"Tell me again."
The voice cut through the haze of sensation. Whenever she spoke, the clouds seemed to lift for a moment, the all-consuming pleasure from the fingers toying with her slit dampening a little.
"I’m…..I’m not a lesbian." Fingertips brushed her clit, and her back arched.
"You don’t like other women like that."
"I…." Time had lost all meaning. She’d met up with her new roommate, barely had time to wonder why in a dorm for five only she had been there, before she’d found herself being led to the other girl’s room. "I… I don’t like other women like that….."
"You aren’t turned on right now."
"I’m not…." But she was. The fingers running through her folds were delicious, better even than when she herself played with them, and she had no excuse for why her hand clutched at one breast, rolling her nipple. Every now and then she’d tried to leave, but then the fingers had slid within her, and all she could manage was to buck her hips, forcing herself further down onto them.
"You’re not my slut."
"I’m not…" Rebecca had almost spoken the words before her brain fully understood them. Briefly the certainty that she needed to get out of there flickered vaguely through her mind, but as if responding to it the fingers delved again, a thumb brushing her clit, and it was gone.
"You’re not my slut."
"I’m not your slut…." She’d left the door open. Any of their other roommates walking past would be able to look in and see the two of them, the cool, collected woman sitting on the bed, and her, desperate, crying out, lying there. Maybe she’d already got to them. At the moment she wasn’t sure which would be worse.
"You’re not my slut."
"I’m not your slut." She was getting there, she knew. New waves of heat were rolling down her body. She tried tearing her sight away from the woman seated over her, tried to focus on men, on dicks, on something - but each vision swam before her eyes and became shorter, curvier, and beautiful.
"When you cum… it will have no effect on you."
"When I cum…" It was there. Her hand no longer tired to force the other away, but keep it in the so delightful place. The other crushed her breast to her body, kneading, trying to wring every ounce of sensation from her hot, slutty body.
Before she answered, the last thought the old Rebecca would ever have floated in front of her addled mind; she hadn’t even found out the woman’s name yet. “Yes?”
Bright lights exploded in front of her eyes, and she was gone.
Becky woke up, stretched, opened her eyes, smiled. Her goddess was there.
My friend Betsy had me tie her up this way in her boyfriends bedroom before he got home from work.
"It’s Friday, how do you know Chuck will come straight home after work? You could be waiting here a long time!" I said.
Betsy just smiled and said, “Waiting builds anticipation and that’s where the fun is. Plus, if he comes home a little buzzed, he’s more likley to go crazy on me, which is what I desperately want.”
So I left and Betsy told me the next day that she fell asleep after waiting four hours only to be woken by her boyfriends cock entering her from behind.
Her pussy went from dry to soaking wet in a matter of seconds as she realized what was happening and he slipped inside her.
He fucked her like an animal for over an hour and they never said a word to each other other than moaning and grunting.
Betsy said it was the hottest sex she’d ever had!
Little Tammy was a contract capture. The man who had paid for that sweet pair of tits had been taken for a ride by the young harlot. He’d only had one night with his investment before she moved out, along with a travel bag full of valuable items.
It was time for her to return home, pay her dues and then some. It would be a two day trip to get her back to Florida, but their employer had told them that he didn’t mind a bit of backseat hanky-panky as long as they didn’t use her mouth.
"That lying tongue is mine. Enjoy the rest."
LOL… watching these dumb young bimbo sluts suffer is hilarious. What did you THINK would happen when you signed up to star in a BDSM porn?
Spread helplessly by four men, the fifth to enter the room will command all her fear.
He might sit down at the head of the bed, caress her cheek and speak softly to her about a choice he is offering her. His protection from the others in exchange for the things he wants, given freely.
He might remove his belt from his trousers and beat her body, anywhere he pleases until she’s all bruises and sobs.
Or he might open his pants and take her, with nothing she can do but cry as he takes possession of what she cannot defend, at any pace he choses.
Which of these is it that you wish for?
Your cunt is a sucking, dripping, sticky hole that has one explicit purpose, and that is to milk out load after load of hot cum into it. It’s there to be fucked - it was designed to have cock rammed into it until it spurts up inside and fills you to overflowing. It, in fact, defines your purpose in life which is to get fucked, filled, abused and then passed to the next hard cock that can use you. Don’t give yourself airs or aspirations beyond this, because 99% of the time you;re just kidding yourself. This is the best purpose you could be put to after all, so why waste your time with something else?
Just learn to accept the fact that you are a life-support system for wet holes that men cum in. You;re not going to add anything else to the world until someone decides to breed your worthless hide and use you to make a generation of boys and girls who understand that this is the real order of things. Men have cock, they supply the cum and they fuck; women have cunts, they accept the cum and they *get* fucked. Your job is to get fucked - nothing else - and as such you have no reason to be thinking about anything else.
Now lie, back, pull your knees up and open your legs like a good whore. Then you’ll be used for the defining purpose in your life - as a cum-dump. An oozing, nasty, enthusiastic and needy fuckhole with my load drooling out of you before it’s used as lube to fuck the next load in
All women should be like this.
I know a little English schoolteacher who did this. But she cried a little more.
So. Fucking. Hot.
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