u/KinkWolf889

Fictional Story. All characters are above the age of 18.

My girlfriend Sally (18) lived with her divorced dad Billy (40). It was a pretty new relationship but he didn't seem to care that I spent the night. She had to leave for work early in the morning and I was off that day. Her dad left shortly afterwards for his construction job. The second I heard both cars pull away, I dove straight into her closet like a kid in a candy store.

I’d been fantasizing about this for weeks. I liked to wear her clothes something about the soft fabrics and feminine cut made me feel so slutty and free. I rummaged through her drawers and picked out the sluttiest outfit I could find: a tiny pink crop top that barely reached below my nipples, a black pleated micro skirt that barely covered my ass, a pair of her laciest red thong panties, and thigh high white stockings with little bows at the top. I even slipped on one of her chokers and did my best with some of her lip gloss in the mirror. My heart was racing with excitement and nerves.

I grabbed my backpack and pulled out the thick, dildo I’d been hiding from her. Then I climbed onto Sally’s bed, put my headphones on with some loud porn playing rough daddy scenes where the girls got absolutely destroyed and lubed up the toy. I started slow at first, teasing my hole, but I quickly got lost in it. Soon I was on all fours, ass up, slamming the dildo deep into myself with long, greedy strokes. The skirt was flipped up over my back, the thong pulled aside, and I was moaning like a total whore into the pillow.

“Fuck yes… harder, Daddy…” I whimpered to myself, thrusting back onto the toy, completely lost in the fantasy. My cock was rock hard, leaking onto her sheets. I was going to town so hard that the bed was creaking and my moans were getting louder and louder.

Until I looked up.

There, standing in the doorway with his arms crossed, was Billy. Tall, broad shouldered, covered in a light sheen of sweat from the job site. His eyes were wide at first, then narrowed with pure hunger as they traveled over my dressed up body my ass still impaled on the dildo, skirt hiked up, glossy lips parted in shock.

I froze. The dildo slipped out of me as I scrambled to cover myself, but it was way too late.

Billy stepped inside and closed the door behind him with a soft click. “Forgot my fucking lunch,” he said, voice low and gravelly. “Heard some strange noises and thought maybe a burglar got in. But this…” He let out a dark chuckle, his gaze locked on me. “This is better than I could’ve imagined. My daughter’s little boyfriend all dolled up like a cheap fucktoy in her clothes.”

I tried to speak, but my voice came out shaky. “Billy……sir, please… this isn’t… I can explain ”

He cut me off by stepping closer, towering over the bed. “Explain? Look at you. Lip gloss. Stockings. That fat toy still shiny from your ass. You’re a secret little sissy, aren’t you?” His hand reached down and gripped my chin, forcing me to look up at him. “Here’s the deal, princess. If you want this to stay our dirty little secret if you don’t want me to call Sally right now and tell her exactly what her boyfriend was doing in her bed while she was at work you’re going to take care of me. Every inch. And you’re going to do it like the eager little girl you’re dressed as.”

My face burned with shame and twisted arousal. I nodded slowly.

“Good girl,” he growled. In one swift motion he grabbed me, flipped me onto my back, and pinned my wrists above my head with one strong hand. His other hand yanked the dildo completely away and tossed it aside. “That cheap toy’s got nothing on the real thing.”

He unzipped his work jeans and pulled out his cock. It was thick, veiny, and already rock hard noticeably bigger than the dildo. He shoved my legs wide apart, pushed the tiny skirt up around my waist, and rubbed the fat head of his cock against my slick, pre stretched hole.

“You want this secret kept?” he asked, teasing my entrance. “Then beg for it.”

“Please…” I whispered, voice trembling. “Please sir…... I’ll do anything. Just don’t tell her.”

He smirked and thrust forward, burying half his length inside me in one powerful stroke. I gasped loudly, back arching off the bed. The stretch was intense, overwhelming. He didn’t give me time to adjust he started fucking me with deep, heavy strokes, each one pushing deeper until his balls were slapping against my ass.

“Fuuuuck, that’s tight,” he groaned. “Been a while since I had a hole this eager. You like getting fucked in my daughter’s clothes, huh? You little slut.”

“Yes……fuck…… yes….. Daddy,” I moaned, the words slipping out as pleasure took over. He picked up speed, pounding me harder, the bed slamming against the wall with every thrust. His big hands gripped my hips, pulling me back onto his cock like I was just a toy for his aggression.

He leaned down, biting my neck hard enough to leave marks. “That’s right. Call me Daddy while I wreck this boy pussy. If you want this secret safe, you’re gonna moan like a whore for me every time. You’re gonna dress up pretty whenever she’s gone and let me use you however I want. Understood?”

I was nodding frantically, lost in the rhythm of his brutal thrusts. “Yes Daddy! I’ll be your secret girl… I’ll take your cock whenever you want… just please don’t tell Sally!”

Billy laughed darkly and flipped me over onto my stomach, yanking my ass up into the air. He slammed back in even deeper from behind, one hand fisting my hair while the other smacked my ass hard.

“Look at you taking it so well,” he grunted. “Moaning like a pornstar. Bet you’ve been dreaming about this.” His pace was relentless long, powerful strokes that made my eyes roll back. I was drooling onto the pillow, cock leaking constantly onto her skirt as he railed me.

He kept talking dirty the whole time, reinforcing the threat and the thrill. “You ever try to hide this again and I’ll show her pictures. But if you’re a good little cumdump for me… this stays between us. You’ll get fucked raw every chance we get.”

I came first hard shooting all over the bed without even touching myself, my hole clenching around his thick cock. Billy groaned at the feeling and fucked me through it, not slowing down for a second.

He kept going for what felt like forever, switching positions, using me however he wanted missionary while choking me lightly, then riding my face with his heavy balls before flipping me back over and pounding me into the mattress again. Every time I moaned or begged, he reminded me of the secret we now shared.

Finally, with a deep, animalistic growl, Billy buried himself to the hilt and came hard, flooding my insides with thick, hot loads. He stayed inside me for a long moment, panting, his hand gently stroking my thigh like he was claiming his new toy.

