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Slap It!
Serena followed her boyfriend John into his bedroom, hips swaying and biting her lower lip expectantly as she entered his room. It was a bit of a mess, and had the sort of musk one would expect from a man’s room, but she didn’t mind. There was no doubt in her mind that whatever they were about to get up to would only serve to add the scent of sex to the mix.
“So, you said you had a new toy you wanted to try out?” she asked, batting her eyelashes and staring deep into his eyes.
“Yeah, its an interesting one that’s for sure. You sure you’re still up for it?” he asked, reaching out to stroke her cheek.
Serena smiled at his touch, before gently grabbing his wrist and guiding his thumb into her mouth where she proceeded to slowly and deliberately suckle on it. John was clearly enraptured as she fellated his thumb like a greedy little slut, until it finally came out of her mouth with an audible pop and she flashed a proud grin as she saw the look on John’s face.
“What do you think?”
“Wow, well here it is…” he said, rummaging underneath his bed for a moment before retrieving a fairly large device of some kind. It was black and curved, with bright blue and yellow rubber rods sticking out of both ends which were clearly shaped like dildos and a bunch of random buttons and other bits sticking out of the side. The only text she saw was the words “Slap It!” in a bold and slanted font.
“Huh, that sure is interesting. How does it work?” Serena asked, growing quickly curious about the perplexing toy.
“Well, its probably better if I demonstrate it…” he said, moving closer.
John stood right up against her, and Serena felt herself quickly growing more aroused by the feeling of his body heat radiating against her. His hand slid down to her shorts and she gave no resistance as he undid them and pushed them out of the way. He slyly slipped her panties to the side and his fingers grazed her slit before running small circles around her delicate lips a few time. She was already mewling and could feel herself becoming damp at his touch. Then he gradually spread them apart and she glanced down to watch him drive the tip of the blue rubbery phallus on the toy carefully inside her quivering pussy.
“Ung…ok that’s sort of what how I was expecting it to go in…feels kinda nice…” she cooed as it pushed further into her slick hole.
“Almost there…and…got it.” he said as he buried the blue cock deep inside Serena.
“Um..what now?” she asked, a little nervous.
“Now, I turn it on.” he proclaimed.
Flip
He flipped a switch somewhere on the toy and it hummed for a few seconds before whizzing to life. Immediately Serena felt a strange sensation emanating from the toy, a tingling spread through her cunt and quickly enveloped the rest of her body. The blue cock hummed and then pulsed a few times, and she quivered and moaned in response. Then it stopped, and Serena heard something peculiar.
“Slap it!”
It was her in her own voice. She had…she had said that? But she didn’t intend to…barely even noticed her lips or her tongue moving…and yet she clearly had.
Slap
Instantly she was shocked as she felt a sting on her left cheek. John’s hand had raised up and slapped the side of her face before she could react and she was hit with a sharp pain which quickly died down to a dull throb and a faint glow on the side of her face. At the exact same time she felt the blue cock vibrate for a second and a jolt of pleasure shot through her body.
“What the-” she began, but she cut herself off, “Squeeze It!” she said, once again dumbfounded as to why.
John reacted quickly, reaching out and grabbing one of her breasts in his hand to give it a firm squeeze. After a few seconds of groping her chest, the blue dildo once again came to life inside of her and another, slightly stronger jolt rocked her body.
“Oooohhh…I don’t know whats going on…but its nice…” she groaned, and then, like clockwork, her lips moved on their own. “Spank it!”
Slap
This time she felt that pain on her ass cheek. It was stronger though, clearly John was not holding back when it came to spanking her. Did that mean he was when he slapped her? Why did that thought make her pout a little? Was she actually enjoying this? Being hit and abused like this?
She got her answer when the dildo once again shook her insides up. She clenched around it eagerly and realised that her cunt was drooling like crazy already. The pleasure was even greater this time, those tingles from before had become a constant flood of euphoria gripping her whole body as she began to understand how fun this game was!
“Tug It!” she said enthusiastically, without a conscious thought.
John reached forward with both hands and grabbed at her nipples through her t-shirt. With one smooth motion he gave them a rough yank and she cried out in shock as she felt her tender nipples, already puffy and vulnerable from her arousal, being firmly tugged like some kind of toy.
That’s when it hit her. ‘I’m the toy!’ she thought. It wasn’t this slap it device that was being played with here. It was her. She was being slapped and spanked and groped and tugged and she could see that John was enjoying himself. Serena was also enjoying it…so it couldn’t be that bad. It was actually nice…being a toy…being played with…
“Spit On It!” she yapped excitedly, once again without needing to think for herself. Somehow the toy was bypassing her mind and sending the words directly to her mouth. It was nice…not having to think…relaxing and being a toy.
