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Her Big Night Part 2

The other guests arrive over the next couple minutes.  She prepares their preferred drinks and serves them.  Most take a moment with her to grope her body.  Her nipples are so hard that they are almost painful. The last guest walks in with an excuse for his tardiness.  She makes his drink and hands it to him.  ‘Thank you, doll.’  He gently grabs her arm and pulls her to her knees.  His cock is out and he pushes her head down to it.  Just like that she’s giving him a blow job.  Her face flushes and she can feel the eyes of every man on her.  The next moment they go back to their conversation and start the game.  She calms down and blocks out everything but his cock.  ‘You weren’t lying.  She’s incredible.  Fuck me, I’m gonna cum already.’  He meant it.  His cock pulses and sprays hot cum into her mouth.  She strokes him through the orgasm and licks him clean.  A hand grabs her ass and drags her towards another man before she can even get to her feet.  ‘I can smell that pussy and I need it.’  The man pulls her onto his lap as he backs his chair farther from the poker table.  He already had his pants down far enough to free his cock and he slides it into her.  She faces the group in a seated reverse cowgirl position.  Only the host is paying her any attention.  His smile is a bit smug.  She starts to bounce on the cock inside her.  The chair doesn’t have arm rests and the man is focusing on his cards so she does all the work with her legs.  She keeps her back straight so the other men have a nice view of her tits bouncing.  A few guys fold their hands and enjoy the show.  Everyone has their pants down at this point but the host and Mark.  Her legs start to burn.  The man fucking her tosses his cards on the table and folds his hand.  His hands go to her hips and he assists her motion.  She must stifle a moan as he picks up the pace.  He doesn’t last much longer than the first man and has her stand and turn towards him so she can finish him off with her mouth.  Each guy takes a turn with her.  They all have her do something different but they all end with her swallowing their cum.  Maybe it’s a rule they have so there isn’t a mess?  She wipes a rope of cum that landed on her chin into her mouth and swallows.  Mark seems content letting his friends enjoy what he’s been having for the past two weeks.  He is clearly throbbing in his trousers but just smile encouragingly at her.  She gets to her feet and makes her way to stand behind the host.  No one calls her over or grabs her so she follows Mark’s instructions.  Once she had serviced the guests she stand out of the way until someone wants a drink or wants to fuck her again. 

The game is winding down.  His slut has satisfied every man here.  Well, other than him and the host.  That would change soon enough.  She wanted to try a group setting?  She got a group.  She wanted to try free use?  She would get free use.  The host, an old friend and mentor of Mark’s won the last pot and collected the chips.  The night was closing and his friends congratulated him on finding such a sweet piece of ass.  The group makes its way out and Mark thanked the host for a wonderful evening.  He didn’t even look back at his toy.  He hoped he’d be able to enjoy her more, but toys come and go.

