Movement from the doorway caught her eye and she glanced over, still punishing her clit and coaxing the impending eruption every closer. A figure was standing there watching, though she could see his face, almost as if it were covered by mask. Her arousal surged at the thought of someone else there to fuck her, and forced the orgasm even closer
“What the hell are you doing?” Bryce asked, stepping into the room and forcing her to giggle, though she didn’t slow the rubbing of her clit any.
“I don’t have a hard cock, so I’m handling matters myself,” she said, closing her eyes as he laid on the bed next to her and faced her direction. His hand went down to her thigh, pulling a bit as she rubbed her clit. He watched for a few seconds, then leaned over and sucked her nipple into his mouth, the delightful act pushing her over the edge.
Bryce’s mouth disappeared as she gasped in surprise at the sudden intensity of the blissful energy filling her in an instant, she looked up at her boyfriend in a kind-of desperate panic, though the feeling lasted for only a few seconds.
Her hips were gently thrusting involuntarily, her finger slowing at her clit and the muscles in her stomach and pussy clenching hard as she rode the wave. He reached down, moving his hand underneath where her finger was just then stopping its movement, then forced his thick middle finger deep into her pussy. Renewed energy fired again through her, and her eyes rolled back in her head as she endured the pleasure.
“Fucking slut,” Bryce said, his voice low, almost menacing in her ear. “Such a horny little tramp.”
She cried out, her body stiffening for a few seconds before it went limp. She closed her eyes, enjoying everything she was feeling and relaxing there in his bed. Several minutes went by before she opened her eyes again, tentatively looking over to see him smiling widely, his fingers having been removed from her poor, tired pussy and sliding moving up to slide the glistening, sticky digit into her mouth. She sucked it clean obediently.
“Damn, you get me going,” he said, smiling at her and reaching up to idly run his fingers across her stomach.
It was another couple of minutes before she regained the ability to speak, and only then because Bryce had gotten up and gone to get her a drink of water.
After wetting her parched throat, handed him the bottle back and watched as he turned to set it on the bedside table. “Did you like watching me fuck your friends?” she asked.
“Hell yes,” he confirmed immediately. “Were you good with all of it?”
She nodded just as quickly. “Everything,” she told him. “It was… wonderful; just what I needed.”
“Good,” he said, and leaned in to kiss her on the head. “I’d love to keep you up all night fucking, but you really did a number on all of us.”
She giggled, then turned and looked at him directly. “Does that mean I’m allowed to keep playing with your friends.”
He laughed and shrugged. “That’s up to you, baby,” he told her.
“Oh?” she asked.
He nodded. “I just finished talking with them before I came in here. I knew they’d want to make sure that I was good with everything. I assured them that I was, but I also told them that even though you’re my fucking girlfriend, I don’t control your sexual activities.”
She smiled over at him.
“I explained that you and I like to push each other,” he continued. “Like we were, and that one of the things that I enjoy most is when you get slutty. I told them that in the future, they were welcome to do what they want with you if you’re up for it, but that you’re the one that gets the final say.”
“Wow,” she said, smiling at him. “Are you sure?”
“Most definitely,” he assured her. “I told you, I love when you slut it up for me.”
“And you enjoyed that whole thing earlier?” she asked.
“You couldn’t tell?” he shot back. “I couldn’t last thirty seconds when it was finally my turn.”
She snickered and pulled him close, dragging him on top of her and sliding both legs around his thighs. He was flaccid, over course, but he felt incredible laying on top of her.
“You know… as boyfriends go, you’re much better than the last guy,” she said, smiling at him.
He laughed, rolling his eyes. “Hard act to follow,” he said sarcastically.
“Seriously though, Bryce,” she said. “Obviously not a lot of guys would be okay with sharing me like that, let alone everything I confessed to you earlier. It… it means a lot.”
He studied her quietly for a few seconds in silence before speaking. “You’re worth it,” he said, shrugging as if that weren’t the sweetest thing she’d heard in a really long time.
He slid off of her then, and she let herself be pulled into his arms, the cover being haphazardly pulled over them as she snuggled into his chest and got comfy.
