Unexpected Celebration Chapter 7
My tummy knots as the footsteps hurry up the stairwell. With each step inching closer, the reality of being watched during this whole ordeal becomes clear: it's been happening all night downstairs. 'Know these people? Are they strangers? Will they recognize me afterwards as merely a collection of holes, eager for cock?' Every roommate at the party now has a glimpse of my willingness to be an easy fuck. 'Breathe in'. I hear him rise from his chair, 'Hold on a moment', leaving his words barely audible over my beats thundering in my ears. I take a deep breath, calming my nerves. I pause before answering, concluding that I may as well entertain myself. 'Yes, sir', I whisper. He returns to his seat at the corner, nodding to the next guest to approach.
You saunter into view as you look right at my cum-splattered tailbone. You manhandle my thighs towards my ass; spreading my cheeks opens up my private parts for display. You spit directly onto my hole and watch your saliva slip down to my convulsing cunt. You snarl, as you straighten up and slather a handful of the last fellow's load onto my posterior. Back and forth, up and down, you roughly grip my buttocks in any which way possible, just marvelling at the bouncing motions and the pitter-patter of the smacks against my swollen puss.
You pause briefly to steady your intentions, pulling out a stiletto knife. I'm taken aback as my legs suddenly freed from contraptions, I relax, not knowing what's about to happen. My legs are hoisted, my torso flipped over onto my back, and I'm once more anchored down, wrists still elevated.
Cheers from the party echo up from downstairs, elated as a spirited yell of 'Fuck this slut' echoes through the room. I remain still, letting the camera view my exposed chest—tits and cunt now stark naked before them. I feel embarrassed and thrilled, an odd mix of emotions. Your kisses drift back up my body: from my midsection to my earlobes. You pause to prepare before trying an unaccustomed approach: you begin to fondle my boobs, arranging yourself to ensure clear exhibition. We can hear a cascade of approval from the audience. After my long horizontal position, I now feel sore and exposed. You resume brushing my nipples between lip-locks, up my torso, finally reaching my neck again and teasing my ear. As I strain, contemplating when next you'll deign to touch my genitals, you gasp beneath me: 'Torture her! Tell her you're going to use her better than last time'. Your words come as a revelation.
Returning to my tits, you gently smooch around my breasts, but avoid my hardening nipples. This is a welcome distraction, my tits jiggling naturally. You go on with your kissing, stopping briefly at my belly button. As I fight for my desires, you inch closer and blow on my pubic hair. I shudder, my hips moving towards your mouth, desperation streaming through me. But you're not yet ready.
Instead, you grind your lips over my nipples, sucking and licking. I quiver beneath your attention, sighing in pleasure before you return once more to exploring my body. You savour the anticipation, edging me closer to an orgasm. Your more intimate kisses up the inside of my thighs leave me ready for release: you hover near my waiting vagina.
Lost in your teasing, I'm brought back to earth by a swift swat of my legs, producing a wince. Expecting some raw force, I'm taken aback when you bypass that aggression in favour of the nipples again. It's too much for me: 'Oh, you're so preoccupied with yourself', I groan in frustration. You slide away from me and, with a brilliant smile, head back to my tits. I'm left to wonder at your intentions, before noticing a change in your expressions. You're not satisfied with your current demeanour and relent, finally satisfying my desires. Your left hand journeyed to my pussy and rubbed it, inching me into pleasure.
You return to my abdomen and head south to my damp pussy. You part my folds with your thumbs, exposing the inflamed cunt that craves to be filled. You lightly flick your tongue on my hard clit, causing my body to tense. I moan in response to the close-to-intense stimulation. Next, you flatten your tongue and give my pussy a massive lick. I let out a loud gasp and you quickly reach for my neck to grasp it tightly, squeezing while you tongue-fuck me a bit more aggressively. I struggle to remain still as my orgasm builds.
