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"She has to be here. I know she's here. She's waiting for me. I just KNOW it!" raced through my mind as I walked right through the front door of the frathouse. The guys watched me like I imagine a lion watches its prey. I made sure I was looking hot and tight in my short pink plaid skirt and pink tank top with a black lacy bra pushing my boobs up and making a great cleavage show. My face was made up in like the scene girls I'd seen on my Dad's porn sites. I wasn't dressed for the guys today. I was dressed for the girl that had rocked my world a week ago, even though I didn't remember what she did to me.
I floated hopefully up the stairs to the party room, inhaling the smell of weed and booze as I stepped through the door. Everything went into stop-motion; there she was, in the same spot on the same couch between the same two men. All I could do was stare. I swallowed the large amount of fluid my mouth had suddenly produced, and wished for a second I'd worn more than the tiny bikini panties that were doing little to hold back the flood of juices that threatened to roll down my legs. I was stuck on the spot, my feet refusing to take the steps I desperately needed to take.
That problem was taken care of for me, as the girl moved off the couch and walked right up to me. Her gaze moved up from my feet to lock on my eyes as she got within arm's length. The small smile she gave as she noticed me swallowing again was a knowing smile. She KNEW why I was there. She KNEW that I'd come back solely for the reason of being with her. The smile also let me know that all the things I'd dreamed of during the week were about to happen, and probably a lot more! "Hi baby, I'm Stacey. You were amazing last week. Are you up for more?"
This was better than my limited imaginings had created. It blew me away so much that all I could do was nod, stare back at her, and swallow the pool of saliva that kept forming every few seconds in my mouth. I made the first move, reaching out for her and pulling her against me. My lips met soft, soft lips, tasting the weed she'd been smoking, the booze she'd been drinking. The feeling was so different from kissing a boy that I focused on nothing but my lips and how good it felt. The hoots and comments the guys in the room were making barely existed for me. "After you're done with her, you can suck my cock" was echoed around the room. These guys remembered. Or more properly, their cocks remembered and told their mouths to ask for more cocksucking from me.
I became more aware of Stacey's body pressing against mine, and how soft it was. One of my hands found her hair and pulled her harder into my mouth, the other cupped her ass through her tight jeans. Stacey moaned and kissed me harder and ground her body into me. Half a minute after walking in the room I was making out with this girl with a hungry passion. Soft lips against mine, her moans filling my hearing, the tastes of all she'd done invading my mouth, and her hands....her hands started moving. One thing was for sure; Stacey wanted me just as much as I wanted her....or more.
Her hand went up under my skirt, lifting it in front, showing my soaked pink panties to all in the room, but I didn't care about that. Her fingers moved my tiny panties aside and played quickly and softly up and down my drenched lips. Two fingers pushed right up into me. Our liplock broke as I threw my head back and cried out loudly at the sudden lightning that was ripping through my body, starting with my pussy. I whimpered as her fingers swirled inside me, the rest of her hand brushing against my outer lips and teasing my clit.
My body was hanging from her other arm circling my waist. My legs were ready to fail any second, and my head fell back as I surrendered to the feelings rising through me. With her fingers still moving inside me Stacey started taking baby steps backward, toward the couch she'd been sitting on. My pussy didn't want to let her fingers go, so I had no choice but to make my feet match her moves. Finally we were at the couch, and Stacey spun around suddenly, pulling her fingers out as she pushed me down onto the couch, my legs flying up, my head sliding down the back cushion. A yelp of dismay came from my throat as I realized that the feelings had stopped when the fingers came out.
The emptiness in my pussy didn't last long as I felt a much larger single finger working its way into my slippery hole. It didn't last more than a few seconds as I heard Stacey command; "You hold her feet up and out. Get your damn finger out of her, she's MINE!". My feet were lifted up and to the side, exposing my short legs and my wet wet wet pussy, with my pink panties stuffed up to the side. I heard the guys talking but didn't care what they were saying.
Her tongue found my cunt lips. Her soft, warm tongue licked slowly and firmly up, up, upppppp....until it found my hooded clit. Stacey, Stacey, Stacey. Keep it right there Stacey. Do that Stacey. I wanted to scream those things at the top of my lungs as I tried to press my clit into her tongue, hoping it would never break contact. Instead of screaming all that came out was a gasp and breathless moans as the lightning started shooting up into me again.
She moved her tongue back down, slowly. I wanted to beg her to bring it back up and touch my clit again, but all that came out were the remnants of those gasps. My world was being turned upside down and body slammed every thirty seconds by this girl! Stacey's tongue got firmer and pushed into my pussy crease a little further as she started her way back up. Slowwwwwwwwwwwwly back up. This time when she got to my clit she flicked it a little. More lightning up into me. More soundless gasping. I had no way to push my pussy into her mouth. I was completely at Stacey's mercy as she teased me, controlling my body with her tongue and the two men holding me helpless.