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She's Wet Part 3

She works his cock with everything she has.  He fondles and gropes her but she doesn’t pay any attention to it.  Every gag makes her pussy scream for his cock.  She wants to rub her clit as she sucks but doesn’t want him to know she’s enjoying his rough treatment.  He moans again.  ‘Fuck!’ She doesn’t slow down.  His cock pulses in her mouth and she knows he’s close.  He grips her hair tightly and the first jet of cum sprays into her mouth.  Another.  A third.  She slows down with her mouth but keeps working the tip of his cock with her lips and tongue.  A fourth spurt of cum.  She tightens her grip on his shaft and firmly strokes him the through his orgasm.  His cock pulses again and her mouth is full.  Cum runs out the sides of her lips and down her chin.  She looks up at him and does a final stroke down his shaft to get the last drop of cum on her waiting tongue.  His face shows pleasure that transitions to thinly veiled anger.  He thought he had me trapped.  She decides to have some cruel fun with him.  Her lips part and she pushes his cum out of her mouth so his entire load runs down her chin, drips onto her chest, and runs down her body.  She lets go of his cock and playfully squeezes her tits together to smear his cum on them.  She lets out a giggle and leans forward to take his cock into her mouth again.  His drooping cock is getting soft and she licks him just like she did to start the blow job.  ‘What are you doing?’  She feigns surprises and pulls back.  ‘You paid for 30 minutes.  I thought you’d want me to try and get you off again, Sir.’  He hasn’t come that hard in years but now she’s fucking with him.  ‘No, we’re done for today.  I’ll let you go early so you can clean that mess off your tits before you have to be back in class.  I don’t want your classmates to see what a whore you are.’  He pulls his trousers up and tucks his cock back inside.  He takes out his wallet and hands her $200 in crisp $100 bills.  She rises taller on her knees and hooks a thumb through her thong and pulls so he can tip her like she’s a stripper.  He glares at her but bends down and slides the money into her panties.  She stays there for a moment cleaning his cum off her chest and stomach with her fingers before she licks them clean.  Obediently she turns and crawls back to her clothes.  He can’t take his eyes off her ass and the black lace covering her pussy as she moves.  He starts to get hard again.  She stands up and decides she’s going to taunt him one last time.  She tucks the cash into her pants pocket at her feet and then stands tall.  ‘Actually, you will get me out of my panties today.’  She bends at the waist and slides her thong down her legs.  She takes her time rising back up and lets him enjoy the view of her glistening cunt.  ‘These are just too wet to continue wearing.’  She slips on her tee shirt and shoes and carries her pants and bra.  The shirt is long enough to cover her ass but just barely.  ‘I think I’ll skip my afternoon classes.  I’m going to head home and curl up with my vibrator.  I’m going to fuck myself reliving this until the batteries die or I’m too exhausted to keep making myself cum.’  She leaves without closing the door behind her.  Her friend is still waiting in the car at the end of the driveway and she doesn’t look back as she gets in.  His cock is rock hard again.  He steps over the puddle of drool and cum where the girl was kneeling and walks to the door so he can watch her as she leaves.  He takes her panties off the coat hook and holds them up to his nose.  One deep breath and he smells heaven.  Her wetness is sticky on his fingers and he grins almost manically.  He closes the door and texts a quick message.  ‘Same time tomorrow, slut.  You won’t be going to your afternoon classes.’ 

She's Wet Part 1

She’s wet.  Her body is tingling with anticipation.  She’s positive he doesn’t remember her.  Two days ago, they matched online and quickly switched to texting.  A few tasteful pictures of her and one of his cock and they began negotiating.  This first meeting would be just to feel each other out.  Probably oral.  Maybe something more.  Certainly discussing her prices. Her ride stops and she gets out of the car.  It’s been a while but the house is almost exactly as she remembered from when she was childhood friends with Mark’s daughter.  She heads for the door and enters without knocking, as instructed.  He hears the front door open and smiles.  This little slut has been on his mind nonstop for two days.  The pictures she sent were incredible.  Tight young body.  Perky tits, pierced.  An ass that swallowed a thong and looked like a perfect handful for his strong hands.  She was being coy and wanted to ease into being his sugar baby.  He played along.  Once she was on her knees he would let her know that he was in charge, and she was going to follow his lead.  None of his poker buddies had bagged an 18-year-old still in High school.  She was as fresh as they come.  She walks slowly and looks at her possible sugar daddy.  He’s tall.  Taller than she remembered.  Powerfully built but showing some age.  Memory and recently exchanged pictures overlap and she smiles.  ‘Hello Mark . . .’  she trails off as his gaze goes down her body and back to her face.  ‘No, you call me Sir.  Come stand in front of me.’  She smiles playfully.  ‘Yes Sir.’  Standing in front of him she looks up to make eye contact.  His eyes are hungry.  A hand grips her shoulder and turns her in a slow circle as he looks her over.  The hand runs down her back as she keeps turning.  It slides over her hip and he leaves it there to keep turning her.  She finishes her circle and he feels himself begin to stiffen in his pants.  He needs her.  He needs to break her and make her his little sex toy.  He resists the urge to rush.  She wants to take it slow, so he’ll take it slow.  For now.  ‘You’re even sexier than in the pictures.’  His hand hasn’t left her hip.  He squeezes gently and pulls her closer.  She has to look up to maintain eye contact and she rises onto her tip toes to kiss him, but his other hand caresses her cheek and stops her movement.  ‘You talked a pretty strong game over text.  Something about the best head of my life?’  She stays on the balls of her feet and her tongue licks her lips slowly.  She clicks her tongue ring against her teeth and drops back to her heels.  ‘I did say that, didn’t I?  Let’s call it $50?’  The man laughs a little and his hands find her chest.  ‘For $50 you’ll be naked while you suck my cock and I’ll cum wherever I want.’  He fondles her breasts and she doesn’t stop him.  ‘No, you won’t get me out of my panties today.  But I’ll strip for you, and you can cum anywhere but my hair.  That’ll make it $100 though.  I still have to get back to class in 30 minutes so I can’t have my hair messed up.’  She reaches for the bulge in his pants and strokes his growing cock through the fabric.  ‘$100 for a blow job that I won’t even get to finish?  No, that’s just a waste of my time.  That slutty little mouth won’t make me cum before you have to leave.’  She thinks for a second and then gently pushes his hands off her tits before jerking his belt tail out to open the latch.  ‘Okay, Sir.’  She undoes the button on his trousers.  ‘How about this.’  She unzips his pants and reaches in to grip his cock and slowly stokes him.  ‘I strip down to my panties, suck your cock, and you cum anywhere you want.  That for $200.  If I don’t make you cum before I need to leave, then I’ll skip my afternoon classes and you can fuck me until you decide I’ve earned the money.  Or until your wife comes home . . . ‘