She felt a warm glob of spit spray onto her face and she shivered as the dildo vibrated inside her. ‘I’m a toy. I like being spit on. This is great!’ she told herself as the pleasure slowly overrode her brain.
“Slap It!” she said again.
Slap
This time John slapped her right cheek. A similar sting hit her, slightly stronger this time. She smiled, glad that he wasn’t going easy on her anymore. She was just a toy after all. A dopey little toy to be slapped and squeezed and pinched and abused. Serena shivered in place, saliva still dribbling down her face as she eagerly awaited the next action.
“Spank It!” she said.
Slap
Much to her surprise, she didn’t feel that sting on her ass cheeks like she had hoped for…instead John had slapped her face.
“Oh, fuck!” he cursed as he realised his mistake.
There was no vibration from the dildo. No blissful waves of pleasure. In fact the pleasure began to die down as a final phrase escaped Serena’s mouth, not of her own volition.
“Game Over.”
“Wow, so that is Slap It. How do you feel, wanna go again?” John asked, trying to sound nonchalant whilst clearly eager to play again.
Serena’s head was spinning. She felt like she had not been all there and was only just regaining her senses. Was there spit on her face? Her cheeks were burning and her breasts felt slightly sore. Then she felt her cunt twitch.
“Yes…oh god please lets play again! Slap me. Spank me…Fuck…it feels so good, make me your toy, I’m yours to abuse!” she begged.
John was happy to oblige.
Original by Mindbrokensluts, thank you hypnolurker for saving it from the Tumblr deactivation bin.
Holy 🥵💦
i watched her for about twenty minutes. maybe thirty..
my phone buzzed while i was drifting off on the flight,i shifted around awkwardly in the small seat to try and get it from my pocked and so i didnt wake my daughter who had her head on my shoulder. i took it out to check the text and noticed that my daughters friend ciera was missing. the message had a picture attached to it but it was taking forever to load with the bad signal. "thanks for taking us on vacay Mr. S, i know youve been stressed at work and at hoke so im glad you could take this trip. and it was so nice of you to bring me along! i want to show you how thankful i am...im in the stall in the back of the plane, come here and let me help you relax. your wife and daughter dont have to know, ill be your little fucktoy all trip daddy. 😈"
my cock absolutly rock hard i moved my daughters head and got out of my seat, walked to the bathroom in the back of the plane, and knocked on the door. her soft voice asked who was there and i replied quietly that daddy came to check on her. she unlocked the door.
i walked into the cramped airplabe bathroom to see her sitting on the toilet legs spread, hand playing with her soaking wet pussy, and her mouth open with her toung sticking out. i wasted no time and had my cock in her pretty little mouth in seconds making her gag on my thick cock. we must have been in there for 35 minuets before i had filled her stomach and her beautiful teen pussy with my married cum.
"dont worry daddy, im good at keeping secrets. your wife will never know what nasty things you do to me on this trip" she said as she smiled and wipped a string of cum and spit from her chin and sucked it off her fingers. "and who knows, maybe your little girl would like to play too. shes a lot more of a freak than you know, and she always eats my pussy sooooo good daddy"
her miscivous grin when she said that was enough to get me rock hard again, but we had lingered to long and people would start to notice. i snet her out first and waited for a while before i left, cock still makimg a tent in my pants.
when i returned to my seat i sat between ciera and my daughter who was now covered with a blanket and awake. "here daddy you look cold" my daughter said as she threw the blaket over me, her, and ciera. i thought i was seeing things when she did that becuase it looked like the skirt she was wearing was on the floor and she was playing with herself.
the thought of my daughters wet pink teen pussy made its way into my mind and even though i knew it was wrong it made my cock hard enough it was aching. ciera turned sideways in her seat to face me and my daughter did the same, i felt cieras hand slowly undoing my belt and expertly fishing my cock out. while my daughter wispered in my ear "i know what you did to my friend."
i froze thinking i was about to be yelled at, but instead i felt a second hand around my cock, wet from playing with herself. "i want it too daddy, i want you to use me like a little fleshlight, ive wanted you big cock for so long. ciera and i want to be your cumsluts this whole trip. use us anyway you want. and if you feel guilty, then when we get home we can stop. but while were here, you fill us and much as you want daddy."
her hand around my cock, her sexy voice and warm breath on my ear, and ciera slowly kissing my neck, all made me explode under that blanket. i came harder than i ever have in my life. but that was nothing compared to how hard i came when we got back to the hotel room and i filled my own daughter and her sexy friend with my cheating seed 😈
You can tell she learned young to dress like a whore and act dumb to get validation from older men.