Two, maybe three more slow repetitions of her tongue's trip up and down my slit, and my body was doing all it could to break the hold of the men. I was pushing my head against the back of the couch trying to thrust my pussy into Stacey's tongue by even a fraction of an inch more. Somewhere during the frantic effort to get more more more, I remembered that I had arms and hands. They'd just been laying by my side as Stacey took my mind and body through the peaks and valleys of her control. Raising my arms, I grabbed two handfuls of Stacey's blonde hair and slammed her suddenly into me. Her tongue became hard, not just firm. She shoved it right straight up into my hole as my hands moved her head back and forth, making her tongue fuck me.
I went over the top, screaming, gasping, screaming, and bucking my body as much as I could against her tongue. I came hard. And then I did again. My body shook all the way from my cunt to the top of my head. It was natural and pure reflex. I couldn't stop cumming. Nothing had prepared me for this!
My mind was breaking with every wave that hit me from her tongue fucking me. s**ttered images and feelings replaced thoughts. Everything was alive inside me except my brain, which seemed to be controlled by Stacey's tongue. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk" was the only word I could form in my mind. The word seared into my thoughts in time with the spasms that were hitting my little body. I never spoke it, but I lived it. "Fuck fuck fuck fuckkkkkkkkk"
Absolute loss overcame me in seconds as Stacey's head shook loose from my trembling hands and moved away from my gushing pussy. "Fuck fuck fuck fuckkkkkk" was my only thought, realizing at the same time that I couldn't do that right now. My body was shaking as I felt more hands under my shoulders, joining the hands holding up my legs. The two men who had restrained me were lifting me by my shoulders and ankles. They deposited me on two nearby cushions on the floor, and stood up over me, towering into forever. Clothes were coming off them fast, and I realized that Stacey was already naked and crawling up my body.
She tongue lashed my cleavage, caressed my body with her talented hands, moved up to kiss me on my lips, allowing me to taste my pussy juices smeared all over her face! My sex-blasted brain took it all in with a vague realization that the men were now kneeling on either side of the cushions. One had an average size cock in his hand, stroking it as he stared at the two girls making out in front of him. Turning my head to the other side I saw the other man had a very small cock, but it looked pretty. Saliva flooded my mouth as I realized that these cocks would be in my mouth soon.
Anticipation of sucking and making two cocks cum was interrupted by Stacey, who decided I needed to be naked too. She sat me up and slid my top off, magically unhooking and removing my bra in the same motion. My hips lifted on their own as she quickly unzipped the pink plaid skirt and took it and the panties down my legs. The guys started moving up next to me as soon as I lay back down, starting to offer their cocks to either side of my head. "Uh uh uh guys" was Stacey's answer to their moves. More feelings of loss as she got up and moved to the side. She reached over to the table and grabbed something. "Sit her up boys" was matched by hands on my shoulders pulling me up. My face must have come alive as I saw that Stacey had the bongcock in her hand and was offering it to me. The guys had seen me suck the plastic cylinder like a cock last week before taking deep hits. And they also knew, as did I, what I did after those hits.
Three small tokes later and the buzz was coming on fast, adding to the feelings already making my body alive. Laying back down on the cushions, Stacey turned into a director momentarily. She had the pretty little cock offer itself to me first, and turning my head I did what I do so very well. About a minute and a small but tasty load gifted my hunger for mancum.
Turning my head to the other side and licking the head of the average cock, I felt Stacey begin to explore my boobs and nipples with her hands. Groaning around the cock which started to push into my mouth, my hands captured Stacey's hair again and held her mouth to my left nipple, which is by far more sensitive than the right. She knew exactly what to do, and my moans around the cock in my mouth made him shoot, probably far earlier than he wanted to! But shoot a nice load he did, pulling out on the third squirt and putting some on my neck.
I accepted his gift of cum with a shared smile, and then turned my full attention to Stacey, who seemed intent on having me to herself now. That feeling was confirmed as she turned her body around, put one leg on either side of my head on the cushions, and started playing with my pussy again with her fingers. As my mind started to think "Fuck fuck fuck fuckkkkkkkk" I realized two things.
First, Stacey's pussy was right above my face, it was shiny with her juices and it was getting closer to my face. I knew it was time to learn something new.
Second, I realized that I'd not spoken a coherent word since stepping through the front door of the house. Nothing that I'd done required speaking. Nothing I'd felt could have been expressed better in words than in moans, whimpers, gasps and groans.
