With the door left open, I am able to hear the music and crowd of voices at the party below us. More footsteps begin to come up the stairs as I prepare myself for the next cock. I hear someone walk in the door, but I don't hear it shut. 'I guessed he must've shut it softly.' But then I continue to hear the sound of the party downstairs. 'I'll just try to stay quiet.' knowing full well that wasn't going to be possible. Deep down, I knew how much of a slut I really was and that I might just risk it.
Seeing me exposed, in lingerie with my legs spread wide and ass in the air, ropes holding me down, you can't help but approach me. You walk right up to me and start groping my thighs. I don't hear any exchange of words so he either texted you to do what you want or you just took it upon yourself. 'Did you just see a nearly-naked slut tied to the bed, helpless, and assume she was yours to use?' You drag your fingertips up my legs and feel me squirm unknowingly. "Well, I suppose I'll just have to help myself."
You taking your time feels different than the guys before you. My heart starts pounding and my face becomes flushed. Maybe it's the fact that the door is still wide open and I can hear all the voices at the party. I continue to squirm as you creep up on me and explore my body. I lay there overwhelmed with anticipation of what you'll do next as well as a bit of fear as I am unaware of who is in the room, touching and seeing me again in this vulnerable position. But I can't help but throb and hope you'll use me however you want, taking advantage of the opportunity that's in front of you.
Your hand begins to drop, from fingertips to a full palm on my right leg, creeping up slowly and gripping and massaging slightly until your hand is firmly held right underneath my pussy, panties still pulled to the side. I can feel the knuckle of your first finger on my pussy, and your thumb beginning to massage into my cheek. Your right hand begins to wander, mindlessly to your cock where you can feel your pulse surge with every second of contact. I hear the distinct sound of your belt buckle, as your hands grip even firmer. My stomach drops at the familiar sound, afraid I'm about to get more smacks. While I know he at least has some restraint, I have no idea who you are or how rough you might be with your spankings. I listen closely for the flap of it being pulled free from your belt loops and feel a sense of relief when I realize you are not here to spank me some more. You already feel the warmth and smell my sweet scent coming from between my legs. I squirm, trying to get your hand closer, but you keep it in place on my thigh. I squirm gently against the restraints.
You remove your hand slowly from between my legs, letting my ass lift instinctively before giving my ass a firm, hard slap. The sound of flesh echoes in the room along with my involuntary yelp. 'Fuck that was a good smack, I haven't heard an echo like that all night.' Excited to see my already pink ass jiggle, you give me two more quick strikes followed by more echoes, 'Or was that coming from the open door?' A bit confused, 'Are they getting wild downstairs too?'
My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of your pants sliding down your legs and belt buckle crashing to the floor. You take your time and walk around the bed slowly to the other side, examining every inch of my body. Your hand resumes contact with my ass, and before any words can escape my lips, you give it one more quick slap. I jump and yelp once more. You rub my cheek to soothe the sting. You rub the other cheek for good measure and spread my cheeks. You see my pussy leaking a mix of juices. This is when you realize just what a slut I am and how much fun you're about to have.
"Good girl," you can't help but say in response. You grab ahold of the thin straps of my lingerie and decide I've worn it long enough. With one firm rough movement, you yank the mesh bikini top off me, pulling it out from under me, my tits getting pulled down under my chest with the pull of the fabric. You then grab the string of my panties and I hear them rip right off, freeing my sopping wet pussy to the air. You place your hand under my hips, lifting my ass to the air and spreading my cheeks and pussy lips nice and wide. You see me begin to leak onto the bed as your face is a mere few inches from me. You're at your limit and bury your open mouth on my pussy, your tongue on my clit, pulling my hips into your mouth and savoring my taste and the feel of my flesh around you.
I quiver at your tongue's touch. I softly moan as my throbbing clit finally gets the attention it's been craving from you. I grind as much as I can back into your face as you slowly slurp up my juices. You continue groping my ass, smacking 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 ass 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, hungry for my body. My juices are dripping down your face, swelling on your cheeks. You feel me start to gush into your mouth, my moans mixing in the air with the squelching sound of your tongue on my clit. You slide one of your fingers into my pussy slowly, probing one knuckle at time. You feel my pussy tighten around you, coaxing you inside of me and you can feel your cock swell even more. 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, massaging and nibbling slowly until you know I'm about to burst. You can feel my pussy swell and beg you for more.
You retreat quickly, just as I'm about to cum. 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 use my juices to lubricate yourself, 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 rumble 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 firm grip on my ass while your other hand begins to reach under my body to feel my tits. "Be polite, baby." Impatiently, I whine, "Ngh...please, sir!" 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, exploring how wet I am and how many groans you can get out of me. Two fingers slide into me, gripping me tighter as I bob back and forth on your shaft like the good little slut that you know I am.
