Cori opened the door to her apartment and walked inside. The motion was automatic and without thought. Her day had felt so long that she barely had the energy to stand for much longer. Closing the door behind her, she put her back to the door and shut her eyes for a few moments. Taking a slow breath in....and exhale out.
Feeling her phone buzzing in her purse, she reached in and glanced at the screen. A smile went across her face as she saw the messages coming in from her partner Michael.
"Thinking about you baby! I miss you ❤️"
"I miss you too!" She replied quickly. "Can't wait to see you tomorrow! When you get a chance, can you send me your flight info?" Michael had been gone for a week for a family reunion. She hadn't been able to get enough time off work to join him this time. Not that it was a big deal. She would have plenty of time to see them during the holidays later.
"Will do!" His response came in a few seconds later. "There was a weird mixup with the flights. I'll be arriving around 6pm I think. Unless there is another delay."
Cori began walking into her apartment. Stepping out of her heels and setting them aside. "So no hooking up with David after work in the back of my car? 😉" She joked. Though she couldn't help but try to imagine the logistics of it. Mapping in her head how long David usually took to use her, then how long it took to drive from her office building to the airport through rush hour traffic. He would provide a good distraction during gridlock now that she thought about it more.
"Bring him with if you do! We can certainly share you when we get home 😏" Her heart rushed at the thought of that.
"I'll ask him tomorrow if he is interested!"
Cori continued walking into her apartment. She left her door unlocked. A normal practice for her whenever she was home. Even in a free use world, there were some rules about trespassing. The apartment building she lived in needed a key card to enter. But once you were inside, if someone left a door unlocked, or preferably a door open, that meant it was ok to come inside and use whomever you wanted. Cori had gotten to know pretty much everyone in the building this way. And of course, consent was still paramount. No still means no.
She began undressing when she entered the bedroom. Today she had been wearing a white and purple stripped flowy sundress. The low cut showed off her 36 D cups perfectly. While the loose skirt offered a tantalizing view of her thighs and just a small view of her butt at the right angles. She had felt occasionally a small breeze throughout the day reveal that she didn't wear panties.
The sundress slid off her hourglass frame with an easy pull of a drawstring. Easy access and being able to disrobe quickly was an important aspect of fashion for both women and men.
While she does enjoy being the center of attention, and being the desire for free use from both men and women alike, having quiet nights like this are much appreciated. She took her time cleaning herself up from a long day. Afterwards, wearing only a silk bathrobe, she made herself a small dinner before winding down for bed.
She felt her phone buzz as she entered the bathroom. She smiled to herself as she saw the pictures that were sent. It was of a curly haired blonde, naked with her hands caressing her own breasts, moaning with pleasure as she rode Michael's cock. Cori recognized her immediately from the last time she visited Michael's family.
"Hi Sally!" She messaged back. Remembered the last time she had a threesome with Michael's prom date from high school. Visiting old friends, catching up, and using them was part of the fun about going home.
Afterwards she disrobed and made her way into bed. She had slept naked as a habit ever since she turned 18 and was allowed to be accessed for free use. Even when nobody was home it just felt normal at this point. She sent a quick message saying good night to Michael, figuring he would see it when he was done with Sally, then turned off the lights. Given how long and tiring the day was, it didn't take long for her to fall asleep.
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Cori woke with a start as she felt a pair of strong hands grab her and flip her onto her stomach. Groggy and surprised, she barely had time to react or say anything before a hand clapped over her mouth, silencing her.
"Easy there...don't scream. You're mine now." The voice sent an icy chill through Cori. It was deep and unfamiliar. Whoever it was she did not either recognize or remember it. She froze, trying desperately to put a face to the voice. Was this potentially a new neighbor? Did she mishear him?
She felt the cold air of the room hit her skin as the blanket covering her was forcefully pulled off her body. She gasped against the man's hand. Looking around frantically, she couldn't see anything. The room was too dark. No way to catch a reflection of her guest on anything. She could only see a few inches in front of her face. Was she dreaming?
"That's a good girl..." she heard the mystery man say. A hand firmly spanked her exposed ass from behind. Cori moaned against the man's hand. Feeling the betrayal of her body responding to the praise, even given the circumstances. Though it was a common term of endearment, most guys that used her frequently knew she loved being called 'good girl'. Had he used her before?
