Shocking Party Chapter Six
The back door's left open, so I can hear the music and conversation at the party happening downstairs. As I prepare myself for the approaching erection, more footsteps ascend the stairs. I sense someone entering the room but don't hear them shut the door. "He probably closed it softly," I think. But the party sounds keep coming, so I decide to try and stay quiet.
A half-naked woman, tied up on the bed, surrounded by ropes and in a vulnerable state. It's hard to stay quiet—I'm anticipating someone will take advantage of this opportunity. As expected, someone approaches me and starts fondling my legs. He may have seen an opportunity and seized it, or he could've received a message from you. His fingers slide up my legs, and I squirm automatically. "Guess I'll have to help myself," he mutters.
Your attentiveness is different than other guys. I become more nervous due to the sounds from the party downstairs. The door might be open, and they're enjoying the show. However, I am overwhelmed with anticipation and a bit scared as I'm exposed and vulnerable in this position. I pray you'll use me how you want, exploiting this situation.
Your hand moves, tracing from my fingertips to my thigh. You massage my leg, gripping harder as it creeps towards my pussy. Soon, your palm is securely beneath my pelvis. I feel your knuckle touching my pussy, and your thumb massaging my soft tissue. Your other hand gropes your hard cock. "Click," the sound of your belt buckle sparks fear; it's either a spanking or more excitement. Thankfully, it's the latter. "Clink," your pants hit the floor. You walk around to my other side, inspecting my body carefully. You slap my ass, leaving a loud echo and an involuntary yelp. "Wow, that was a hard smack," I comment, trying to guess if the sounds came from the people downstairs.
Finally, your pants are down, and your belt's buckle is on the floor. You circle the bed. Your hand touches my ass beside the ropes. My heart pounds in my chest as you acknowledge how much of a horny, exposed woman I am, wanting you to take advantage of me.
"Good girl," you say before yanking off my lingerie with one quick action. My breasts fall free, and my panties shred. You position your hand under my hips, lifting my butt in the air and exposing my pussy. I feel my wetness seeping through the bed, and my eyes move towards you. You move your face closer to me, tongue out, about to taste me. Your tongue flicks my clit as I pull my hips towards you, increasing the stimulation. You savor my flavor, making this moment exceptional.
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Curious about my response, you lean in and bite my clit, then slide your lips over it. I'm about to climax and almost forget about the party downstairs. But thoughts break my concentration.
"Are the people below us making a lot of noise?" I ask.
You kiss my pussy lips, "Yes."
Pausing to rub my ass gently, you kiss my vagina, flicking your tongue. You move down to my anus, a finger sliding in with ease. I'm nervously anticipating your reaction. "Do you like it?" I inquire.
"It stimulates you," you answer.
Your lips and hands pleasure me, and I begin to climax. The sensations fade, leaving me with satisfied aftershocks until I feel myself getting wet again. The finger then leaves my ass, and you resume kissing my clitoris while rubbing me until it's ready for more. I'm asked to spread my legs wider and lean back.
"Do you want me to take your hand?" I query.
"No, I'm fine," you reassure me, continuing to tease my clit. You place your leg between mine, pinning them down with yours and placing my hand behind my head, I have no control or ability to manipulate the situation. Your hand moves down, rubbing one finger just above my clit. As you touch me, the room fills with your scent, bringing me closer to climax. I clutch your head tightly and throw my head back as you finger my pussy, my body trembles, and I begin to climax again. Once more, the feeling leaves, and my pussy becomes wet.
"Wow, your body is very arousing," you comment as you scrape every last bit of pleasure from my body.
Eventually, you disengage, stopping your touching and kissing, and I can now decide if I want you to keep playing with my body. My body responds independently, but there's a possibility of a third climax. However, I prevent it by deactivating my machine.