I'd found Stacey and been her little fuckdoll. I'd made men cum with my talents and accepted their gifts of cum. Now it was my turn to give back to Stacey and show her how much my fuck-oriented mind wanted her to feel the same things. And maybe if I was lucky, the men would give me more cum.
And her pussy was nearly on my face.......fucccccccckkkkkkkkkk
I floated hopefully up the stairs to the party room, inhaling the smell of weed and booze as I stepped through the door. Everything went into stop-motion; there she was, in the same spot on the same couch between the same two men. All I could do was stare. I swallowed the large amount of fluid my mouth had suddenly produced, and wished for a second I'd worn more than the tiny bikini panties that were doing little to hold back the flood of juices that threatened to roll down my legs. I was stuck on the spot, my feet refusing to take the steps I desperately needed to take.
That problem was taken care of for me, as the girl moved off the couch and walked right up to me. Her gaze moved up from my feet to lock on my eyes as she got within arm's length. The small smile she gave as she noticed me swallowing again was a knowing smile. She KNEW why I was there. She KNEW that I'd come back solely for the reason of being with her. The smile also let me know that all the things I'd dreamed of during the week were about to happen, and probably a lot more! "Hi baby, I'm Stacey. You were amazing last week. Are you up for more?"
This was better than my limited imaginings had created. It blew me away so much that all I could do was nod, stare back at her, and swallow the pool of saliva that kept forming every few seconds in my mouth. I made the first move, reaching out for her and pulling her against me. My lips met soft, soft lips, tasting the weed she'd been smoking, the booze she'd been drinking. The feeling was so different from kissing a boy that I focused on nothing but my lips and how good it felt. The hoots and comments the guys in the room were making barely existed for me. "After you're done with her, you can suck my cock" was echoed around the room. These guys remembered. Or more properly, their cocks remembered and told their mouths to ask for more cocksucking from me.
I became more aware of Stacey's body pressing against mine, and how soft it was. One of my hands found her hair and pulled her harder into my mouth, the other cupped her ass through her tight jeans. Stacey moaned and kissed me harder and ground her body into me. Half a minute after walking in the room I was making out with this girl with a hungry passion. Soft lips against mine, her moans filling my hearing, the tastes of all she'd done invading my mouth, and her hands....her hands started moving. One thing was for sure; Stacey wanted me just as much as I wanted her....or more.
Her hand went up under my skirt, lifting it in front, showing my soaked pink panties to all in the room, but I didn't care about that. Her fingers moved my tiny panties aside and played quickly and softly up and down my drenched lips. Two fingers pushed right up into me. Our liplock broke as I threw my head back and cried out loudly at the sudden lightning that was ripping through my body, starting with my pussy. I whimpered as her fingers swirled inside me, the rest of her hand brushing against my outer lips and teasing my clit.
My body was hanging from her other arm circling my waist. My legs were ready to fail any second, and my head fell back as I surrendered to the feelings rising through me. With her fingers still moving inside me Stacey started taking baby steps backward, toward the couch she'd been sitting on. My pussy didn't want to let her fingers go, so I had no choice but to make my feet match her moves. Finally we were at the couch, and Stacey spun around suddenly, pulling her fingers out as she pushed me down onto the couch, my legs flying up, my head sliding down the back cushion. A yelp of dismay came from my throat as I realized that the feelings had stopped when the fingers came out.
The emptiness in my pussy didn't last long as I felt a much larger single finger working its way into my slippery hole. It didn't last more than a few seconds as I heard Stacey command; "You hold her feet up and out. Get your damn finger out of her, she's MINE!". My feet were lifted up and to the side, exposing my short legs and my wet wet wet pussy, with my pink panties stuffed up to the side. I heard the guys talking but didn't care what they were saying.
Her tongue found my cunt lips. Her soft, warm tongue licked slowly and firmly up, up, upppppp....until it found my hooded clit. Stacey, Stacey, Stacey. Keep it right there Stacey. Do that Stacey. I wanted to scream those things at the top of my lungs as I tried to press my clit into her tongue, hoping it would never break contact. Instead of screaming all that came out was a gasp and breathless moans as the lightning started shooting up into me again.
She moved her tongue back down, slowly. I wanted to beg her to bring it back up and touch my clit again, but all that came out were the remnants of those gasps. My world was being turned upside down and body slammed every thirty seconds by this girl! Stacey's tongue got firmer and pushed into my pussy crease a little further as she started her way back up. Slowwwwwwwwwwwwly back up. This time when she got to my clit she flicked it a little. More lightning up into me. More soundless gasping. I had no way to push my pussy into her mouth. I was completely at Stacey's mercy as she teased me, controlling my body with her tongue and the two men holding me helpless.