“Clean yourself up before she gets home,” he said as he pulled out, cum leaking down my thighs. “And be ready for next time she leaves early.”

He grabbed his lunch from the kitchen and left me lying there, dressed in his daughter’s ruined clothes, already wondering when he’d catch me again.

I won.

I actually fucking won.

It started as a stupid, drunk joke. Kailie and I were hanging out, tipsy on cheap wine, watching Kieran Blush’s stream when The Dark Desires Group announced their big competition: submit a sexy photo, and they’d choose one winner live on stream to join them as a new full time creator for Year 2.

Kailie dared me. I was buzzed enough to do it.

I put on the one cute goth outfit I only ever wore alone in my room a black skirt, fishnets, a cropped mesh top, and a cheap wig. I took a few awkward mirror selfies, submitted them, and laughed it off.

They chose me.

Now I was staring at the official invite in my inbox, heart hammering in my chest.

“I can’t do this,” I muttered during our FaceTime call.

Kailie rolled her eyes. “Matty, a part of you clearly wanted to. You submitted, didn’t you?”

“I was drunk!”

“Still counts,” she teased. “Look, the video interview is tonight. Just be honest with them. If the vibe feels off, you can always back out. No pressure.”

I sighed, running a hand through my messy hair. “Fuck… alright. The interview can’t hurt.”

   

That night, I logged into the video call with shaky hands.

And then Jamie Velvet appeared on screen.

The Jamie Velvet. The soft, pastel haired femboy who had become one of the biggest stars after last year’s Dark Desires House. My stomach did a full flip.

“Hello Matthew,” he said warmly, smiling that gentle, disarming smile. “I’m Jamie. Is there a name you prefer to be called?”

“Matty,” I answered, voice barely above a whisper.

Jamie winked. “Matty it is.”

The questions started light but quickly became personal. He was kind, patient, and genuinely curious.

“Sexual orientation?”

“Pansexual.”

“Bottom or top?”

“Definitely bottom… but I could top if the situation felt right.”

“Clothing preference?”

I hesitated. “Androgynous… but I’ve been leaning more feminine lately. In private.”

Jamie smiled softly. “That’s wonderful.”

As the interview went on, I felt myself opening up. At one point I blurted out:

“I don’t want to be a downer… but I’m a virgin.”

Jamie’s expression softened even more. He leaned closer to the camera.

“That’s okay, Matty. We’d never pressure you. But I do need to be honest the expectation here is that you’ll engage in sexual acts on stream. Would that be an issue?”

I sat there for a long moment, heart racing.

“…No,” I finally said. “I think… I’d be open to it. I’ve just never found the right person.”

Jamie’s eyes twinkled. “You’re really cute, you know that? We have plenty of very caring playmates here. Would you be open to losing your virginity on camera?”

I thought about it. Really thought about it.

Then I whispered, “Yes. I would.”

Jamie was incredibly kind and reassuring. “At any point, if you want to stop or change your mind, you just say so. No questions asked.”

By the end of the call, they explained the profit sharing model. The number they quoted made my jaw drop it was more money than I’d make in three years working as a barista, plus royalties.

When I told Kailie, she screamed with excitement.

“You’re really doing it?!”

“…Yeah. I think I am.”

   

A week later, I was on a first class flight (paid for by them), then stepping out of a luxury car in front of a brand new, even bigger mansion than last year.

The moment I walked through the front door with my suitcase, I was greeted by familiar faces.

Jamie was the first to spot me. His face lit up.

“Matty! You made it!”

Behind him, Anna, Jaden, Scarlett, Mia, and the rest of the cast started gathering with warm, excited smiles.

Anna stepped forward first, pulling me into a gentle hug.

“Welcome to Year 2, cutie,” she whispered. “We’re really glad you’re here.”

I stood there in the grand entrance, heart pounding, surrounded by the very people I’d watched for an entire year… now looking at me.

This was really happening.

The mansion was more luxurious than the last or at least what I could tell from the stream. As I stepped inside with my suitcase, the entire cast was waiting in the grand foyer to greet me.

Anna was the first to step forward, pulling me into a warm, welcoming hug. “Matty! You’re even cuter in person.”

Next came Jaden, towering and imposing as ever, giving me a firm but kind handshake. Then Scarlett, who looked me up and down with a predatory smirk. Mia bounced over with her usual bubbly energy, and Chloe gave me an elegant, mysterious smile.

Then I met the new additions for Year 2:

• Damien Voss (DaddyVoss) A deep voiced, heavily tattooed masc dom with a shaved head and intense eyes. Pure rough Daddy energy.
• Rafe Cross (CrossURHeart) Another masc dom, tall, lean, and sadistic with a sharp jawline and an affinity for rope and impact play.
• Vesper Noir (NaughtyNoir)  A powerful femme domme with short jet black hair, piercing green eyes, and a commanding aura. Strict, teasing, and merciless.
• Lilith Vayne (DangerLilith) Another strong femme domme, gothic and elegant with blood red lips and a love for humiliation play.

Along with the crew from last year 

• Jaden Steele (JadenSteeleOfficial): 6’3” tattooed alpha male, pure muscle and “daddy” energy. Gym dom content.
• Kieran Blush (KieranBlush): Soft femboy with pastel pink hair, shy and sweet in thigh  highs and kawaii goth.
• Luca Lace (LucaLace): Glam femboy, dramatic makeup, satin and lace, luxurious tease.
• Jamie Velvet (JamieVelvetXO): Nerdy femboy gamer, glasses, hoodies, anime cosplay king.
• Anna Rose (my girlfriend): The approachable heart of the house.
• Scarlett Vixen (ScarlettVixenLive): Bold seductress in red latex and heels, pure femme  fatale.
• Mia Moon (MiaMoonCosplay): Bubbly cosplay queen who disappears into fantasy characters.
• Chloe Hart (ChloeHartAfterDark): Elegant, mysterious tease with artistic, candlelit sensuality.

And finally, I was introduced to the current reigning top femboy creator GothFemboyAssistant, the one who had blown up after last year.

He stepped forward with a soft, knowing smile. He looked stunning long black hair with purple streaks, flawless makeup, and a short gothic dress that showed off his smooth legs.

