(fict, group, tease, creampie, smoking, light BDSM)
[Author's Note: This story is presented in alternating first-person perspective, switching between his and hers. It's a little harder to read than the average story, but creates an immediacy of what each character is thinking -- the key element to this story.]
"Jill! You're such a fucking slut! How could you do this to me?" I walked into the apartment to find my girlfriend lying nude on the couch, come leaking lazily from her flaming pussy.
She looked up at me with a weary, satisfied smile on her face. "Hi honey," she responded weakly.
"Don't 'hi honey' me," I growled as I crossed the room toward her. "You've been fucking around on me and you don't even have the decency to hide it. You just lie there with some guy's come leaking out of you, waiting for me to get home."
"Actually," she corrected me, idly running a finger through the sticky wetness in her crotch, "There were three of them."
As much as I tried to hide it, Jill would have had to have been blind to miss the erection that had been growing inside of my pants since the second I opened the door. Before that, really -- knowing what lay in store for me. We had been playing this game, I guess, for a couple of months now. It was constantly getting more complex and going ever farther. Jill loved to act and be treated like a slut. It was far from her day-to-day persona as a successful financial manager, but perhaps that was part of the draw. At any rate, she had subtly maneuvered me into providing her sexual outlet, and along the way I had discovered great excitement in "forcing" my girlfriend to act in depraved ways.
I watched, mesmerized, as she lifted her finger to her lips, a string of gooey come stretching from her fingernail to her clit. She looked me in the eye as she sucked the wetness from it, and then reached for my belt buckle.
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"I was a bad, bad girl today...so what are you doing to do about it? Are you going to punish me?" I said, looking up at him, daring him to do just that.
'Boy, is he hard tonight,' I thought. Just looking at my gorgeous boyfriend's hard cock growing larger by the second turned me on even further. The come leaking from me was now, once again, mingled with the sweet aroma from my pussy. Just when I thought I had had enough tonight...
I licked my lips, never taking my eyes away from his. "You know you want me David, don't you? Do you want sloppy seconds?" He didn't answer. I slowly pulled down his zipper, and his throbbing cock sprang free.
I touched the base of his cock with my tongue and slowly started licking up the length of it. "Mmmm, that's nice" I purred. His eyes never left mine. I know what he likes, and I began. I continued to lick his shaft, slowly, intently. Then all of a sudden I took all of it deep into my mouth. "Oh God," David groaned, "Please don't stop!"
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Jill was such a whore. I had to give her credit, she knew what she liked and she was very skilled at it. I couldn't stop moaning as her tongue lazily crossed my cock in a seemingly random pattern that nonetheless left me short of breath. She looked so sexy, so...used...with the lipstick smeared partly off of her mouth from the other men she had sucked tonight. We both knew what the rules of the game were, and we were both ready to do our parts. I continued with my role.
"You think you can just give me a blowjob and that everything will be all right, don't you?" I laced my fingers in her long, blonde hair and pulled her face into my hips until her lips were on the base of my cock. To her credit, Jill didn't even miss a beat but kept licking gently while using her mouth for suction around me. "You little cunt...If I'm ever going to forgive you, you're going to have to be completely honest with me. I need to hear every detail about it."
She leaned back into the sofa with her legs spread obscenely. I could tell she was getting freshly wet because her cunt was growing even shinier, and a thick stream of come was slowly oozing down her inner thigh like a white arrow pointing to the target. She pursed her lips as if in thought. The silence grew between us, and my cock twitched with my heartbeat while more semen leaked from her. I found myself thinking that the three guys must have really filled her up when Jill broke the silence.
"All right," she began. "I at least owe you that much." I could tell that Jill was taking back the initiative in our game of trading control and felt my loins trembling slightly. As rough as I could try to be, and as much as she liked my dominance, I thought she was probably the more skilled of the two of us at the game. As if to illustrate the point, she reached to the night stand beside her and picked up her cigarettes. Jill knew that smoking a cigarette would both slow things down and give her some control, and also drive me wild since I found it so sexy when she did it.
Jill withdrew a long white cigarette and lit it, slowly inhaling and then exhaling a long stream of smoke. "I'll tell you what you want to know, but we both know you had a hand in this too, so I think you're going to have to kiss me first."
I thought that was a fair compromise, and bent down over her, my cock rubbing against her leg and leaving a smear of precome on her. Jill's arms went around my neck and she pulled me into her hot mouth. Her tongue pressed hard against mine and I could taste the smoke on her breath as she breathed and moaned into me. Her mouth was warm and moist and I was reminded instantly that she had been sucking my cock moments earlier, and who knew how many before I had arrived. Finally I pulled away, weak in the knees.