They called off the search today, nobody is looking for you now. Your poor fiancé is distraught of course but don’t worry I’m always there to comfort him, and now I have you as my plaything as well. Maybe once you’re fully broken I’ll reintroduce you to him as my gimp bitch, fully hooded of course.
This GIF is amazingly hot all on its own, but the narration takes it to a completely different level of erotic intensity.
I can just imagine the ongoing taunting and mocking that accompanies this situation, and this moment could fit so many of the lovely events to follow:
I just sucked off your fiance’ for the first time. I wanted to get back to you, to shared his taste with you, to see if you remember what he tastes like. Do you miss having his cock deep in your mouth? It felt so good, and he throbbed so hard. I wonder if he ever enjoy your blowjobs as much as he enjoyed just even the first one I gave him.
Don’t worry. It won’t be long before i introduce him to you as a tightly restrained little mouth. And you’ll be so desperate to suck his nice big cock because the only time I will let you cum is with his cock deep in your anonymous little mouth.
😈😉
Yesssss this is what I want…. What I cum to
You want to join us? You want us to let you in with us before we shut the door and finish off our night together? Beg.
😍😍😍
😍😍😍
Good girls say thank you
Thank you and I am sorry
That’s the perfect answer cunt. Never talk back, and never hold a grudge. He is a man, your owner, he is right no matter what scenario it is .
This happens all the time. Women tryband remain faithful from what they don't know. But once you erase all doubt and let them see what the rumors are about, they always warm up strangely enough.
Having her boyfriend tell you that sex with her isn’t allowed anymore means you’ll be fapping to the thought of her and him together way more often..
This would be amazing…
I work hard to keep my body worth showing off, and I really “get off” showing it off, as does my husband. I guess you could say I was a bit of an exhibitionist, and then some.
He’s become quite popular, known for getting invited to the best types of parties, as long as I’m there with him. I know when we’re going to one of those parties whenever he helps me dress. Not that I’m out there like come old fuddy mom… I definitely work to earn that MILF badge so many have adorned me with.
He let me know last week that he had a special party this weekend, and to be extra ready for it. I knew what that meant, and I got excited just thinking about it.
As he told me while we were getting ready for bed, as he often does. I rewarded him for getting me into another fun party.
Facing him while I rode his cock, I asked about the party, and what I was going to do there… he just laughed and kept it a secret. No matter how much I rode that cock, I couldn’t break him.
I tried again and again… but he kept this one close to the vest. It had initially excited me, but now the day of, I was a bit nervous.
He had pulled out an outfit, stockings, a short skirt, and a tight top. He picked my favorite black high heel shoes to go with it.
Nothing too bad. I’ve picked this outfit out more than once myself.
I went to select some panties and a bra, but he stopped me. “No, only what’s there,” he told me.
I looked at him, and then at the clothes, and back.
I don’t mind showing off, and I even get a kick out of running around pantiless, wondering if anyone will see… but going to a party, where I know I’m there for the eye candy… I had to wonder.
I put on the clothes as my husband stared at my body.
“If we weren’t late, I’d jump you right now,” he told me.
“Does it matter if we’re a couple of extra minutes late? I wouldn’t mind a quickie.”
“Nope, no time,” he said, leaving the bedroom and heading to the car.
I could see how hard he was. It also frustrated me I’d have to wait for it a little longer.
We drove to a neighborhood that was different from any we’d been to before. The houses were large, and the yards even larger. I’d been in million dollar houses before. These were more. A lot more.
We pulled into our spot and were greeted at the door. The butler ushered us in to our host.
“So,” he said, extending his hand to me. “It’s so nice to meet you. Your husband has been singing your praises for weeks. We know you’ll help make this party so much fun.”
I wasn’t quite sure that meant.
“I hope you will like it as much as we will, and will consider joining us as a regular.”
He turned to my husband, “I’ll let you finish getting ready,” he told him, before leaving.
I was confused. Normally, when my husband had me show off, I was wearing something short, or tight, or plunging. You know, kind of like this outfit right now. But I still had to get ready?
I turned back to my husband, and he held a blindfold in his hands. As he put it on me, I was a bit confused.
It let me see, but didn’t. I could see basic outlines, but nothing in detail. It let me make sure I didn’t run into things, but I could no longer see it was my husband before me. I’m sure I’d not be able to see anyone’s face…
I’m guessing that was the point. I was to be looked at, not to look at others.
Next, my husband opened my blouse a little further. This time pulling my big tits out for all to see. “That’s what they were hoping for,” he said matter-of-factly.