I tremble at your tongue's touch. I softly groan as my throbbing clit finally gets the attention it's been yearning for from you. I grind as much as I can back into your face as you slowly suck up my juices. You continue groping my butt, slapping it and watching it jiggle as you slowly eat me out, getting me more worked up and desperate for you. You can feel my desperation, grinding my pussy on your tongue and you feel an emboldened confidence. You know that I need this, to be used and filled, but you want to hear me beg for it. To plead, and earn it, and then thank you for the pleasure, your cock and your cum. Your hands knead into my butt more, spreading wide and lifting my hips so that I feel my weight barely on my toes. I taste so fucking good that you can't bare to stop, but you know the more that you tease me, and punish me with pleasure, the more I'm going to need to please you and try to earn any sort of orgasm.
I'm moaning, acting as if no one else is around and if there is, I don't care who knows or comes wandering. I'm so lost in the pleasure; I'd do anything to keep it going.
I feel you start to lose yourself in my pussy, ravenous for my body. My juices are dripping down your face, swallowing it all with enthusiasm. You feel me get closer to cumming, and you know that if you keep teasing me like this, I will have no choice but to beg for mercy. You push a finger into my pussy slowly, probing one knuckle at a time. You feel my pussy tighten around you, welcoming you. You push your finger inside of me a bit deeper, curling to meet my g-spot all the while pushing me back into the bed. Your tongue alternates between my pussy and my ass, teasing me, and edging me closer and closer.
You pull your finger out just as I'm about to cum, giving my clit a firm smack. I let out a whimper of disappointment followed by a deep sigh of relief; glad I can avoid another punishment. You stand up and begin to lubricate yourself with my juices, walking around to my face. You hold your cock in front of my face, just out of reach as you brush my hair behind my ear. Blindfold still on, I can't see you, but I can smell the scent of sex directly in front of me and I eagerly open my mouth, my tongue out begging to taste your cock.
"Say please," you growl lowly, using the tip of your cock as lipstick for me, spreading the taste of your precum on my lips before I lap it up with my tongue. Your hand resumes a tight grip on my butt while your other hand begins to reach under me to feel my tits. "Be polite, baby." Impatiently, I whine, "Please, master!" My whole body tenses in need of being filled. "That's a good girl," taking my head by the roots of my long hair as you guide your cock into my mouth. You start to quickly pump in and out, feeling my tongue massage your base and tease your balls slightly with the tip of it. Your hand, back to my clit, explores the wetness and wetness it finds, promising to make me cum harder than ever before. Two fingers slide into me, curling in a way that sends shivers down my body while I bob back and forth on your shaft like the good little slut that you know I am.
You can feel me begin to shiver on the edge again and moan on your cock causing your balls to vibrate slightly while I slurp your length over and over. I get too distracted by trying to hold back from cumming and I stop sucking, just holding your cock in my mouth. In frustration, you stop playing, grab a fistful of hair with one hand, the other around my neck, and thrust your cock back into my throat. I gag and choke for air, but not before you smack my face with it, causing my eyes to water. You move your hand to your cock as you guide it forcefully back into my throat. You force your cock down my throat, pinning my head down in the bed and you begin counting slowly. "1-2-3," and you pull your cock out and smack it across my face. Plunge, buried down deep in my throat, "1-2-3-4" and you release me for a breath, and start again. "1-2-3-4-5" smack, plunge, "1-2-3-4-5-6", smack, plunge, continue until you're up to 10. Each time you pull out to let me breathe, more saliva is built up, strings of slobber keeping us connected as I take your cock happily. I cough and gag as I try to catch my breath. You repeat yourself with more grit. I whimper, breathlessly I work up the courage to say, "Thank you...*cough*...for using me..."
You whack your penis on my face and push it back down my throat for another 10 counts. "Ugh, fuck yeah baby," you hold your dick for a bit longer, nearing 30 seconds and you see the tears start streaming down my face as you use my throat for your own pleasure. My butt, high above me, gets your cock excited as you know that my pussy is just dripping wet and ready for you to use it.
You slide away from under me, reveling in the sensation of my lips following your penis as if I can't get enough. Returning to my pussy, now covered in my saliva, you position your penis head on my entrance, massaging and teasing me open bit by bit. With all this probing, I can faintly hear the party below, 'Returning to normal conversations'. It must be all in my head.
