Bonus Kinky Sex Scene
Tori
Ross and I had been seeing each other steady for some time, and I was learning that his time working with his friend Melanie had given him a few cravings that I enjoyed exploring too.
“Where are you taking me?” He had blindfolded me before he’d put me in his car, and while I was excited, I was also a bit nervous.
“If I told you, it wouldn’t be a surprise.” He reached over and placed his hand on mine, which were cuffed in front of me, and though his touch soothed me, I was still vulnerable. His experience was much more than mine, and while I trusted him with all of my heart and soul, I knew there were a few things he was into that I might not be able to bear. And even though I’d agreed to give some a try, I wasn’t sure I could go through with some out of sheer embarrassment.
We drove a long time, and then finally the car came to a stop, and he got out and came around to help me. He put his hand on the small of my back and led me into a room which smelled of strong aftershave.
I turned into him, trying to seek protection, but he lifted my chin and kissed me. “I’m right here, baby. I’m going to introduce you to our guests soon enough, and I promise I’ll never leave your side or take my hands off of you. Do you trust me?”
“Yes.” I knew we’d talked about doing a few things, like sex in public and perhaps with another couple present, but I wasn’t sure what this was about. My pulse raced ninety to nothing, and though I was nervous, my panties were wet with anticipation of what was to come.
“Sit here, baby.” He guided me down on what seemed like a soft cushion.
“Gentleman, could you please say hello and give her an idea of her audience.” Audience? Suddenly my heart was beating faster, and my cheeks burned with a blush as the men cleared their throats and gave a little cough, not one speaking an actual word.
I remembered he’d told me that his friend Melanie had performed for a group of voyeurs and how they would look but not touch anything or anyone but themselves.
“I’m going to leave the blindfold on at first, do you understand?”
“Yes–
“No names, baby. Address me as Sir.” I hoped like hell I’d be able to remember that and nodded.
“Yes, sir.”
“Very good.”
“State your age for the men, baby.” I realized that these perverts would probably get off to that information alone.
“I’m twenty-three.” I’d just had a birthday, but I didn’t think he would want me to be that specific.
There was a rumble through around me as the men moaned and made sounds of appreciation. I heard a few zippers and the rustling of clothes, and then I panicked as Ross’ hand left me.
Luckily it was only for a moment, but when I felt them again, he put his hand on my arm and lay me back. I thought of all the men in the room and wondered if he’d allow them to touch me. He’d had me wear a pair of jeans and a tank top without a bra, and soon enough I knew why. My jeans came off. First, his hands tugging them down and a few sounds of approval sounded from the men. My cheeks burned, and I couldn’t help but imagine them with their hands all over me, probing my most private places while they pleasured themselves.
“Now, I’m going to remove the shirt, so don’t be afraid.” I didn’t know what he meant until I felt his hands gripping my shirt and heard the straps breaking. He tugged the shirt down to my waist and soon it was gone too exposing my small breasts and pink nipples.
“Nice, aren’t they?” Ross asked, and the sounds of approval were a tad more strained now. I could hear the sound of slapping flesh and breathing so strangled that I wondered if someone had asthma.
Ross’ hands left me again, and I didn’t like it when he did that. “Please don’t take your hands away.”
“Sh. Be a good girl. You wouldn’t want me to have to find something around here to keep your little mouth occupied, now would you?”
“No, sir.” My eyes widened though none of them could see, but as my mouth popped open, and a few of them softly chuckled.
“Pick your legs up and spread them. I’m going to undress.” He would be naked too? I became more and more anxious at what he had planned. He cleared his throat, and I realized that I hadn’t done as he said.
I lifted my legs and spread them wide showing all I had to the entire room.
“That’s a good girl. You need to do everything I tell you, or else these men are going to take turns spanking you.” For some reason, I didn’t mind the idea of that and wouldn’t mind their hands on me as Ross fucked me.
“Yes, sir.”
“Isn’t she agreeable,” Ross said getting a few more laughs from the crowd.
