What if I was really stressed and cranky all day and I was trying to cook but everything was going wrong, so you come up from behind me and ask me to relax. You kiss my neck and breathe down my shirt and slide your hand around my waist to fiddle with my belt. You undo my pants and tell me to be a Good Darling and hold still for you. I let my eyes roll to the back of my head as I feel your fingers drag against my slit, feeling how sexually frustrated I've been all day, and slide up to my clit. You only tease me a little before giving me what I need. You're two fingers deep when you start telling me that I'm so pretty when I act like a good little slut. I rut against your palm when you tell me that I'm doing so good for you, that I'm wonderful, that you love me, and I swear to everything that I've never came harder than I have in that moment.
Off topic, how do we feel about partners with broad enough shoulders to hold thighs over them. For tongue-fucking against a wall purposes specifically. I think it's great.
You start when we first wake up. Fingers move from around my shoulders down my bare back to my hips. You find my slit. You give me the first kiss of the day accompanied by the tip of your finger teasing my labia.
"No panties today."
"Is that a hard rule?"
"Yes, bunny."
And I know exactly what's coming.
It starts small. A squeeze of my ass, a grope of my breast - little things, until I start anticipating direct approaches.
I'm watching TV in the living room and you politely ask me to stand up. You take my seat and I hear the sound of your fly unzipping.
"You can sit back down."
You flip up the back of my skirt to reveal my soaked pussy and guide my hips onto your cock. I moan softly at the feeling of you filling me up.
"Now don't move."
It's absolute agony to try to keep still. Your hands grip my hips and pin them down like it's taking all of your self-control to not bend me over the coffee table and fuck me like the little whore I am; it is.
A knock at the door makes me jerk.
"Come in," you call.
The front door opens to one of our friends, and I scramble to cover you with my skirt better.
They chuckle. "Don't worry, doll." I watch them unbutton their shirt, mesmerized at the size of their breasts held up by a lacy bra. "I'm here to help get you knocked up."
My pussy flutters around your thick cock.
"I knew you'd enjoy some help," you chuckle.
My eyes widened at the sight of their hands working to drop their skirt, revealing a cock that's almost as big as yours. They're already hard - and they're approaching me to let me touch it.
I obey wordlessly, letting my hands fondle their balls as I stare at their cock. A groan rumbles from them. "You weren't kidding," they comment.
"I know," you smirk. "Isn't she wonderful?"
I blush, realizing that curiosity had overcome my manners. "I'm so sorry-"
"No no no, it's okay," they chuckle. A hand cups my cheek. "Just take your time, alright?"
And I do. I do everything in my power to make sure they enjoy my mouth as much as possible. I swirl my tongue and I drag my teeth and I moan while deep-throating them.
"Good girl," you encourage. "Open your mouth."
I obey, my tongue out and my eyes looking up into theirs. Their hand starts to jerk themself off as their cheeks begin to flush and their breath becomes loose. I feel hot cum drop onto my tongue alongside their deep moaning.
My hips buck as I feel your cock twitch. "Good girl," you praise. "Now stand up."
My pussy is starting to ache from neglect as I lift myself off of your cock. Our guest trades spots with you.
"Any rules you want to add," you offer to them.
"You're not allowed to cum."
You bend me over so my arms are holding myself up by gripping the couch behind our friend.
I feel your cock slowly enter from behind while I'm making eye contact with them. I watch them smile. "God, you love taking cock don't you?"
I nod with a hum. You don't move yet.
"What does your master call you?"
"I call her Bunny," you informed. "You may call her something else though."
They hum. "Cum slut?"
"That would be appropriate." You grind your hips against me, rubbing my g-spot in the process, refusing to satisfy me with what I want. "How should she refer to us?"
"I could be called Mommy," they smirk.
"She calls me Daddy anyways," you chuckle.
I can't help but giggle a little, followed by a gasp at the feeling of your hand suddenly slapping my ass.
"What do you say?"
