Finally, the car pulled off the street and stopped. “Wait here.” I hear the opening and shutting of the driver’s door. I sat in my seat squirming. Where am I? What is he doing? I am tempted to peek under the opaque cloth that covers my eyes, but resisted the urge. I am so aroused I feel my juices moistening the crotch of my panties. You finally return, and set the car in motion again, this time only for a few minutes before parking again. This time, you come to my side to get me and help me out. You guide me with great care to the final destination. I hear an electronic beep and the turning of a handle. We are at a hotel somewhere. You guide me to the edge of a bed. I sit down and remove my shoes. I feel you standing in front of me, stroking my hair. I reach out for you again, and you grab both arms. “Not yet.” “When? I want you so badly.” “You’re going to be a little busy for awhile.” “I am? Doing what?” Silence. You start unbuttoning my blouse and pulling it away from my shoulders. You bring me to my feet and begin to unzip the back zipper of my skirt, pushing it over my hips and down to the floor. Your hot breath breathes into my ear. You gently guide me to a spot on the bed, on my back. I can feel some of your body weight as you lay on me, fully clothed. You start kissing me—on the chin, over the jaw, to my neck. I feel my breathing getting huskier. “My sweet, you are going to be the best little tonight. Everyone will love you.” “Everyone? Who is everyone?” “Oh, just a few friends from VisionPersonals.com. I invited a few select gentlemen to join us here. You are going to look beautiful with cocks in your mouth, pussy and ass…and all covered with cum. Yes…just beautiful…” I swallowed hard. So that’s what he’s been planning—a gangbang for me. The mixed emotions going through me are blowing my mind. “So, let’s get you ready,” he said as he reached around to unhook my black lace bra. “For now, you are to lie on your back on the bed. You will play with every cock that comes within your reach. You will suck each one and let each one fuck you. You will not speak throughout this. You will follow any additional directions as I give them to you. Do you understand?” I took a deep breath. “You will be here with me, right? You won’t leave me?” I can handle this as long as you are near me protecting me. “I won’t leave you. I promise. And if you ever feel like you are overwhelmed and need to stop, just say RED LIGHT and I will stop everything.” “Thank you,” I say, giving a big sigh of relief. I am startled by a knock on the door. “Showtime!” you say. I can hear the smug grin in your voice. I feel my body tremble with excitement as the door knob turns. I hear two men’s voices—yours and a strangers. “Come on in….this is Jasmine.” “Wow, you said she was a beauty—you were right!” I feel my cheeks glowing hot. “She has some nice big tits,” our guest says in a low voice. “She does, doesn’t she? Feel free to touch them.” I feel him climbing onto the bed. Based on how deep the mattress sank I guess he is a big man. I feel a hand glide up my belly and to my dangling breasts. Our guest cups one breast in his hand while playing with the nipple with his other hand. I squirm on the bed, wanting to moan aloud, but trying to hold it in. “Let’s see what’s under here,” says the husky voiced stranger as his hands slip off my black lace panties. Now I am totally naked and have no idea who the man is that is touching me all over. He slips his hand over my mons pubis, slipping a finger in as he goes. I gasp. “Damn, she’s already wet. Little slut.” I wiggled under his touch. I feel a hand grasping mine (not sure if it is his or yours) and guiding it to a crotch that contained an extremely hard cock. I fumble for the zipper. Just then I hear another knock on the door and more male voices, two of them new. I can feel my cheeks flush even more. Strange men are here to use me for their pleasure. And I have to obey. Time passes—how much time I don’t know. When I come back to my senses, I feel my pussy and ass throbbing and my body covered in sticky jizz. I have no idea how many cocks I had. I have no idea what the men looked like that violated me. The room is quiet, and I feel you removing my blindfold. For the first time in many hours, I am able to see. The light in the room is dim (thankfully). I look at you smiling at me. “Did you have fun?” you smirk. I can’t speak—I just give you a punch-drunk grin. You help me up on my wobbly legs and I stumble to the bath to take a shower. You join me and help me wash off all smut and filth left behind by strange men. You pat me dry with a towel and lead me back to bed. “Before we go to sleep….wanna see something?” You pull out a digital camera and begin showing me photos you took during the evening. There are pictures of me with a dick in each hand, a dick in my mouth, getting my ass and pussy fucked, cum dripping out of both holes. I feel so embarrassed and so excited at the same time. You wrap your arms around me. “You did wonderful, my little slut. Very proud of you.” “Thank you.” I feel so safe in your arms. I relax and enjoy playing with your chest hair as I drift off to dream. “Sex is always about emotions. Good sex is about free emotions; bad sex is about blocked emotions.” ― Deepak Chopra Come Visit My Blog! CurvyJasmine |
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I dunno if this is a story or if it really happened, but either way, incredibly hot!
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Thanks! It's a fantasy....maybe someday a reality... “Sex is always about emotions. Good sex is about free emotions; bad sex is about blocked emotions.” ― Deepak Chopra Come Visit My Blog! CurvyJasmine
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Thank you! Glad you enjoyed it. “Sex is always about emotions. Good sex is about free emotions; bad sex is about blocked emotions.” ― Deepak Chopra Come Visit My Blog! CurvyJasmine
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3/31/2013 7:23 am |
WOW YOU ARE DRIVING ME NUT;S
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loved the story,margie “Sex is always about emotions. Good sex is about free emotions; bad sex is about blocked emotions.” ― Deepak Chopra Come Visit My Blog! CurvyJasmine
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