“Hey Matty,” he said gently. “I’m Sonny. Or you can just call me Assistant if you want. I know exactly how you’re feeling right now… I was in your spot last year.”

I felt my face burn. Meeting the person I’d watched get absolutely railed for months was surreal.

   

They showed me to my private room on the second floor. It was beautiful soft lighting, a massive bed with black silk sheets, a full professional makeup vanity stocked with everything I could need, a huge closet already filled with outfits in my size, and a discreet drawer full of toys, lube, plugs, and prep supplies.

“Take your time settling in,” Anna told me kindly. “We’re having a ‘Dressed’ dinner tonight. Everyone wears something really sexy. No pressure, but we’d love it if you dressed up too.”

   

That evening, everyone gathered in the grand dining room. The table was set elegantly, but the outfits were pure sin.

Jaden and the other masc doms wore tailored black shirts open at the chest. Vesper and Lilith looked deadly in tight leather and latex. Anna wore a sheer white dress that left almost nothing to the imagination. Sonny (GothFemboyAssistant) looked breathtaking in a short black lace dress.

I had chosen a short dark purple cocktail dress with a deep neckline, thigh high stockings, and delicate heels. I felt extremely exposed but strangely excited.

During dinner, the flirting was relentless and overwhelming.

Scarlett leaned forward, smirking. “So Matty… how do you want to lose your virginity? Any specific fantasies?”

Vesper’s sharp eyes locked onto me. “Would you like it slow and gentle… or should we break you in rough?”

Damien’s deep voice rumbled, “You can tell us exactly how you want those pretty legs spread.”

I was bright red, barely able to speak. My hands were shaking around my wine glass.

Jamie noticed my nervousness and smiled softly. “Hey, it doesn’t have to be tonight. Why don’t you ease in tomorrow? Participate in a few scenes, get comfortable with all of us… and then we can end the day with you finally getting your cherry popped. How does that sound?”

Sonny nodded in agreement, giving me a reassuring look. “That’s how I did it last year. It helped a lot.”

I swallowed hard, face burning, but the idea sent a thrill through me.

“…Okay,” I said quietly. “I’d like that.”

The whole table smiled and raised their glasses again.

Lilith purred, “Good boy. Tomorrow is going to be fun.”

I woke up to sunlight streaming through the tall windows of my new bedroom. My heart was already racing. This was real. I was actually here.

When I made my way downstairs to the massive open kitchen, the energy was warm and intimate. Most of the femmes were already gathered around the marble island, coffee cups in hand, casually changing in and out of lingerie like it was the most normal thing in the world.

Scarlett was the first to notice me. She was standing there in nothing but a tiny red thong, holding up two different bras for opinion.

“There’s our new girl!” she called out with a wicked grin. “Come join Coffee & Panties, Matty. It’s tradition.”

Anna smiled warmly and poured me a cup of coffee with cream and sugar, just how I liked it from our earlier conversations. “No pressure at all, baby. But we’d love to see you try some things on with us.”

The next hour was pure sensory overload.

The women moved around the kitchen completely unashamed. Mia bent over the counter in just a pair of sheer white panties, rummaging through a huge box of new arrivals. Chloe elegantly slipped on a black lace bodysuit, turning slowly so everyone could admire how it framed her ass. Vesper tried on a strappy leather harness set that left almost nothing to the imagination, her sharp eyes catching me staring.

Every time one of them changed, they asked for opinions, twirled, bent over, and teased each other playfully.

When it finally became my turn, I felt like my face was on fire.

I slowly stripped down to nothing in front of all of them. My cock was already half hard from watching them, and it quickly became fully erect as I stood there naked. The embarrassment was intense.

“Ohhh he’s so cute when he blushes,” Mia giggled.

Scarlett bit her lip, eyes roaming over my body. “Look at that pretty cock. Already so excited just from watching us change. That’s adorable.”

Chloe gave me a soft, reassuring smile. “You have a beautiful body, Matty. No need to feel shy.”

They started handing me pieces to try on. I must have changed ten times. Tiny lace thongs that barely held my cock, sheer cheeky panties that made my ass look rounder, strappy harness bottoms, delicate babydolls, even a crotchless pair that left me completely exposed.

Every time I turned around or bent over to adjust something, they showered me with compliments:

“Fuck, that looks incredible on you.”
“Your ass was made for thongs.”
“You’re going to drive the chat crazy in that one.”

Eventually, after lots of debate and teasing, they all agreed on the final look: a delicate black lace thong with thin side straps that framed my ass beautifully, paired with a sheer black cropped babydoll top that ended just above my navel. The front of the thong barely contained my still hard cock, the outline extremely obvious.

Anna stepped forward and adjusted the thong herself, her fingers deliberately brushing along my shaft as she settled it into place.

“Mmm… perfect,” she purred. “You’re wearing this for the next stream. No changing. I want everyone to see how excited my new girlfriend gets.”

The next stream was called “Teasing & Limits” featuring me with Kieran, Luca, Jamie, and Sonny.

We were all lounging together on a large, luxurious sectional couch. I was still wearing only the sheer black babydoll top and the tiny lace thong Anna had chosen for me. My cock was visibly straining against the delicate fabric, creating an obvious bulge that I couldn’t hide. The four experienced femboys were incredibly gentle and patient with me, clearly aware this was all very new.

The beginning of the stream was calm and conversational. The boys each shared their own limits to make me feel safer.

Jamie went first, smiling softly. “I’m pretty open, but I don’t like heavy pain or degradation. I like being called pretty and being praised.”

Luca was next, elegantly crossing his legs. “I love teasing and being teased. I’m fine with almost everything as long as there’s lots of communication.”

Kieran blushed a little. “I’m a huge bottom. I like being told what to do, but I get nervous with new people, so go slow with me.”

Sonny, who had been through all of this last year, looked at me kindly. “I’m comfortable with most things now, but I always remember how scary the first time can feel. So we’re going to take everything at your pace, Matty.”

Then all eyes turned to me.

Jamie asked gently, “Have you ever given a blowjob before?”

