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The dildo was so small, it barely covered the palm of her hand. Light pink and smooth, it lay on her skin.
What fantasy would serve her tonight? What dirty thoughts would cause her to rub harder, then slower to draw out the orgasm for as long as possible? To push the dildo, imitating a cock, burrowing deep into her?
She put the toy down on the nightstand. Slowly, she leaned back on the bed and slipped under the blanket, protecting her naked body from the cold of the room. Her nipples were stiff and she felt her sex clench when the blanket rasped over them.
Sucking on two fingers, she moved them down her body and spread her pussy lips. Ever so slowly she touched her clit, delighted as always by this first impact, the first promise of the pleasure to come. Sighing, she leaned back against the headboard of the bed and started to circle her bud.
She spread her legs wider, imagining that two men were
holding them. In her fantasy, she was lying on a gynaecologist’s chair, legs
spread and arse bared. Around her, a group of young men crowded. They were not
older than in their late teens, early twenties and their eyes on her exposed
flesh darted greedy back and forth between the stiff nipples and her glistening
pussy.
Behind them, a calm man in his early forties towered
over them, looking down on her and the hands that held her legs. He spoke
almost without engagement in his voice and his calm detachedness was in stark
contract with the young men’s greed. It excited and calmed her at the same
time. She knew she was safe and he wouldn’t let any harm come to her, but he
was also in charge and his orders would be followed, not matter what she did or
said.
When he asked one young man to spread her pussy lips
with two fingers, she tried to move back in the chair to prevent them from
seeing how wet she really was, but the hands on her thighs held her firm. She
knew the two men on her side would have preferred to touch her elsewhere, but
the control of the man in the background prevented them from moving their
fingers.
The fingers drew back her folds. ‘Can you see how wet
she is?’ the man in the background asked. ‘She likes to be exposed. She knows
you want her and she loves it.’
She closed her eyes in humiliation. How could her know
there things about her?
Leaning to a man on his right the older man instructed
him to insert a finger into her pussy. ‘I want you to leave it there. To test
how much she likes different things we are going to do to her.’
One finger entered her almost immediately, eagerly
burrowing into her depths. The entry was smoothed by her wetness, but rough and
eager as if the young man couldn’t quite control himself. ‘Another’ came the command and a second
finger followed, deliciously drawing over the upper wall of her pussy.
Sinking deeper into the fantasy and imagining the two
fingers inside her, she inserted the dildo slowly to draw out the pleasure. Groaning,
she tightened around it and felt the tingle move passed her clit into her
belly. Slowly rocking onto the luscious friction, she felt the base press into
her pussy and pictured a male hand, pushing into her.
As soon as she relaxed her inner walls, the dildo
slipped out and she moaned in frustration. More than ever, she craved a real
cock, strong and big between her legs, not letting go, no matter whether she
wanted it or not. Shoving into her at full force. The small dildo only
accelerated her lust and she tried to rock into it, until it slipped out again.
Gathering her panties which were lying between her
feet, she pulled them up until they covered her sex and pushed the dildo back
into place. Because of the sensitivity of her clit, she could suddenly feel its
seams pushing into her, almost separating her bum cheeks and she gasped. This
was it, this was what she needed. Her fingers found her hard clit and she continued
to press down on it in small strokes.
The men in her fantasy continued to stare at the two
fingers, buried into her pussy. Some licked their lips. The chair made it
impossible to fight them and she could feel how the two hands which were spreading
her thighs grabbed her flesh with more force, growing damp with sweat.
The older man in the background regarded her like a
doctor might a test subject. He didn’t take his gaze off her when he said. ‘Now
that she is ready, why don’t you play with her nipples?’
Immediately, two set of hands started kneading her breasts
and she almost cried out when she felt a tongue, lapping on her soft skin and
finally two sets of teeth, clamping down on her sensitive nipples with just
enough pressure. Closing her eye, she grabbed the chair for support. ‘Please’, she
rasped.
With impassive eyes, the older man looked down on her.
‘You’, he pointed at one of the young man. ‘Lick her slit and then make her
come by tonguing her clit.’ Sweating now, she felt the fingers draw out of her.
‘No’ was the harsh response. ‘Stay where you are’.
With closed eyes, her perception seemed even more
intense. When a soft, wet tongue started touching her folds and slowly licking
around the knuckles inside her, she couldn’t help herself but buck off the
chair. This was just too much. Too good.
Instantly, a voice growled ‘Hold her’ and more hands
clamped down on her arms and her torso. She was trapped, unable to move and
forced to take the pleasure they inflicted on her body.
When she heard the words ‘You! Tilt your fingers up’
and two finger tips massaged her walls from within, she tried to squirm but
realised that there was simply no way she could escape all of the hands. The
tongue between her legs started to circle her clit and the rasped down on it,
sharply.
She started to whimper. ‘Please’ she breathed again.
When the older man spoke, she could feel the young men
vibrating next to her. Everyone of them had a hand on her- spreading her pussy,
tweaking her nipple of holding her down to the chair. They all desired her.
Wanted to plunge into her pussy with abandon until their body found the release
they craved.
‘Push into her arse.’
Her eyes shot open. No! Not there.
‘Wet your finger first’. When she stared at the older
man in disbelieve, he returned her gaze.
She heard the sucking sound of a finger, inserted into
an eager mouth and then felt two wet digits pressing down between her arse
cheeks. They slowly spread them, massaging the edge of her hole. Clamping down
in excitement and fear, she felt the fingers push in, centimetre by centimetre.
Her whole body was on fire, harassed by mouths and
hands, drawing her closer to the edge every second. When the fingers in her bum
went up to the second knuckle, she started to panic.
‘No’ she gasped again. Focusing on the eyes of the man
in the background, she pleaded.
His response was as impassive as ever.
Make her come. Now.’
The wet pressure on her clit intensified and she clamped
down on the fingers in her pussy and in her bum.
‘Yes’, she groaned. ‘Now. Now.’
Riding the fingers, she could feel the tension spread
in her belly and surging down to her clit. Arching off the bed and away from the
hands that gripped her, she could feel the current run through her legs and
into all the corners of her body. Revelling in the bliss of letting go, she
spread her legs even further to feel the strain and push onto the pink dildo one
last time.
Only when her toes started to go numb from the
pleasure, she removed her fingers from her clit and clamped down on the digit to
draw out the pleasure.
Breathing out slowly, she leaned back and pulled out
the dildo. Next time, she would invite them to come all over her.
Phew! HOT HOT HOT!!
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