Omi

"Open your mouth."

I call hesitation

"Open your fucking mouth and show me your teeth."

He puts his middle and index finger into my mouth and runs them along my sop pink gums.

"Wider"

I open as far as I can. He puts his other hand in my mouth and uses the mirroring fingers to hook under my white pots. He shakes my head around with ease.

He removes his top claws and uses their spitty surface to smack me a few times across the cheek.

He pushes down hard under my tongue with the other set and makes me wince my orbs.

He gives me a big old smile.

Nudge

Im drifting off to sleep, gently rotating my bottom against his groin absent mindedly. The holes are all slick and wet already. With prior preparation comes perfect performance. He clasps his hand around my throat and starts to push and nudge me harder, spreading the flesh, looking to get in. He slides into this tight hole and begins to thrust. He places his palm on my lower back and bends me forward, into a crouch. He rocks and rubs. When he gets bored of that he places his hand on my white stomach and presses his weight into me. He rolls me on to my belly, my face hard down on the edge of the bed. He pins my legs together leaving his legs on the outside and starts to fuck me hard. I cannot move. I am trapped. The thrusts hurt. As his actions speed I place my hand in front of my eyes to stop my face smashing into the wooden side table. I start to snivel feebly as he begins to reach his climax. He extinguishes the ghost of the moment into my cavity and gets off me. I don't move. I feel relieved. I smell the heat and sweat of the body next to me, and feel the fluid drip out.

One swing too many

Im sitting across her face and she's eating me and I'm watching him slide his fingers into her holes. Im drunk.

Urine

He pushes his flaccid piece of silken flesh between my lips and releases. I swallow glug after glug of fresh sweet urine down into my throat. I keep sucking it down and gulping hard. He rests his palm on the nape of my neck and smiles. "Such a good girl". It tastes strange and unpleasant but manageable. I drink more and more and concentrate on my devotion and that desire of wanting to be where I should be, not empty, in my place, with him, being used.

Seedy Swinging #2

We sit in the bubbling pool and the man across me stretches out his leg. He rests his foot between my legs and starts to rub my cunt with the tip of his toe. The water swirls and foams and glistens, masking the action. I breath deeply and close my eyes. I lean across to my Sir and whisper in his ear that some bad man has his foot between my pins. He looks at my face and raises his eyebrows, "Good".

Simone

Her soft, small mouth gently plucks at my lips. She takes the flesh of the lower half and sucks it. I purr softly into that little puckered hole and close my eyes. When I raise my hand to her cheek her skin is silk smooth. She smells soft, not feminine, but clean and delicate. She brushes the tip of her nose against mine and kisses me again. I think about how pale and easy her body is going to be. How firm her small breasts are going to feel in my palms. The split at the top of her legs. Her wetness. How much I can excite her, and how excited she is already.

Modern Living

"Come over"

"Fine, but I want you wet and waiting"

I sit on the doorstep like a bad kid, finish my cigarette and when he arrives I let him in.

He fucks me quickly and forcefully, and his thick, generous cock makes me orgasm.

We go to sleep, get up and fuck again in the morning and then he leaves.

The Vintage Man

We stand outside in the warmth of the summer air. He is dressed in a perfectly tailored three piece suit. His jaw is sharp and the blue in his eyes gleams. He offers me a cigarette and lights it for me. I touch his hand gently as I cup mine around the flame.

We walk upstairs, back to the party. He pushes me against the walls and drags a kiss from my lips. I purr into the warmth of his mouth and feel his stubble scratch my jaw.

We steal more time together later. We sit on the step outside the party and start to kiss again. He begins to smack me gently across the cheek as we kiss. Just a little more than a tap. Just a small amount of control. I can smell the leather on his hands, from where his driving gloves were. I can feel the pulse in his neck and smell his cologne.

It makes me feel weak.

A Perfect Evening

He is running a pinwheel over my bare flesh, resting it between the cheeks of my bottom and then spanking me hard so the pin heads stick into me.

He is biting my flesh and pinching it tightly.

He is lifting his blood covered fingertips to my mouth and I lick them completely clean.

He is stretching my insides with his fists. Smacking my cunt and whispering into my ear.

"Such a pretty good girl. My girl"

He fucks me on my knees and I come.

He drags me downstairs and smokes a cigarette. I sit at his feet. I fetch him a drink. I wait attentively.

He lifts me up by my chin and spits in my face.

He smacks me back and forth hand until I cry.

He takes me back upstairs and throws me onto the bed, his hands wrapped tightly around my throat.

"I could just squeeze this pretty little head off"

I smirk crosses my face and he smiles back at me. He picks me up by my hair and flings me forward, onto my knees thrusting his fingers into my bottom.

He pulls me back by my hair again and jams these fingers into my mouth. This continues endlessly before he penetrates me again and an orgasm crashes through me.

I am snivelling and shaking, and this is barely half of what I can't remember.

The Seedy Swingers Club

Theres a darkened room with a sponge covered platform. The whole thing's sealed in leather and there's a one way looking glass on the wall. People can see it, but we can't see them. Things like that excite me. We're kissing and nipping at each others lips. We shed what we have on and then I suck on him until he swells up. I squat across his lap, feet flat and position his cock underneath me. I slide down onto him and begin to bob up and down. I can feel the pleasure clenched between his teeth. He looks satisfied and that makes me happy. He stands up and I kneel down and he starts to fuck me from behind and it feels so good. I can see some faceless cock standing at the door and I say he can come in. He touches my back. I say "Don't touch me". My Sir strokes my hair and I say to this other guy "You can fuck me if you want" He rags himself in and out of my cunt, rubbered up, with force and ferocity. I lay my head flat and zone out. My Sir lifts me up by the neck and smacks me forcefully across the face. I snivel and drool as some other guy finishes in his latex bag. The feeling of being used washes around me and the room smells like sweat and sex and rubber. It smells good.