I shook my head, my face burning with embarrassment. “No… never.”

Sonny smiled warmly. “Would you like to try today? Only if you’re comfortable. We can stop at any moment. Just say the word.”

They spent several minutes reassuring me, teasing me lightly to keep things fun. Jamie stroked my thigh. Luca complimented how cute I looked when I was nervous. Eventually, after lots of soft encouragement, I took a deep breath and nodded.

“Okay… I want to try.”

Jamie went first.

He sat back comfortably against the cushions and gently guided my head down into his lap. My hands were visibly shaking as I pulled his cock out of his soft shorts.

“Just start with kisses,” Jamie whispered tenderly, running his fingers through my hair. “You’re already doing so well, Matty.”

I leaned in and pressed soft, nervous kisses along his shaft. After a few moments, I parted my lips and took the head into my mouth. Jamie let out a sweet little moan.

“That’s it… just like that, pretty boy. Use your tongue a little.”

The others watched closely, offering constant praise:

“Look at how well he’s taking it,” Luca said softly.

Sonny smiled. “You look so fucking cute with a cock in your mouth.”

Kieran added gently, “You’re making him feel really good.”

I slowly gained a little confidence, bobbing my head and taking more of Jamie. He never pushed, just kept stroking my hair and whispering encouragement until he eventually came with a soft whimper, filling my mouth. I swallowed most of it, some dripping down my chin.

   

Luca was next.

He was more teasing. He had me kneel between his legs while he lazily stroked himself.

“Open your mouth and show me your tongue,” he said playfully.

I obeyed. He rubbed the head of his cock across my tongue before sliding it inside. Luca was a little more vocal, moaning prettily as I sucked him.

“Good boy… just like that. You’re a natural.”

By the time Luca finished, I was breathing harder, my own cock leaking heavily into the tiny underwear.

Kieran was the sweetest.

He was visibly nervous too, which somehow made me feel better. We started with lots of kissing before I moved down. He kept eye contact the whole time, whispering “You’re doing amazing” and “You look so pretty like this.” When he came, he did so with the cutest whimper, stroking my cheek the entire time.

   

Sonny went last.

By now I was flushed, messy, and extremely turned on. Sonny was gentle but more confident. He guided my head with a light hand and praised me deeply as I sucked him.

“You’ve come so far already,” he murmured. “Last year I was exactly where you are. Look at you now… such a good girl.”

He eventually came across my tongue and lips, adding to the mess on my face and chest.

   

By the end of the stream, I was a flushed, cum covered, whimpering mess. The four of them were incredibly sweet afterward. They cleaned me up gently with warm cloths, cuddled me between them on the couch, and showered me with praise.

“You did so well for your first time,” Jamie whispered, kissing my forehead.

Sonny smiled softly. “We’re really proud of you, Matty.”

I lay there between them, heart racing, body buzzing, and more excited for the rest of the week than I ever thought possible.

After the “Teasing & Limits” stream ended, I barely had time to clean up before I was pulled into another room for a one on one interview with Scarlett.

The setup was intimate just a sleek black couch, soft red lighting, and two cameras. Scarlett looked stunning and intimidating in a tight black leather corset that pushed her breasts up perfectly, paired with thigh high boots. She sat with her legs crossed, smirking as I walked in.

“Well, well… look at you,” she purred, eyes roaming over my body. “Still flushed and messy from sucking off four boys. Sit down, cutie.”

I sat nervously beside her. Scarlett didn’t waste time.

“So Matty… how did it feel giving your first blowjobs on camera?” She leaned in closer, voice low and sultry. “Did you like having all those pretty cocks in your mouth?”

I swallowed hard, face burning. “It was… intense. But yeah… I liked it more than I thought I would.”

Scarlett grinned. “Good boy. The chat loved it. Now, the big question everyone is asking…” She tilted her head, eyes gleaming. “Are you really going to lose your virginity on stream?”

I nodded shyly.

She bit her lip, clearly excited. “Mmm, that’s so hot. A virgin getting broken in live for thousands of people… Who do you want to take your cherry, baby? Anyone caught your eye yet?”

I hesitated, overwhelmed. Everyone in the house was ridiculously attractive. Jaden’s raw power, Damien’s intense dominance, Vesper and Lilith’s commanding presence, Anna’s warmth, Scarlett herself…

“I… I don’t know,” I admitted, voice small. “Everyone here is so hot. It’s a lot.”

Scarlett laughed softly, running her fingers along my thigh. “Poor overwhelmed little virgin. Then why not make it special? How about multiple people? I think Damien and Jaden would be perfect for you. They’re both very experienced with newbies. They know how to be firm but gentle when it counts.”

I thought about it, the idea of both of those huge, dominant men taking me at the same time made my cock twitch visibly in the tiny thong.

After a long pause, I whispered, “Okay… yeah. I’d be open to that.”

Scarlett’s smile turned predatory. “Good choice. They’re going to ruin you so nicely.”

Later that afternoon, the entire group gathered for a big late lunch outside by the pool. Everyone was relaxed, still in their sexy outfits from the day, laughing and talking.

The vibe was surprisingly wholesome despite how filthy the morning had been. Jaden made sure I had food on my plate. Anna sat right beside me, holding my hand under the table. Sonny gave me reassuring smiles across the table. Even the more intimidating doms like Damien and Vesper were kind and welcoming.

They spent a lot of the lunch gently hyping me up for tonight..

“You’re going to do amazing,” Mia said excitedly. “We’re all rooting for you.”

Damien looked at me with a surprisingly soft expression. “If you choose me and Jaden, we’ll take good care of you. Just say the word if anything feels off.”

Jaden nodded in agreement. “We’ll make your first time memorable… in the best way.”

I was nervous but also strangely excited. The support from everyone made it feel less terrifying.

Midway through lunch, my phone buzzed. It was a text from Kailie:

Kailie: “Holy shit Matty I just watched you suck off four guys 😭 I’m so wet right now. You looked so cute and eager. I can’t wait to watch you get fucked tonight. You’re actually doing this!! So proud of you!!”

I blushed hard and showed the text to Anna. She laughed warmly and kissed my cheek.