“We can talk again in the morning if you want,” he said, already sounding like he was headed for dreamland. “You gonna be here when I wake up?”
“Maybe,” she said quietly. “I might be in the living room fucking one of your friends again.”
He chuckled quietly and kissed her on the forehead. “Promises promises,” he said, and fell silent again.
Happy, slighty-less horny, and exhausted, Alex began to fall asleep soon after.
*****
Sam Saturday night at the Mess Around
She slid the cum-coated fingers down into her pussy as shivers of excitement raced up and down her body. She couldn’t tell if she’d sucked the cock that was currently in her mouth before but didn’t care either. Her main focus was sucking and salivating along the length she’d been given, hoping that her skills were making the man on the other side of the door lose his mind from the pleasure she was inflicting. Grinding her fingers in and out of her pussy was a secondary concern.
She wanted to cum, for sure, but had a much more powerful desire to make the strange cock sliding in and out of the soft, warm, wet embrace of her mouth cum as hard and as much as it ever had. She had an irrational need to be drowning in his cum, to have him tear the door from its hinges from pure lust and excruciating bliss.
Her orgasm hit appropriately hard, but it was a paltry reprieve from the blistering heat of her constant arousal. She was drawn from her quivering whimpers back to her task when he began to fill her mouth with his succulence, her thick swallows punctuating the song of their dual moans. He irritatingly removed his cock from the hole after only letting her suck on the diminishing form after only a minute or so, and she was suddenly alone once more. She swallowed some of his cum but let more slide from her lips to her fingers, rubbing it across her chest and into her pussy. She eased onto her back and spread her legs, her gooey digits driving hard into her pussy as she succumbed to the fervent demands of her sexual arousal.
No more cocks visited her that night, and she eventually calmed herself down enough to get back in the chair once she’d cleaned herself up. Her clothes were a mess, of course, and she knew she’d have to sneak in once she got home.
Even though she’d been able to come to her senses, her pussy was yearning to have a cock plunging into it. It was all she was able to think about while she waited for the signal that the coast was clear for her to leave. The only thing that made it bearable was a single thought that kept going through her head.
She kept hoping that Dane was home waiting to fuck her when she got there.
There was a soft rap on the door before too long had passed, and she heard Dr. Sanderson’s voice coming from the other side.
“Coast is clear, ‘Mystery-Girl,'” he said.
She quickly gathered her things and unlocked the door, gingerly opening it and seeing the older man’s smiling face waiting patiently on the other side.
“Fun night?” he asked with a smile.
“Definitely,” she said, looking down at her cum and saliva caked clothes. “I’ve been just about ready to explode for most of the evening, I’m so horny.”
“Oh?” he asked. “Sucking cock does that to you?”
As he spoke, he reached out and took her hand, drawing her closer and eliciting a snicker of amusement as she stepped up close to him.
“You have no idea,” she purred, new and deliciously deviant thoughts swirling around her mind. She wouldn’t have minded draining him yet again, and as she processed that thought, she looked up at him pointedly and reached down to grope his unfortunately covered bulge.
“Mmm,” he groaned, closing his eyes as her hand deftly slid inside his waistband and gripped his cock. “I’m just gonna take you home with me and play with you all the time.”
“Oh yeah?” she said lowly, her tone dripping with arousal. “What would your wife think of you having a toy like me around? And what am I going to do when you go to work? I’d be there all alone with no cock to suck.”
“Marie would just eat you up,” he assured her. “And who said I’d leave you at home?”
She giggled and ran her tongue along her lips in approval of that delicious idea.
“I don’t think a slutty college girl sucking your dick would go over well with your patients,” she snickered a few seconds later.
“Eh… what do they know?” he chuckled, reaching down and tenderly pulling her hand from his pants.
She pouted up at him, then took it a step further and crossed her arms. “You can’t treat your toys like that, you know,” she said, adding as much of a “spoiled” tone to her words as she could.
“I’d love to let you drain me all night, you ridiculously sexy thing, but I need to get home,” he explained, and offered her a frown.
“And here I thought I was going to get another load of cum,” she said, surprising herself with her lewd talk and brazenness.
He groaned, laughing while she giggled at his reaction.