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By *adyJayne OP Woman
over a year ago
Burnleyish (She/They) |
You start to manipulate my body, you know where you want me and you know I won't complain.
Your touch isn't as gentle now, your fingers plunge deep into my cunt, making sure I am wet and ready for you. You bring your fingers to my mouth and you groan as I take each on in between my lips, you know how my mouth feels around your cock, you've felt it often enough but you want to let those watching know, let them wonder if I'm worth the noises and the twitch in your cock.
After so long in silence its a shock when I hear you speak, you are taking control away from me now, my part of the playtime is over.
"God you're a filthy little bitch " you growl as you wrap my hair round your hand pulling my head back and to one side. I take a breath and hold it, I suspect a number of things are about to happen, I almost flinch expecting or hoping you'll slap me but you don't, instead in one swift motion you sink your teeth into my exposed neck as you push your cock up into my willing cunt.
You hold me there for a moment while you appraise me of the situation. "A filthy bitch in heat, look at you, panting away, pushing down on my cock, the fact there are 5 other men watching only gets you hotter doesn't it?"
I can only groan in submission, coherent thought is far from my mind.
"If you act like a bitch, you should get fucked like one" you growl as you push me to the floor.
It's mere moments before you are back inside me, one hand in my hair causing me to arch my back and look at the men that want what you are so easily taking.
Your running commentary doesn't stop, you know me well, know it's turning me on beyond all reckoning. You tell them how tight my cunt is, how wet it is, telling them that is slightly redundant, they can hear every movement, damn I'm so wet they can probably smell me.
You pull out of me and I whimper at the sudden emptiness, a whimper that turns into a groan as you gently, but insistently push your cock into my willing but tight arse.
I'm caught, unable to move, your hand is a grip of iron in my hair, holding me tight on the full length of you. Your hand snakes round my waist pulling me up onto my knees and then to a crouch, there is no let up from the pressure, if anything it forces you deeper into that tight dark hole.
You perch yourself on the edge of the seat, my body slick with desire. "Legs either side of mine" you command quietly, then addressing the room "let the nice men see their prize" as my legs open to reveal a sight to take anyone's breath away.
My cunt open and exposed, my own cum running down to the juncture of our bodies, everyone can see your cock is as far in my ass as it can be, they are imagining how tight it must feel, how hot, how indescribable it would be to slide into my cunt and share me.
Your hand has moved away from my waist, I am not going anywhere, I'm your slut to fuck as you wish and tonight you wish to share. You pick up the glass of champagne, take a sip, then tip the rest down my body.
"Who wants a taste." You say with a smirk. |