“Tell her she’s going to see you get absolutely railed tonight.”

The moment arrived. Anna held my hand tightly as she led me into the main ritual room. The lights were dimmed to a deep, seductive red and purple glow. Candles flickered around the space. In the center was the large padded altar style bed.

Jaden and Damien were already waiting.

Both men stood shirtless, their powerful physiques on full display. Jaden’s tattooed muscles flexed as he crossed his arms. Damien’s sharp, intense eyes scanned over me like I was prey. The size difference between them and me felt overwhelming.

Anna kissed my cheek softly. “Remember, you can stop anytime. Just say the word, baby.”

I nodded, throat tight with nerves and excitement.

Jaden stepped forward first, cupping my jaw gently but firmly, tilting my face up to meet his gaze.

“You’ve been such a polite, shy boy all day,” he rumbled. “Let’s find out how submissive you really are.”

Damien moved behind me, pressing his hard chest against my back. His hands slid around my waist, slowly peeling the sheer babydoll up and off my body. Jaden hooked his fingers into the waistband of my tiny lace thong and dragged it down my legs until I stood completely naked between them.

“Look at that,” Damien murmured against my ear, one hand wrapping loosely around my throat. “Already rock hard and leaking. You really are a natural submissive, aren’t you?”

I whimpered softly, nodding. My cock twitched visibly in the open air.

They took their time exploring me.

Jaden’s big hands roamed over my chest and stomach while Damien groped my ass, spreading my cheeks and teasing my hole with a lubed finger. Every touch made me tremble. They quickly realized how much I melted under commands.

“On your knees,” Jaden ordered.

I dropped instantly.

“Good boy,” Damien praised, stroking my hair. “Open your mouth.”

I obeyed without hesitation. Jaden fed me his thick cock first, sliding it across my tongue while Damien fingered me open from behind. They kept up a steady stream of dirty praise and commands.

“Suck a little harder… that’s it.”
“Arch your back more. Show us that pretty hole.”
“You like being on your knees between two real men, don’t you?”

The more they dominated me, the more submissive I became and they noticed.

Damien chuckled darkly. “Oh… he doesn’t just want to be fucked. He wants to be broken.”

Jaden smirked. “Then let’s break him in.”

They moved me onto the bed on all fours. Damien got behind me first. He worked me open carefully with two, then three fingers, until I was pushing back against his hand and whimpering.

When he finally replaced his fingers with his cock, the stretch made me cry out. He went slow but relentless, sinking deeper and deeper until his hips pressed against my ass.

“Fuck… so tight,” Damien groaned. “Take it all, virgin.”

He started thrusting long, deep strokes that made my whole body jolt. Jaden knelt in front of me and fed his cock into my mouth, using my throat while Damien fucked me from behind.

They quickly found my breaking point.

“You’re such a cute little virgin,” Damien growled, picking up speed. “Getting your hole ruined on camera for the first time.”

Jaden held my head in place. “Look at you. Moaning like a slut already. This is what you were made for, isn’t it?”

The more they degraded and praised me at the same time, the more I fell apart. I was drooling, moaning, pushing back desperately against Damien’s cock.

They flipped me onto my back, legs pushed up to my chest. Damien fucked me hard in that position while Jaden straddled my chest and used my mouth. Then they switched. Jaden’s cock was even thicker, stretching me wider as he took his turn.

By the time they had me on my side, sandwiched between them, I was completely broken whimpering, shaking, and begging incoherently.

“Please… I’m so full… I can’t ...”

“You can,” Jaden grunted, thrusting deep. “Take both of us like a good girl.”

Damien reached around and stroked my cock fast while they double teamed me. The pressure became too much.

“I’m gonna cum ...” I cried out.

“Cum for us, slut,” Damien ordered.

I came violently, shooting across my own stomach and chest while both men kept fucking me through it. Damien came first, filling me deep with hot cum. Jaden followed shortly after, pulling out and painting my face and tongue.

I collapsed onto the bed, utterly destroyed shaking, covered in sweat and cum, eyes glassy, breathing ragged.

Jaden and Damien both rubbed my back and praised me softly.

“You did so fucking well, Matty,” Jaden murmured.

Damien kissed my forehead. “Such a perfect little submissive.”

I lay there between the three of them, floating deep in subspace, as the stream slowly faded out.

Damien kissed my forehead. “Proud of you, kid.”

Once the stream ended and the cameras turned off, I was still floating. My phone buzzed on the side table. It was a text from Kailie.

Kailie:  
“Holy fucking shit Matty… that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. You looked so pretty getting destroyed by both of them 😭 I came twice watching you take those huge cocks. I’m actually speechless. You’re such a slut now and I’m so proud lmao. Can’t wait for more tomorrow!!”

I smiled weakly, still catching my breath, as I read her message.

Fictional Story. All characters are about the age of 18

Today was the day everyone had been waiting for.

The entire house felt electric. After six days of building tension, fundraising, and pushing boundaries, we had finally hit the stretch goal. Today was the Dark Desires Group Party one big, no limits stream where everyone would finally come together.

The main stream wasn’t scheduled to go live until later in the evening, giving us time to prepare. The mansion was filled with excited chatter, laughter, and the sound of last minute outfit adjustments.

I spent nearly two hours getting dolled up. Anna, Mia, and Chloe all helped. They put me in a stunning black and purple gothic style dress with a very short, layered skirt, a tightly cinched corset top that pushed my chest up, sheer black thigh high stockings with garter belts, and glossy platform heels. My makeup was soft but dramatic dark smokey eyes, glossy black lipstick, and long lashes. They gave me a long wavy black wig with subtle purple streaks and finished the look with a delicate silver collar that had a small heart tag reading “Anna’s Girl.”

When I finally stepped out of the dressing room, the reactions were immediate.

“Fuck… she looks incredible,” Scarlett said, eyes roaming over me.

Jamie whistled. “Our little magical girl grew up.”

Even Jaden gave an appreciative low whistle. “Damn. You clean up nice, princess.”