Two, maybe three more slow repetitions of her tongue's trip up and down my slit, and my body was doing all it could to break the hold of the men. I was pushing my head against the back of the couch trying to thrust my pussy into Stacey's tongue by even a fraction of an inch more. Somewhere during the frantic effort to get more more more, I remembered that I had arms and hands. They'd just been laying by my side as Stacey took my mind and body through the peaks and valleys of her control. Raising my arms, I grabbed two handfuls of Stacey's blonde hair and slammed her suddenly into me. Her tongue became hard, not just firm. She shoved it right straight up into my hole as my hands moved her head back and forth, making her tongue fuck me.
I went over the top, screaming, gasping, screaming, and bucking my body as much as I could against her tongue. I came hard. And then I did again. My body shook all the way from my cunt to the top of my head. It was natural and pure reflex. I couldn't stop cumming. Nothing had prepared me for this!
My mind was breaking with every wave that hit me from her tongue fucking me. s**ttered images and feelings replaced thoughts. Everything was alive inside me except my brain, which seemed to be controlled by Stacey's tongue. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk" was the only word I could form in my mind. The word seared into my thoughts in time with the spasms that were hitting my little body. I never spoke it, but I lived it. "Fuck fuck fuck fuckkkkkkkkk"
Absolute loss overcame me in seconds as Stacey's head shook loose from my trembling hands and moved away from my gushing pussy. "Fuck fuck fuck fuckkkkkk" was my only thought, realizing at the same time that I couldn't do that right now. My body was shaking as I felt more hands under my shoulders, joining the hands holding up my legs. The two men who had restrained me were lifting me by my shoulders and ankles. They deposited me on two nearby cushions on the floor, and stood up over me, towering into forever. Clothes were coming off them fast, and I realized that Stacey was already naked and crawling up my body.
She tongue lashed my cleavage, caressed my body with her talented hands, moved up to kiss me on my lips, allowing me to taste my pussy juices smeared all over her face! My sex-blasted brain took it all in with a vague realization that the men were now kneeling on either side of the cushions. One had an average size cock in his hand, stroking it as he stared at the two girls making out in front of him. Turning my head to the other side I saw the other man had a very small cock, but it looked pretty. Saliva flooded my mouth as I realized that these cocks would be in my mouth soon.
Anticipation of sucking and making two cocks cum was interrupted by Stacey, who decided I needed to be naked too. She sat me up and slid my top off, magically unhooking and removing my bra in the same motion. My hips lifted on their own as she quickly unzipped the pink plaid skirt and took it and the panties down my legs. The guys started moving up next to me as soon as I lay back down, starting to offer their cocks to either side of my head. "Uh uh uh guys" was Stacey's answer to their moves. More feelings of loss as she got up and moved to the side. She reached over to the table and grabbed something. "Sit her up boys" was matched by hands on my shoulders pulling me up. My face must have come alive as I saw that Stacey had the bongcock in her hand and was offering it to me. The guys had seen me suck the plastic cylinder like a cock last week before taking deep hits. And they also knew, as did I, what I did after those hits.
Three small tokes later and the buzz was coming on fast, adding to the feelings already making my body alive. Laying back down on the cushions, Stacey turned into a director momentarily. She had the pretty little cock offer itself to me first, and turning my head I did what I do so very well. About a minute and a small but tasty load gifted my hunger for mancum.
Turning my head to the other side and licking the head of the average cock, I felt Stacey begin to explore my boobs and nipples with her hands. Groaning around the cock which started to push into my mouth, my hands captured Stacey's hair again and held her mouth to my left nipple, which is by far more sensitive than the right. She knew exactly what to do, and my moans around the cock in my mouth made him shoot, probably far earlier than he wanted to! But shoot a nice load he did, pulling out on the third squirt and putting some on my neck.
I accepted his gift of cum with a shared smile, and then turned my full attention to Stacey, who seemed intent on having me to herself now. That feeling was confirmed as she turned her body around, put one leg on either side of my head on the cushions, and started playing with my pussy again with her fingers. As my mind started to think "Fuck fuck fuck fuckkkkkkkk" I realized two things.
First, Stacey's pussy was right above my face, it was shiny with her juices and it was getting closer to my face. I knew it was time to learn something new.
Second, I realized that I'd not spoken a coherent word since stepping through the front door of the house. Nothing that I'd done required speaking. Nothing I'd felt could have been expressed better in words than in moans, whimpers, gasps and groans.
I'd found Stacey and been her little fuckdoll. I'd made men cum with my talents and accepted their gifts of cum. Now it was my turn to give back to Stacey and show her how much my fuck-oriented mind wanted her to feel the same things. And maybe if I was lucky, the men would give me more cum.
And her pussy was nearly on my face.......fucccccccckkkkkkkkkk
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