Cori reached her hands up and pulled firmly on the mystery man's hand, freeing her mouth. "Wh...who are you?" She asked. Her fear and confusion causing her voice to shake.
The man clearly did not appreciate this brief act of defiance. As she felt a hand firmly grab her hair by the root and pull. The force was so strong that it lifted Cori's head and torso off the bed, causing her back to arch so much that she was nearly staring at the ceiling. Cori let out a sharp yelp of surprise and pain from this over the top display of dominance. She planted her hands on the bed, attempting to stabilize and give herself some relief from.
"It doesn't matter who I am!" The man snarled. She felt his free hand wrap around her throat. Applying pressure but not nearly enough to choke her. She whimpered, tears beginning to well up in her eyes. Her confusion was thoroughly replaced at this point by fear. A stark reality filled her with dread. While free use is still the norm, there are still those who do not understand, or abuse its freedoms. Abuse and rape still can happen.
"No..." Cori said in a choked off voice. She felt the man hesitate when hearing her.
"What did you say?" His voice revealed confusion, but still trying to mask and assert dominance.
"I said no...I do not consent." Cori said, stronger this time. Her words and voice, though choked off, empowered her and shielded her like a suit of armor.
She felt the reaction rip through the man like electricity. His hands immediately let go of Cori's hair and throat. Causing her to fall forward and hit the bed hard.
"I...I'm sorry...I thought this is what you wanted Amanda. Are you ok?" The man said. Actively getting off the bed as he did so. Surprise and relief washed over Cori as she heard that name said. She giggled almost involuntarily and she rolled onto her back. "What? What's so funny?"
Cori reached towards her bedside lamp and flicked it on, filling the room with light. "I'm not Amanda. My name is Cori." Not bothering to cover up, she couldn't help but smile. The whiplash from thinking she was about to be assaulted to realizing it was just a case of mistaken identity was leaving her nearly punched drunk with adrenaline.
"Umm I'm Alex..." With the lights on the mystery man was fully revealed to him. He was average height with short black hair, a trimmed beard cropped his face which was complimented by a pair of light blue eyes. Like Cori, he was also naked. His frame was thin but athletic, with broad shoulders and a toned core.
Cori smiled sympathetically at him, watching his erect cock actively retreat. "Yep...you're certainly not Amanda." He said, his eyes roaming over Cori. Embarrassment flushed his face. He moved back, giving her as much space. "Is this not room 52?" Cori shook her head.
"This is room 62." She pointed downwards through the floor. "She is one floor directly below us." Smiling again. Cori could tell her seemingly relaxed demeanor at this situation was beginning to put Alex more at ease.
"I am so so sorry!" He said, making his way towards where he had placed his clothes. "Amanda and I matched online, and she told me about this fantasy of..." Cori put up a reassuring hand up, cutting him off. Alex nodded. "Sorry...this was the first time I've ever tried doing anything like this. I'm not usually that forceful a dominant. Not to that extreme anyway."
"It's not too late for you. She is probably downstairs waiting for you now." Cori said, watching him put on his clothes.
"Yah...I'm not sure I can. I spent the whole car ride over here psyching myself up. I'm not sure I can get back into that mindset again..." He finished putting on his clothes. Taking a second to hang his head in shame. "I'm sorry. I should go." He said, turning on his heels to leave the room.
"Wait..." Cori was just as surprised as Alex when she heard herself say that. She wasn't even sure why she said it. Alex turned to look at her. She sighed. "This is all just a misunderstanding..." She slowly sat more upright, sliding off her bed and making her way towards Alex. A mixture of emotions ran across his face as he watched her approach. Confusion, intrigue, doubt, excitement.
"...w...what's happening..."
"Just helping 'psych' you back up. I'm doing this for Amanda's sake. If she asked you to come, she will be disappointed if you don't show up."
Alex's eyes bulged as he watched her drop to her knees. Causing her exposed breasts to jiggle slightly. Cori reached up and began undoing his pants.
"I don't know if I..." he began, Cori cut him off by wrapping her hand firmly around his cock, freezing him in place with it. She looked up at him.
"Shhhh...let's get you ready for Amanda..." Maintaining eye contact, Cori wrapped her lips around his cock and began to suck. Alex watched in stunned silence as she continued to pleasure him.