Everyone was checking and adjusting their own outfits. Jaden wore a sleek black harness and pants that showed off his muscular frame. Scarlett was in a barely there red latex dress. Mia had on an elaborate dark elf cosplay with strategic cutouts. Chloe looked elegant and dangerous in sheer black lace. Kieran and Luca were both in matching delicate lingerie sets with cute accessories.

The energy was pure excitement and anticipation.

Later that evening, we all gathered in the main ritual room. The cameras were set up, lights were perfect, and the chat was already waiting with thousands of people pre loaded.

Jaden raised a glass filled with dark red liquid. Everyone else followed, including me.

“Before we start,” Jaden said, his deep voice carrying through the room, “I just want to say… this week has been fucking insane. We pushed limits, made a lot of money, and turned our shy little assistant into a proper member of this chaotic family.”

He looked at me and smiled.

“So here’s to all of us. To breaking boundaries, to having fun, and to one hell of a night.”

Anna slipped her arm around my waist and raised her glass higher.

“To my beautiful girlfriend,” she added warmly, kissing my temple.

Everyone cheered and clinked their glasses together.

“To the Group Party!” Mia shouted.

We all drank, the energy in the room crackling with lust and excitement.

Scarlett smirked at the main camera as the livestream officially began.

“Welcome, everyone… to the Dark Desires Group Party. No rules. No limits. Just all of us, together.”

She looked around the room at the nine of us then her eyes landed on me with a hungry gleam.

“Let’s get this party started.”

The moment the toast ended and the cameras were fully live, the room erupted with pent up lust.

Anna, Scarlett, and Mia didn’t waste a single second. The three of them crashed together in a hungry tangle right in the center of the big velvet sectional. Scarlett pulled Anna into a deep, aggressive kiss while Mia dropped to her knees between them, sliding Anna’s panties aside and burying her face in her pussy. Anna moaned loudly into Scarlett’s mouth as Mia licked her eagerly. Within moments, clothes were being yanked off Scarlett’s red latex dress was peeled down, Anna’s babydoll was tossed aside, and Mia’s dark elf top was ripped open. The three of them became a writhing, moaning pile of beautiful women kissing, fingering, and eating each other out with weeks of built up tension.

On the other side of the room, Jaden had already claimed Chloe. He had her bent over the padded altar table, her elegant black lace lingerie pushed to the side as he drove his massive cock into her from behind. Chloe’s sophisticated moans filled the air with every powerful thrust.

Meanwhile, Kieran, Luca, and Jamie turned their attention to me.

Jamie took my hand with a shy but excited smile. “Come here, cutie. We’ve been waiting for this.”

The three of them gently but firmly pulled me over to the large circular bed. I was still in my pretty gothic  dress as they surrounded me.

Kieran kissed me softly while Luca unzipped the back of my dress. Jamie knelt and slid my panties down my legs, freeing my already hard cock.

“You look so pretty tonight,” Luca whispered as he pushed me onto my back. “We’re going to take such good care of you.”

What followed was an intense, overwhelming foursome.

Jamie straddled my face first, feeding me his cock while Kieran and Luca took turns sucking me. I moaned around Jamie’s shaft as two warm mouths worked my cock and balls at the same time. Then they switched Luca sat on my cock, riding me slowly while Kieran sat on my face. Jamie knelt beside us, kissing whoever was closest and stroking anyone he could reach.

They rotated positions fluidly. At one point I was on all fours Jamie fucking me from behind while I sucked Kieran’s cock and Luca stroked me. Their soft moans and gentle but eager touches surrounded me completely.

“You’re doing so well,” Kieran praised, stroking my hair as I sucked him. “Such a good girl for us.”

Jamie thrust deeper, moaning sweetly. “She’s so tight… I can’t get enough.”

The four of us became a messy, moaning pile. Luca eventually lay beneath me so I could fuck him while Jamie fucked me at the same time. The double penetration made my head spin with pleasure. Kieran knelt beside us, feeding his cock into my mouth whenever I could take it.

Across the room, the other groups were going just as hard. Anna was riding Scarlett’s face while Mia fucked her with a strap on. Jaden had Chloe in a full nelson, bouncing her on his cock while she cried out in pleasure.

Scarlett eventually broke away from the heated tangle with Anna and Mia, her lips shiny and her chest heaving. Her eyes locked onto me with clear hunger. She sauntered over to the circular bed where Kieran, Luca, Jamie, and I were playing.

“Mind if I borrow her for a bit?” she asked the boys with a wicked smile.

Jamie kissed my cheek and moved aside. Scarlett climbed onto the bed and pulled me into a deep, dominant kiss, her tongue claiming my mouth as she pushed me onto my back. She straddled my face almost immediately, lowering her wet pussy onto my mouth.

“Be a good girl and eat me,” she commanded.

I obeyed eagerly, licking and sucking on her while she ground down against my tongue. Scarlett moaned loudly, rolling her hips as she used my face.

At the same time, Jaden moved in on Anna.

He pulled my girlfriend away from Mia and brought her right beside our bed close enough that I could see everything clearly while Scarlett rode my face. Jaden bent Anna over the edge of the bed, her upper body only a couple feet away from me. He didn’t tease. He gripped her hips and thrust his massive cock deep inside her in one powerful stroke.

Anna cried out, eyes locking onto mine as Jaden started fucking her hard.

“Oh fuck… he’s so deep,” she moaned, staring straight at me while getting railed. “Baby… he’s fucking me so good.”

The sight of Anna getting pounded by Jaden right in front of me while I ate Scarlett’s pussy made my head spin with arousal. Scarlett laughed breathlessly as she looked over.

“Look at that face. She loves watching her girlfriend get destroyed, doesn’t she?”

On the other side of the bed, Mia had joined Luca and Jamie. The three of them formed their own beautiful trio Mia riding Luca reverse cowgirl while Jamie fucked Mia from behind, all three of them moaning and kissing sloppily.

Kieran, meanwhile, had moved to the side of the bed. He was slowly stroking his cock, watching everything with flushed cheeks me eating Scarlett, Jaden destroying Anna, and the threesome happening right beside us.

“Fuck… this is so hot,” Kieran whimpered, jerking himself faster as he took in the whole scene.