His hand was suddenly on my pussy, and I nearly jumped off the bed, my legs falling until they hit him. I realized he caught them both and then he placed them on his shoulders. In another moment, he had hold of my hips and pulled me forward. “I’m going to fuck you now while these nice gentlemen watch us. Are you good with that?” I knew I had no option and though it was embarrassing in a way, it was also fun. I felt like I was performing an act on stage and in a way, I was. The sounds of slapping skin sounds grew, and I knew the men were all stroking as Ross nudged his cock inside me. I winced and moaned like a total slut, and he rubbed my tits, leaning over to take one into his mouth. I remained handcuffed and blindfolded as he sped up his pace.
“That’s right, moan like a little slut for them. They’re watching you. Seeing your little slick, hairless pussy getting used. I should let them all have a turn in you.”
“Please, no.” I didn’t think he’d really do that. He’d always told me that he’d never let anyone else have me. But perhaps I’d failed to know the specifics of his declaration.
“No? I think that’s my choice isn’t it, baby? Not yours, not now that you belong to me.”
He leaned in close. “It’s okay to like it. It’s okay to want it. Trust me, and tell me you do, baby. Tell me the idea of all of these men around you, makes you fucking wet for them.”
“It’s different.” I cried out.
“Tell me.” I didn’t want to hurt him, but it did turn me on, and not that I wanted them too.
“It’s not like you think. I want them to want me, to crave what they can’t have.” He made a moaning sound at that and steady stroked me.
“That’s the idea, baby. They all know they can’t have you and that’s what makes it hot for them too. But you know, I think you feel like being generous.”
I did. I wanted them to touch me, for their hands to be on me while Ross alone fucked me. I wanted them so close, gathered around so I could feel them near.
“A little.” I was too scared to admit it.
“Tell me.” His tone was demanding, and my heart beat faster as I prepared to explain.
“I want to feel their hands on me while you make me come.”
“That’s very generous. I told you, gentlemen, she was a special girl. Come and make her feel good.” There were more sounds of approval and then hands lightly touched me, fingertips. They rubbed arms first and then my breasts and nipples, at least four hands there. I knew the stroking hadn’t stopped, so for each hand, there was a new person. Then a hand stroked my tummy and drew soft circles around my naval and trailed down to my pussy where he rubbed my bare mound.
“She looks much younger, doesn’t she?” Ross said as I was lost in a sea of touch. There were at least ten men in the room besides Ross, and they were stroking my face and my lips and even my hair. It felt amazing, and after a moment, I was totally relaxed with Ross’s cock working me as the hands caressed me, but then he said something that caught my attention.
“Sure, you can rub it on her cheek.” Suddenly, there was a blunt, warm head stroking my cheek and it was so close to my mouth and nose that I could not only smell his come, but I could easily turn my head and pull him into my lips.
It was so tempting, but I wasn’t sure what Ross would think. Instead, I turned my head and let him rub my mouth. “Go ahead baby; I know you want to.” I did too, and so I opened my mouth and took the stranger’s cock as he stroked it. I worked it greedily and got a little rough considering it wasn’t nearly as big as I was used to.
After a moment of thinking how filthy I was, I came, clenching Ross’ cock. “That’s a good girl, come all over it. I love you so much, baby. Isn’t she a good girl?” The other sounded out their approval, and soon that cock pulled out, and I felt a hot splash of come hit my chest.
Then I heard shuffling, and another stepped up as Ross instructed and I tasted him too. One by one they came to me as Ross gave me orgasm after orgasm, but he never let them take me. Between cocks, I asked if I could see, and after clearing it with the men, Ross took off my blindfold, and I could see the variety of men who’d I’d been servicing. There were only fifteen men, including Ross, and each was truly handsome in their own way, their cocks each one so different, and yet so satisfying. They rubbed me, some still stroking their cocks and watching how Ross was fucking me. I was in heaven. But nothing compared to when Ross leaned down and kissed me as he came deep inside me.
“You’re so fucking perfect, Tori. We’re going to have so much fun together.” I closed my eyes and smiled thinking of everything we’d have together. All of the things he’d learned during his days working for his friend had truly been to my benefit after all.
I closed my eyes and savored every minute.