As I lie there spread eagle and soaked for you, your penis now brushing against my pussy as I push back into you. Your thumb massages my asshole open as well, matching the slow pace of pressure into my holes. "How does that feel baby? Do you like how I touch you?" Dipping your penis into my pussy, just the first inch, and pulling back just enough that I can't stretch back and get more of you inside of me. I remain there helpless, awaiting your next move. I squirm a tad, hoping you'll attend to my desperate cunt. You get between my legs and just stare at how juicy my pussy got just from deep-throating your penis. You shallow fuck me before you realize I need to be more desperate to earn your penis. I whine and beg, but you're still in control. You pull your penis completely out and stroke it, barely touching me. Then you push the tip on top of my clit. You hold it still for a few seconds before flicking it back and forth over it. I writhe and moan as you edge my cunt with your penis.
Your penis slides from between my legs as my pussy drips and your penis teases my clit between my cheeks, rubbing my tight little asshole. You lean over my body as your hand snakes around my torso and your fingers wrap around my neck as you pull me back against my restraints, my ass grinding into you. One hand wrapped tightly around my neck and the other, now using your penis head as a clit stimulator, feeling me drip as you edge me closer and closer.
"How does that feel baby?" Taking a few moments to massage my clit slowly, and giving me a few seconds of air to respond. "Hmph...don't stop..." I moan so softly, you could barely hear it. "Don't stop what?" Slowing your circles to a tortuously slow pace, your penis now sliding between my legs as you grind forward and back, your weight still on top of me. You can feel my hips roll and rotate desperately as I try to position your penis at my entrance for more, but every time I get close, you tighten your grip on my throat and wait for my pleading voice.
"Ngh...fuck...please, sir...rub my swollen clit..." My whimpers turn to desperate bratty whines as I beg for stimulation. My entire body convulses in a mini-tantrum. My heart starts thumping as I hear another guest downstairs, "Beg for it!" Another distraction from my thoughts as you slap my ass a few times, feeling me jiggle and shudder, as well as a small drip of my pussy. You spread my knees wider and begin to use my pussy lips as your own penis tip massager as you speed up the pace on my clit. I hump into you, trying to quicken your pace, "Fuck...your penis...I need it inside...catm...your needy cunt." You feel my moisture dripping out of me, soaking the entire length of your penis. I'm so tight, you can feel my entrance grip and beg for more as you toy with my clit. "Please...please, use my dripping pussy...feel how wet I am for...hmph...your penis..." I desperately grind my hips trying to get it inside of me so I can fuck it, but you grab a hold of my throat again to calm me down a bit.
You're at your limit but you know the sweet sound of me begging you for more is worth every second of delay as your penis becomes perfectly positioned for me to back up and slide down your shaft. I try but your hand around my throat keeps me from reaching the pinnacle. "So greedy," you chuckle, obviously very satisfied at the depths of my desperation. "Ngh...please sir...I'll do whatever for your penis...I want to feel..."
When I uttered the word "feel," you shoved your meat inside me, filling me entirely, resulting in my moist pussy and balls taking you in fully. My legs quickly began to tremble and quiver as you secured my body on the bed, and we grinded against each other as deeply as possible. The lengthy teasing had not left you with much stamina. You were nearing the point of explosion and there was little you could do to prevent it. Rather than struggling against my constant wriggling, you gave in and pushed your cock back into me. As we alternated thrusts, I continued to move, intent on milking you dry. You sensed it was futile to resist, so you aggressively thrust into me, embedding your dick within. You pressed me down onto the bed using my hips, and as you pulled out, you jerked your cock all over my ass. I heard you moan, and yes, I felt your semen plaster my back and scrape up my spine. I jiggled my butt to help release more drops.
It was at this instant that I overheard a cacophony of cheers coming from the gathering below. "We couldn't have been that loud. That party was brimming with multiple conversations and various people," I thought. My belief was instantly disproved when I heard, "I call next!" followed by the sound of footsteps ascending the stairs.
Read also:
- My Close Friend, a Female, Fondled Me
- A Stepmother's Varied Testimony: Volume 3
- Listening to Their Groans: The Complete Narrative
- Slim, Youthful, and Well-Endowed in Part 2
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