Scarlett reached down and stroked my cock while continuing to grind on my face.

“You’re such a well behaved little cuck girlfriend,” she teased. “Watching your Anna get fucked while you eat my pussy… I love it.”

Anna reached out and grabbed my hand, squeezing it tightly as Jaden continued pounding her harder.

“I love you, baby,” she gasped between moans. “I love that you’re watching me…”

The energy in the room had reached a fever pitch. Scarlett eventually lifted herself off my face, breathing heavily, and looked over at Jaden with a knowing smirk.

“I think it’s time Daddy breaks in our newest girl properly,” she announced.

Jaden pulled out of Anna with a wet sound, his thick cock glistening. Anna’s legs were shaky as she turned and looked at me, eyes full of lust and affection.

Jaden moved toward me like a predator, his massive, muscular frame towering over my smaller, dolled up body. He grabbed me by the waist and effortlessly flipped me onto my stomach on the large circular bed.

“On all fours, princess,” he ordered, voice deep and commanding.

I obeyed, arching my back and presenting myself. My short gothic  skirt was flipped up over my waist, exposing my ass and the tiny black thong underneath. Jaden ripped the thong to the side without ceremony.

He lubed his massive cock generously, then pressed the thick head against my hole.

“You’ve been such a good girl all week,” he growled, one big hand gripping my hip. “Time to take Daddy’s cock for real.”

He pushed in slowly but relentlessly. I moaned loudly as he stretched me open, inch after thick inch sliding deeper than anything I’d taken before. The fullness was overwhelming.

“Fuck… you’re tight,” Jaden groaned, sinking halfway in. “Relax for me, baby.”

He worked himself deeper with steady, powerful thrusts until his hips finally pressed against my ass. I was gasping, trembling, completely filled by him.

Then he started fucking me.

Jaden didn’t hold back. He gripped my waist with both hands and began pounding me with long, deep strokes. Each thrust made my whole body jolt forward, my frilly dress bouncing, my moans growing louder and more desperate.

“That’s it… take it,” he grunted. “This is what you’ve been training for all week.”

While Jaden broke me in, the girls had moved to the large velvet couch nearby. Anna, Scarlett, Mia, and Chloe were fully focused on each other in an intense, messy squirting session.

Scarlett had Anna on her back with her legs spread wide. She was fingering Anna hard and fast, curling her fingers perfectly against her G spot. Mia was kneeling beside them, sucking on Anna’s clit while Chloe straddled Anna’s face, grinding down on her tongue.

“Come on, baby,” Scarlett growled at Anna. “Squirt for us.”

Anna’s moans grew higher and more frantic. Her body suddenly tensed, and with a loud cry she gushed hard a powerful stream of squirt spraying out across Scarlett’s arm and chest. The girls cheered and laughed, only getting more aggressive.

Mia was next. Scarlett and Chloe double teamed her Chloe fucking her with a thick strap on while Scarlett rubbed her clit furiously. Mia screamed as she came, squirting violently all over the couch and Scarlett’s thighs.

The girls kept going, trading places, fingering and licking each other with sloppy, wet sounds. Their bodies were glistening with sweat and squirt as they pushed each other from orgasm to orgasm.

All the while, Jaden continued destroying me.

He had me in multiple positions first doggy style, then on my back with my legs pushed up to my chest so he could drive even deeper. The wet slapping of his hips against my ass mixed with my broken moans and the girls’ squirting orgasms created an overwhelming symphony of sex.

“Such a good little slut,” Jaden praised as he railed me. “Look at your girlfriend over there… she’s squirting like a whore while watching you get fucked.”

Anna, mid orgasm and dripping, locked eyes with me and moaned, “You look so pretty getting fucked by him, baby…”

Jaden eventually flipped me onto my side, spooning me from behind while still buried deep inside. He wrapped one strong arm around my waist and fucked me with slower, grinding strokes, hitting my prostate perfectly on every movement.

I was shaking, whimpering, completely lost in pleasure.

The room had become a haze of moans, slick sounds, and pure lust. After Jaden had thoroughly broken me in fucking me through multiple positions until I was a whimpering, shaking mess the groups naturally began to merge.

Scarlett was the first to call it.

“Everyone… get over here. It’s time for the main event.”

Mattresses and cushions were dragged together into one giant play area in the center of the ritual room. All nine of us came together in one massive, tangled pile.

Jaden pulled me into the middle on my back. Anna immediately straddled my face, lowering her dripping pussy onto my mouth while kissing Jaden deeply. Scarlett slid down onto my cock, riding me reverse cowgirl so she could face the rest of the group. Jamie positioned himself between my legs and started licking where Scarlett and I were connected, occasionally sucking on my balls.

On either side of me, the others formed their own connections. Mia was riding Luca while Kieran fucked Mia from behind. Chloe was on her back next to us, legs wrapped around Jaden’s waist as he switched between fucking her and Scarlett. Everyone was touching, kissing, and moaning hands reaching across bodies, mouths on whatever they could find.

The pile became a living, breathing orgy.

Scarlett rode me harder while Anna ground against my tongue. “Our little goth girl is taking so much cock tonight,” Scarlett moaned. “Such a perfect toy.”

Anna leaned forward and kissed Scarlett sloppily as she came on my face, soaking me with her juices. The feeling pushed me over the edge I moaned into Anna’s pussy as I came hard inside Scarlett, filling her while Jamie licked up everything that leaked out.

We kept switching and rotating in one fluid, chaotic pile. At one point I was on all fours in the center Jamie fucking me from behind while I ate Mia out. Anna was underneath me, sucking my cock. Jaden was fucking Anna at the same time, his powerful thrusts pushing me deeper into Mia. Kieran and Luca were making out beside us while Chloe rode Luca’s face and Scarlett sat on Kieran’s cock.

The final peak came when we all collapsed into one last massive configuration. I was on my back again in the very center. Anna was riding my cock, Scarlett was sitting on my face, and Jaden was behind Anna, fucking her ass at the same time. Jamie was sucking me while I was inside Anna. Mia, Chloe, Kieran, and Luca were tangled around us kissing, fingering, and licking whatever parts they could reach.