“Oh, and you don’t want to remove my skirt so they can see me pantiless.”
“No,” he told me. “That’s for me.”
With that, he ran his hand between my thighs. I spread them for him, and he could feel my pussy. As unsure as I was about this, I couldn’t help being excited by it either.
“Already wet I see… you’re going to be so much fun.”
He pulled his two fingers out of me and fed them to me.
I sucked on those fingers like they were a little cock, cleaning them off completely.
He took me by the hand and led me out of the room.
A number of people had joined the party by then. I couldn’t see anyone, but I could hear them talking. Both males and females.
I swallowed hard, as I could tell voices would quiet or stop all together as I walked through the room that first time. I knew people were staring at me.
I tried to make anyone out that I could, but the blindfold prevented that.
As we made it across the room and got a drink, I had to ask my husband.
“Did I see other women dressed like me?”
“Yes, there are some,” he told me.
“I swear, I saw one who had to be naked. But it’s so hard to tell in his.”
“You’re correct,” he told me.
As I sat at the bar awaiting my glass of wine, my husband ran his hand up my thigh.
He was teasing me. He knew how much I loved that, and with the risk of showing off even more… it was nearly cruel.
I downed my glass of wine as my husband’s hand crept higher and higher. He was just teasing the tips of my pussy lips when I finished.
“Let’s take another walk. Maybe find someone to talk to.”
He took me by the hand again, and we walked about. We made small talk with several people. Some were single males, others were couples.
It was exciting, although I was confused. While a lot of the girls were at least partially exposed, not all were.
“Oh,” my husband explained. “That’s because sometimes it’s the guys who like to be exposed.”
It took a second to register what he meant, but then I got it. If you could have seen me under that blindfold, you would have seen my eyes nearly pop out of my head with that.
He got me another glass of wine.
As I finished that glass, I heard the host again.
“Thank you all for coming. Phase 2 is now in session.”
“Phase 2?”
“Phase 1 is just looking. During Phase 2, touching is allowed. Do you want to stay?”
I tried to read my husband’s face. To figure out what he wanted.
I normally wouldn’t be like this, but after several glasses of wine, and being so turned on by showing off, I was up for almost anything.
“OK, I’ll stay,” I told him.
“I’m so happy to hear that,” I heard a voice say. It was the host. He had come over to chat.
“I always like to welcome the first timers myself, and didn’t get a chance to before,” he said.
With that, he bent over and sucked on each of my nipples for just a few seconds.
I wasn’t expecting a welcome like that, but it was quite a rush.
“Please, continue to enjoy yourselves. I’ll make sure to come by and chat a little longer later.”
With that, he left to chat with some other guests.
As we walked around again, we ran into some people we’d talked to before. I recognized their voices, but clearly not their faces.
The husband reached out and touched me, as did his wife. Her hands were warm and soft as she felt my tits.
“I wish I had nice large tits like this. I’d show mine off too if they looked like these,” she said, giving them a squeeze.
“Now dear, you know I like you just the way you are. But if you wanted, I’d always be willing to help you get a larger pair,” the husband returned.
“Maybe, if I could have these as a template for what I wanted,” she replied.
They laughed a little and then continued to make small talk while the two of them felt me up.
After a few minutes, we found ourselves chatting with another couple. The wife was a bit more reserved. I could tell she didn’t want to be there, even though she wasn’t being shown off. This was for her husband, and he had no issues pawing me in front of his wife, even if she did.
I was happy to leave them, as we made our way to a couple of single guys.
As they felt me up, my husband went behind me. He pushed his hand under my skirt and started to feel me up from behind while the two other guys played with my tits.
I swear I nearly came right then. I never had a sensation like that before, being touched by so many hands, in so many places, in front of who knows how many people.
I bit my lip, trying to keep from cumming. It was tough. Luckily, the guys said their farewells and left.
My husband kept a finger buried inside my pussy. “You’re close, aren’t you?”
I was focusing on my breathing, trying to keep from cumming. I knew that the more I held off, the larger my orgasm would be. Thus, the more embarrassing it would be in front of everyone. But I also knew I was trying to not be “that girl” at this party. Damn, it was hard though… and I’m not just talking about the cock my husband had. I could feel it pressing against my ass… but that’s a different story. I was talking about how hard it was to keep from cumming.
Our host had come over to us again. “Looks like someone’s ready for phase three,” he said to us.
“I know I am,” I heard my husband say as he pulled his fingers out of my pussy.
Once again, he fed them to me, as our host called out Phase 3 to the crowd. While I couldn’t see much, I could see he was waving people over while I was sucking my husband’s fingers.
I wondered what Phase 3 was, and I didn’t have to wonder for long.
