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Monday, February 25, 2002
The Cabin - Part Three by Santa's Slut santas_slut3000@yahoo.com
As if the whole weekend up to this point wasn't enough, Brad had cooked dinner, and we talked and kissed next to the fireplace. I'd asked him if maybe he'd want to go upstairs to the bedroom a couple of times, but each time he'd just look at his watch, smile mischievously, and say not yet.
Finally, around 8:00, we'd finished the bottle of wine, and looking at his watch one more time, Brad said it was time. He led me up the stairs slowly. I was surprised that I was a bit tipsy and unsteady on my feet. Upstairs, I let Brad undo the belt of my silk robe. I'd bought a new outfit for him, a black merry widow set, corset, garters seamed stockings and all. He groaned his approval into my ear.
Kissing my neck and ear, he lowered me to the bed. I was wet with anticipation. Pushing down the cups of the corset, Brad nuzzled my breasts. I could feel his hand on m back as he took first one, then the other nipple into his mouth, sucking them, before his tongue trailed teasingly to the sensitive undersides of my breasts. I could feel myself involuntarily gyrating to his ministrations, a bead of sweat breaking on my brow...
When he stopped.
I opened my eyes to see Brad looking up and away, as if listening for a sound. A smile broke across his face then, and he got off the bed, returning with a blindfold. When I tried to ask him, he put his finger to my mouth with a Shhhh.
He put the blindfold on me. Engulfed in darkness I could hear him get off the bed and walk down the stairs. I believe I heard the door opening, perhaps voices, but then the sound of music. The music got louder as Brad came back up the stairs, and I tried to listen closer, but the music was drowning out things. Had that been two sets of feet coming up the stairs?
I felt the hands on me, on my breasts. My nipples stiffened immediately. Soon, the fingers made their way down my body. Rubbing me, slowly, deliciously through my panties, I could feel my breath coming hot and heavy again.
Unable to take the teasing, I moved the hand myself, under my panties, so he could touch my clit. He rubbed it slow at first, then faster, then faster, until I was almost begging him. Finally, he slipped two fingers into me at once, and I came, came all over his hand.
But he didn't stop. He kept those fingers going pumping, pushing, twisting, until he'd rung two more orgasms out of me. I was just trying to return my breathing to normal when I felt the hands at my head, pulling me to the side. Opening my mouth, I took Brad's cock into my mouth. He was big, and hard and ready. My lips slid easily up and down his shaft, teasing under the crown. I was just getting into a rhythm when I thought I heard mumbling, and Brad gently pushed my head away.
And then he did something odd.
My head lying back on the pillow, Brad turned my head to face the other way, away from him. That's when I felt the gloved hands.
And the hard cock waiting for me from the other side...
I was a little shocked at first, but then overwhelmed by lust. Was it Jared? Or Peter? Both men I'd wanted, and now Brad, in a controlled situation, had brought me a gift of one of them. Were those Peters footsteps up the stairs? His mumblings in the corner of the room?
And then I pictured myself, in stockings and garters on the bed, finger-fucked to orgasm again and again by Brad, sucking Brad's cock, while this MAN, stood in the corner.
Stood and watched.
Or were those mumblings directions? telling him what to do to me? My fingers were already frantic between my legs, rubbing my clit as all the lewdest, nastiest scenarios filled my head...
and the MAN filled my mouth with hard cock.
I spread my thighs, openly masturbating, while my unknown MAN held my head in his gloved hands... and fucked my face.
And I thought of it, pictured it, what was happening, Those Words, and my Inner Slut took over, and I Came like a cloud burst, soaking my fingers as I sucked that cock...
And as soon as I was done, my head was turned back the other way. On my back, brazenly pushing two fingers into my wet pussy, I let my head be turned from one side to the other, sucking one cock, then the other....
And I came...
Then I felt my legs hoisted up from near my head, while the other was between my legs. I couldn't tell which was which anymore. Just that a cock, a nice hard cock, was pushing its way inside me.
My legs were up and held together at the ankles while one cock slid in and out of me. I was sure it was Brad, until (as my passion grew closer and closer) I could hear Brad's voice from the corner, saying, "Are you gonna cum for him? Are you?"
Watched. And fucked. And commanded to cum.
And cum I did. Writhing against that cock, my ass lifting off the bed to meet him...
Was that the heat of a flashbulb?
And no sooner had I come down then I felt an arm come around my waist from the opposite side I was expecting, It flipped me over and lifted me up to my hands and knees. I felt a hand slap on one cheek, then the other - from the other direction. and then a cock buried itself deep in my twat.
The hands were gloved, pulling me back onto that cock, with the occasional bare-handed slap to my ass. Who was fucking, who was watching, I didn't know.
And as the dirty slut I'd become, I didn't care.
I'd fantasized about having two men at once, a million times. Pictured them taking me from both ends. But there was something about them taking me one at a time, taking turns and watching, that was even nastier somehow.
Was it two? How could I tell? It could be three. Or four. Watching me. Taking turns, fucking me.
The thought made me drive myself backwards, onto that waiting cock. And then the familiar jerk inside me, setting him off, and me too...
Still on my hands and knees, a cock against my face. It was sticky with my pussy juices, and I took it deep into my mouth. From behind, I could feel a light whipping against my ass. It spurred me on, the mix of a little pain with my pleasure. But before I could finish off, I felt another cock at my mouth, this one wrapped in a condom. Were those my juices on it too? My head was spinning, there were cocks everywhere!
And then there I was, on my back again. I could feel my legs lifted and spread wiiiide. (Were there two people holding them open?) Wide and nasty, like a dirty girl, the cock entered me and took no prisoners. He fucked me fast and hard, just like I wanted, just like I NEEDED; my orgasms crashing one into another, fucking me hard, until I felt him pull out, his hot seed spraying across my breasts and face, my body still jerking...
Drifting off with the blindfold still on...
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Santa's Slut sent me this story yesterday and I've been wanking to it ever since. Read and rub ... rub and read ... I'm sure you guys enjoy it too. Let her know. She wants your email. Write her at santas_slut3000@yahoo.com.
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posted by JoJo Jinx on Monday, February 25, 2002
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