Her Big Night Part 1

Two weeks went by quick.  That’s how long she had to prepare for tonight.  They weren’t leaving town but she had to make a cover story that would last from Friday night to Saturday evening.  Mark’s fake business trip wouldn’t work for a girl that still hasn’t graduated high school.  Add in the training he put her through and the overwhelming feeling of impending vulnerability and she had been on the verge of a mental breakdown.  Now that the day was here Mark was completely different.  Caring.  Encouraging.  Dispelling her fears and building her confidence.  He had answers to all her questions and had taken care of all the details.  She was ready.  They got to the house the poker game was at early so she could prepare herself and meet the host.  There was a knock on the door when she was just about done dolling herself up.  Mark came into the guest room bathroom set aside for her and she could barely contain her excitement.  She did a slow spin for him.  She is perfect.  Black stiletto heels on her dainty feet.  Latex stockings started above her ankles and run up her toned legs to just below the crease of her butt.  A black corset hugs her waist but ends below her breasts.  The nipple piercings he likes dangle from her exposed chest.  Her snug black leather collar fits perfectly on her throat.  Her lips were painted dark red and her eyes sparkled with excitement.  Earrings to match her nipples piercings create a lovely set.  Hair in a tight updo.  His body reacted appropriately to her and he saw her smile at the growing bulge in his trousers.  ‘It’s time, slut.’  She quickly finished putting her things in a tote and nodded that she was ready.  Good, she’s already in character.  He lead her out and down a hallway to a large den with a poker table at its center.  The host is waiting for them and smiles at Mark.  He ran his eyes over the girl’s body and did a nearly imperceptible double take when he got to her face.  Mark paid it no mind.  ‘This is the slut I have been telling you about.  It knows your rules and everyone’s preferences.’ Her heart is racing.  Being naked in front of Mark was a regular thing now but having a stranger looking over her intense.  He was older than Mark.  Probably her dad’s age.  She was the youngest of 4 kids and her dad was almost a decade older than her mother.  60 maybe?  She didn’t make eye contact.  That was one of the rules.  He traced a finger over her exposed hip and up her torso to caress her chest.  ‘Hmmm.  You’ve really outdone yourself Mark. Open.’  She opened her mouth and the host looked inside.  ‘Our agreement is still good?’  Mark smiled ‘yes, of course.’  The girl didn’t know what the deal was but she wasn’t to speak unless spoken too so she kept her gaze forward and down as the host walked behind her to continue his inspection.