My muscles tremble as I approach climax, so you continue to press me. You suck and lick while you add two fingers to my slippery love cave. I can barely hold back, "Ngh, feels incredible...I'm about to cum...Don't...Don't let me cum!" Your hand still clutching my throat and the other fingers busy, "Don't...No...Don't make me!" It takes all my willpower to withstand the pleasure. You push me further until my entire body trembles violently. You end the session by getting off the bed. I gasp for air and attempt to calm myself. You remove your clothes, starting with your belt and followed by your pants and underwear.
A short while later, you climb on the bed. You grope my boobs before straddling my chest. You hoist your stiff manhood above my mouth and slap it down forcefully. A woman at the party exclaims, "Holy fuck, that's a huge dick!" I hear your chuckle as you smack it a couple more times. My stomach sinks as I sense the weight of your engorged manhood. You coat my lips with precum and then grunt, "Open up your fucking mouth." I do as commanded and part my jaw wide. You push your penis inside, starting shallow as my saliva lubricates your member.
You clutch a pillow to elevate my head slightly. You grasp the headboard's edge and forcefully thrust your manhood into my throat. I gag and cough from the violent fuck. You speed up the rhythm and crash your hips against my face repeatedly.
I tremble as saliva runs down my cheeks and tears form from the rough love sharing. You grind your cock into my face until you can force your entire length down my throat. Thrusting harder and harder, you connect with the back of my throat.
I gag uncontrollably as tears stream down my cheeks. You plunge your tool back out of my lips, and I heave to regain my breath. However, you show no mercy and yank the pillow out from under my shoulders and down over my head. You pin my head in place, drop your bullet-hard cock into my mouth and slam to the back of my throat. You slam your thighs into my ears and groan.
My head bounces as my jaw stretches to accommodate your length. You plant both hands on my tits and twist my nipples fiercely. You continue to add more pain as you reach for my clit and rub it. I groan on your member as I gag and choke, drool coating my face.
You intensify your assault and slam your rod deeper down my throat. You savagely lash my tits, causing agonizing pain. You dissipate my pain with continuous rubbing of my clit. I loll my tongue and flick it against your jewels, but you opt to tease me. You stand up and let your semi-erect rod rest against my chin. You squat down on my face to torment me further. You rub my clit with your hand and insert a finger into my cunt to invigorate my excitement.
I relax and press my head back into the pillow, eager to receive your tease. You choke me, sodomizing my face. I ponder on the wager, "Five bucks he busts first!" I find it a personal challenge and brace myself to moisten both your balls. You playfully tease me by stretching for my lower regions, fondling my clit and probing my depths. My vagina pulses with each sensual probing. I take it upon myself to retrieve a ball with my mouth, licking and sucking. You rub my clit with more gusto; my juices drip onto my chin. You curl your fingers and scoop up the juices, making my pussy quiver. You aim for that magical spot, ramming your fingers in hard and fast. I gasp in astonishment as I hit the motherload of pleasure, and I sense an imminent climax leaves me no choice. You hastily pull out and instruct me to suck your balls. You continue to sap your pleasure for the sake of your foreplay.
Following some playful teasing between us, we suddenly hear shouts from below: "Get her to squirt! Get her to squirt!" and "Get him to cum! Get him to cum!" While I'm sucking your balls, my chin lightly touches your cock, causing the head to move across my chest. You don't realize that I've been trained to remain on the edge, having plenty of experience with it. So much stimulation is too much for you, and you can't hold back any longer. You groan as your hips push forward, your hands grasping my pelvis, raising it slightly off the ground just as your cock pulses on my chin. You ejaculate, jetting streams of cum onto my breasts and stomach, and even reaching my public area. Tightening my body to prevent me from tipping over, I endure the orgasm. A mix of cheering and booing sounds rise from the party. Once you've gathered yourself, you remove your body from me, sweeping the remaining cum off your cock and onto my leg. Tidying up, you take a quick glimpse at my body and state, "I'm not finished with you yet...I'll return to complete what I began."
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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