The host came beside me, and then lifted my short skirt, exposing my shaved pussy to everyone.
I heard some hoots and hollars… something that had been absent so far.
I wanted to pull my skirt by down, but my husband put his hand on my pussy.
Instead of trying to cover up, I spread my legs instead, so he could easily access my pussy.
I pushed two fingers in, then a third.
I moaned. I knew it was close, and I couldn’t fight it any longer.
He moved and pushed a fourth finger into me, and I started to cum loudly right there.
A couple of guys held my arms to help hold me up, so I didn’t collapse on the floor as my husband finger fucked me in front of everyone.
“Oh fuck,” I cried out. “Of fucking fuck fuck FUCK me,” I kept crying out as he fingered fucked me. It felt so fucking good. I didn’t care who saw. Some of me wanted more to see, as that was also a turn on. I just wish I could see who was watching me. But I felt like it was everyone.
I was a heaving mess as my orgasm faded. “Oh fuck me,” I exclaimed.
“Do you really want me to fuck you now?”
I turned toward my husband’s voice.
“Yes,” I said in a gravely voice.
I chair appeared out of nowhere, and he sat on it.
Turning me around, I sat on his cock and fucked him reverse cowboy style.
He spanked my ass, which I loved even more. I rode him as fast and hard as I could. My tits bouncing up and down. Some guys would periodically reach for me.
Some were gentle, some were rough. I liked it all.
My husband was worked up from all of this, and about ready to cum. I was thinking he was going to cum inside my pussy like he normally does, but he pushed me off his lap.
He stood as he pushed me down to my knees. I thought he was going to give me a facial, but now he decided to cover my tits with his cum.
He had been saving up for a while, and I was well coated. Once he had finished, he fed me his cock, and forgetting about our audience, I went to clean up that dirty cock of his, licking everything from it, till it was totally clean. The whole time, I moaned like a bitch in heat, hoping to fuck it some more.
A round of applause brought me back to reality. I couldn’t believe what I had just done in front of so many people.
My husband took me by the hand and helped me up. I felt dirty, but also turned on by it.
As the crowd dispersed, I could hear other people playing.
“That was quite the show,” said a new voice. It was a voice I recognized, but it took me a few seconds to realize who it was. “Will you be sticking around for Round 4? I hope so,” said the voice.
That’s when I realized who it was.
“Ron?” I said. The voice belonged to my boss. My boss was looking at me basically topless, covered in cum, after getting fucked.
My boss just laughed. It was him!
“I think we’re about done for today,” my husband said.
I look of horror had swept across my face. How could I go back to work now? I had always kept my private and work life separate. Now they were co-mingled.
As my husband led me away, I had to ask, “What’s Round 4?”
“That’s when someone other than who brought you can have full access.”
“You mean it becomes a real orgy?”
“Something like that. Although I hear a lot of woman leave, so it’s more like a real gang bang.”
That thought both terrified and excited me.
Our host met us in the room where I had “gotten ready” before.
He helped take off my blindfold.
I saw he was one of the guys who goes about exposed, and wow did he have something to expose.
“Not staying for the next round?” he asked.
I couldn’t help but reach out for that cock of his.
“Would you stay if you got to play with it?”
I was so tempted. So very tempted.
“No, I think we’ve had enough for our first visit,” my husband said.
“I understand,” our host said. “But are you sure she has?”
He looked down, and my hand was still wrapped around that cock of his, slowly sliding it back and forth.
My pussy was so wet for that beast. I know it would just slide right in. I bit my lower lip, wanting it, daring to ask for it would be something else.
“Come on honey,” my husband called out. “Let’s go.”
I let go of that cock as my husband pulled me away.
“Hope to see you again soon,” he said as my husband and I left.
As we stepped outside, I could feel the warm sun on my skin. I looked down and saw that my tits were still exposed, with cum all over them.
I decided to not cover them up, as we got in our car and left.
“Next time,” I said to my husband, “we stay longer.”
“Even if it turns into a gang bang.”
“Especially if it turns into a gang bang,” I told him.
I leaned back in the seat, spreading my legs. My skirt rode higher, as my hands ran up my legs, till I was rubbing my clit, thinking about that monster cock.
We hadn’t even left the high end neighborhood, and I was already cumming like a cheap slut.
I couldn’t wait to get home to have my husband really fuck me… then I was going to ask him when the next party was, because I wanted the host’s monster cock.
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OH! Don’t mind me, just on my way back to fuck your husband. This will be round 3 🤭. Be a good cuck wife and stay in the basement tonight. I think we’re gonna be going all night and I’d really hate for you to spoil the mood with your fat ugly presence.