My boyfriend, Matt, is wonderful. Kind, caring, smart and he knew just how to please me. He knew nothing made my pussy wetter than being told what to do. He knew that when he was on top of me there was nothing I enjoyed more than being told what a dirty little slut I was. He also knew that I fantasized about being fucked by his best friend.
Let's rewind a little. My boyfriend and I met online and we recently moved in together. Since then- well let's just say the neighbors have complained a lot about the noise. Matt, however, had no problems with my insatiable lust. I had always been horny but with Matt my panties were constantly soaking with arousal. Something Matt liked to do was watch how horny he could get me by just talking to me. Tonight was one of those nights.
"Strip." he told me when I walked into the bedroom. The authoritative tone of his voice got my juices flowing as I tore off my shirt and bra, setting my large breasts free. I stepped out of my bicycle shorts leaving my panties for last. After I pulled them off, Matt stooped to pick them up and sniffed them.
"These are soaking Catherine." he said sternly. I was panting already.
"I know." I could hear my voice shaking.
"Lie down on the bed. Now I want you to use your imagination. You are in the shower. You are cleaning that sexy body of yours. Now you are washing between your legs. The action is starting to make you a little horny. Luckily someone is there to help with that." He leaned closer to me.
"What do you think of Mark?"
Mark was his best friend. Immediately his image sprung to mind. Tall, dark, sexy- I almost let out a little whimper but caught myself. I knew Matt liked to show me off to other men. But that was completely different than watching me masturbate to thoughts of his best friend.
"He's cute I guess. Doesn't turn me on." I lied.
"So if Mark was to approach you in the shower, push you back against the wall and start cleaning your body with his tongue, your pussy wouldn't start dripping? If he was to slam his large cock into that needy little pussy of you, you wouldn't cry out his name as he fucked you? Don't pretend, Catherine. I know you fantasize about him fucking you while I watch."
My breathing was growing deeper and deeper.
"Yes Matt!" I burst out finally "I want him so badly. My pussy needs him."
"Good girl." Matt said "You may touch yourself"
"Oh!" I squealed as I began to finger myself, opening my legs as wide as I could, trying to satisfy the throbbing need "Mark, oh fuck me please! I need that cock! Oh Mark fuck me oh Mark please!" I moved my entire body as I fucked myself, wantonly thrusting my pussy forward, cum dripping down my legs. I closed my eyes as the sensation built.
When I opened them Mark's face was inches from mine, his mouth curled up in an arrogant smirk. He ran his eyes all along my body, my flushed face, my erect breasts, and my glistening pussy. I blushed embarrassed at the way I whimpered as he feasted on me with his eyes.
He leaned closer and whispered in my ear.
"Well, well, well...somebody looks like she is a little excited." The husky, teasing tone of his voice sent me over the edge. I arched my back and moaned his name as my body shuddered its release.
"Well Mark what did you think?" asked Matt.
"I think your girlfriend likes me." he said chuckling, running his eyes over my body again. I blushed and looked away. Mark and I didn't spend that much time together but I had been around him long enough to know that he was not in need of another ego trip. And even though I rolled my eyes and complained to Matt about how egotistical he was, I liked a guy who thought every girl wanted him (especially if he was right).
"Catherine, Mark and I have to talk. Go shower." I got to my feet and started to gather up my clothes.
"Just take your panties." Matt said tossing me the pair of wet panties I had been wearing earlier. I blushed again at the strong smell of arousal on my panties. Mark winked at me and I gasped feeling another rush of want between my legs. I closed the door and leaned against it panting heavily.
My clit began to throb again as I washed off all my cum. It was difficult not to be turned on especially when I thought about Mark pressing me against the wall and plunging his cock deep into me.
"Catherine! Hurry up!" called Matt, impatiently. I quickly dried myself and stepped out of the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel and my wet pair of panties. Matt was lounging on the bed and Mark was leaning against the wall. They both watched me when I came in.
"Lose the towel." Matt ordered. I let it fall, revealing my glistening body. Mark stepped closer to me, smirking again. God how that smirk turned me on. Mark seemed to know what I was thinking because he whispered "I'll bet that slutty pussy is getting wet already. You like having men stare at your naked body. Don't you, you little slut?" I couldn't deny this especially when I let out a gasp of longing. To be degraded and humiliated- it was one of my greatest fantasies. Even Matt didn't know how much humiliation turned me on.
"Show Mark just how wet you are. Stick your fingers in your pussy and then hold them up." I stared at the floor as I slipped my hand inside my underwear and stuck my fingers into my juicing cunt. I winced at the noises of arousal that it made as I slipped my fingers inside it. Matt laughed which just made me wetter.
"Juicing up already? Wow, Matt wasn't lying when he said you were the horniest girl he ever met. So tell me Catherine, when you juice up like that what do you think about?".
"Matt. And-and sometimes you"
Mark laughed. "I know that Catherine." I blushed "Of course it's cute to hear you say it anyway." I blushed even harder. He leaned closer to me and his voice grew husky.
"Do you think about Matt fucking you?" I nodded.
"And do you think about me fucking you?" I nodded again. I couldn't help notice that sensation was building in my clit and the way they were both staring at me as though they could see every naughty thought I had ever entertained- well it almost pushed me over the edge.
"What about both of us?" Mark whispered this in my ear so only I could hear it. I drew in a shuddering breath. "What if we both took you at the same time? Would that be enough cock for you? Would a slut like you be satisfied like that? With two cocks ramming that dangerous body of yours" Then he leaned closer and softly bit my neck which was my undoing.
"Yes oh oh oh yes!" I screamed as I almost collapsed into his arms. Matt raised his eyebrows. I knew he was surprised by the way I had cum twice in under an hour. I had spent years struggling to achieve a single orgasm at all and now I was having multiple orgasms in one night. I think that was when Matt realized how deep my need to be humiliated and dominated by men was and I think that was the night my fate was sealed.
"I guess you like the idea." Mark said setting me back on my feet with a laugh. He reached down and rubbed between my legs to feel my panties. I gasped as he stroked me. When he removed his hand it was dripping with wetness.
"Catherine you just came in your panties like some common slut." Matt said sternly "I am afraid some punishment is in order. Panties down please."