"Thank you, Daddy," I responded obediently.
"Nicely done, cum slut," our friend complements.
I feel something awaken in my bones, my pussy fluttering around your cock once again.
"Oh, she likes that," you laugh. Our friend takes my chin and kisses me while you begin to thrust.
Oh, thank god. My pussy finally relaxes and stops pulsing when your cock begins to pound me. My moans come easy and soft, my tongue trading spit with our friend.
Their hand grabs one of my wrists and guides my palm to their breasts. "You've been staring at them," they softly explain. "I figured you'd wanna play."
I did. My hand scoops their breast out of the cup of their bra with ease and plays with their nipple. At one point, my tongue and teeth are sucking on it while I moan your name.
"Yes, cum slut?"
Oh, fuck. "Please," I whimper. "I need to cum Daddy."
"Not yet, Bunny," you pant. Your breathing gets more labored as I feel your cock twitch and your hips shudder before connecting with mine and staying there until you've fully emptied your load into me.
My legs are shaking. Your cum begins to drip down my thighs when you pull out.
"Your turn," you announce to our guest.
You both trade places. You watch my face as our guest slides into me like they own me.
Their cock feels fantastic. I'm struggling to hide it.
I watch your face contort into a kind of smile where you realize that you like what you're watching: me being dominated by someone else.
I'm whimpering at this point, begging to cum. "Can I cum on Mommy's cock? Please?"
You chuckle. "Not yet Bunny."
I can hear our friend's moaning get more ragged.
"Mommy can, though."
Your cum mixes with hers inside my pussy with a few more hard thrusts. I pulse around them. Tears build in my eyes. I feel oddly full.
You kiss the corners of my eyes and find your way to my face. "Well done Bunny," you praise.
I smile at you. "Will I be rewarded soon? It's starting to hurt."
They slip out and let cum dribble out of my throbbing pussy. "...well? Has she been good?"
"Very good," you commend. "Hm...are you hitting your limit?"
I nod. I'm starting to get tired.
"How do you want her," our friend pipes up.
You squint in thought. "...on her back, on the couch. You take her mouth?"
I slowly stand back up and feel both of them slide down my thighs. "I think we need a towel."
You look down and chuckle. You stand up and give me a kiss. "I'll go get one." And you're down the hall and in the bathroom in a moment.
Our friend takes my hand and kisses my knuckles. "Doing okay so far?"
I smile and nod. "Thank you for joining us."
"Of course. Happy to help," they smile.
You come back with a towel and something else in your hand. "Do me a favor Bunny, take off your shirt."
I obey, revealing a nicer bra with flushed skin. I watch Mommy start to get another boner.
You lay down the towel, and order me to position myself on my back, holding behind my knees. A perfect breeding position.
I watch you and our friend take your places - you in my pussy and Mommy in my throat. It feels wonderful.
I'm gagging on their cock and all I'm thinking about is how full I feel. I wish there was something in my ass, but alas. This is enough for now.
You're thrusting and moaning, making my throat rumble around Mommy's cock. I begin in whimper. "It's okay Bunny, you can cum," you encourage.
My hips buck and my whines grow and suddenly I'm hit with complete and utter euphoria. Mommy slips out of my mouth, listening to me keen over the edge as my abs contract me forward and back again.
You're still going, working me through my orgasm, until it's your turn. Our friend cums on my bra and breasts with a high moan.
We stay like that for a moment, coming down into giggles and smiles. I feel you pull out and put something else in to effectively plug me.
"There," you sigh. "Now we can be sure you're good and bred."
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I had no clue! Thanks for telling me, it's down now.
Man, it would sure be nice if I was seated at the corner of the kitchen counter over there and was ordered to spread my legs while you find a chair and sit it in front of me-
There's something about the idea of being fucked in a hotel room that's so appealing to me. Trying to be quiet, failing to be quiet, doing new positions, going at it against a wall, on the floor, in the shower - that sounds like heaven.
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