The pleasure became overwhelming.

One by one, we started cumming. Anna came first, clenching around both me and Jaden. Her orgasm triggered mine I cried out into Scarlett’s pussy as I filled Anna. Scarlett came next, grinding down hard on my tongue. The chain reaction spread through the entire group until everyone was shaking and moaning in one long, collective climax.

We finally collapsed together in a sweaty, cum covered, exhausted pile of bodies. Limbs were tangled. Heavy breathing and soft giggles filled the room.

Anna found me in the mess and pulled me close, kissing me tenderly despite how messy we both were.

“I love you so much,” she whispered, stroking my hair. “My beautiful girlfriend.”

Jamie curled up against my other side. Kieran and Luca snuggled in close. Scarlett rested her head on my thigh. Mia and Chloe lay across Jaden’s broad chest.

For a long while, we just lay there together touching gently, laughing softly, basking in the afterglow of the most intense week of our lives.

The Dark Desires House had lived up to its name.

(Thanks to everyone who read this series. Its a difficult but fun one to write. I am considering doing The Dark Desires House year 2, if anyone has any interest I might do that one.)

Fictional Story. All characters are above the age of 18

The days after my “birthday party” were strangely calm, like we’d all collectively decided to let the intensity breathe for a minute. We didn’t dive straight back into wild threesomes. Instead, Michaela and I spent the next couple weeks exploring this new side of me more gently.

She started sending me screenshots of cute outfits on Instagram. “This would look so good on you, Lucy,” she’d text during the day, followed by heart emojis. On weekends we had our first full “Lucy days.” I’d wake up, shower, and let her dress me completely pretty lingerie, sundresses, makeup, and a wig she’d ordered online. She loved calling me “her wife” during those days.

“You make such a pretty wife,” she’d say with a big smile while we cooked together or cuddled on the couch watching movies. The way she said it soft, excited, a little possessive made my heart race every time. She was more affectionate than ever, constantly touching me, kissing my neck, and whispering how turned on she got seeing me like this.

One evening while we were lying in bed, still dressed as Lucy, she traced circles on my thigh and said, “I talked to John today.”

My stomach flipped. “You did?”

“Mhm. He’s been asking about you… about us. I told him we want him to be more regular.” She smiled mischievously. “He’s more than happy to be your bull, baby. If you want that.”

I swallowed hard, but nodded. “I do.”

A few days later, the first real date happened.

Michaela spent the whole afternoon getting me ready. She picked out a cute black cocktail dress that hugged my body, thigh high stockings, and the same pink plug from my birthday (now a regular part of “going out” prep). She did my makeup perfectly soft smokey eyes and glossy lips and helped me with a long wig that fell in waves over my shoulders.

“You look incredible, Lucy, you will need to keep growing your hair out so we don't need to use wigs anymore.” she said, stepping back to admire me. “John’s going to lose his mind.”

I was nervous as hell. This wasn’t just playing at home anymore. This was going out in public.

John picked me up right on time. When I opened the door, he let out a low whistle, looking me up and down in my dress and heels.

“God damn, Lucy. You clean up even better than I remembered.” He leaned in and kissed my cheek, then my glossy lips. “Ready for our date, beautiful?”

I nodded, cheeks burning. Michaela gave me a deep kiss at the door and whispered, “Have fun, wife. I have a special surprise waiting for you two when you get back.” The way she said it sent a shiver down my spine.

The car ride to the restaurant was quiet at first. I kept smoothing my dress over my thighs, hyper aware of every movement. John noticed and reached over, resting his hand on my leg.

“You nervous?” he asked gently.

“Very,” I admitted, my voice pitched soft and feminine like we’d practiced. “This is the first time I’ve been out like this… with someone.”

He squeezed my thigh. “You look fucking hot. No one’s going to suspect a thing. And if they do?” He grinned. “Let them be jealous I get to take a girl this pretty out.”

His confidence helped. At the restaurant we got a somewhat private booth. John was a gentleman the whole time pulling out my chair, ordering wine for us, keeping the conversation light but flirty. He kept calling me Lucy, complimenting how smooth my legs looked, how pretty my lips were when I smiled. Under the table his hand kept finding its way to my thigh, occasionally brushing higher, teasing the edge of my stockings.

Halfway through dinner he leaned in and whispered, “You have any idea how hard I am right now knowing that plug is in your ass while we sit here?”

I nearly choked on my wine. He chuckled softly.

“I can’t wait to get you home later,” he continued, voice low. “Michaela told me she has plans. Something about wanting to watch me fuck her pretty wife properly.”

My cock twitched hard in my panties. The mix of public nervousness and his dirty promises had me aching the entire meal. Every time a server came by I worried they could somehow tell, but John just kept me calm with teasing touches and sweet compliments.

By the time we finished dessert and headed back to the car, I was a mess of nerves and arousal. John opened the door for me, then pinned me gently against the car for a deep kiss, his hand sliding up under my dress to press against the plug.

“Such a good girl tonight,” he murmured against my lips. “Let’s go see what surprise your wife has for us.”

The drive home felt endless. I kept shifting in my seat, the plug rubbing with every bump in the road. John kept one hand on my thigh the whole way, occasionally squeezing.

When we finally pulled into the driveway, the house lights were dim. Michaela was waiting just inside, wearing a short silk robe that barely covered anything. She looked us both up and down with hungry eyes.

“Welcome home, you two,” she purred, pulling me into a kiss first, then John. “I hope you worked up an appetite on your date… because I’ve been planning this all night.”

She took both our hands and led us toward the bedroom, clearly excited.

“Ready for your surprise, Lucy?”

Michaela’s eyes gleamed with wicked excitement as she led us into the bedroom. The surprise was immediately obvious: laid out on the bed was a thick, realistic looking strap on harness with a large silicone cock, already glistening with lube, along with more bottles of lube and towels. She had clearly been preparing while we were gone.

“Tonight, we’re going to use our pretty little wife like the perfect fucktoy she is,” Michaela announced, her voice dripping with dominance. She stepped behind me and unzipped my dress, letting it pool at my feet. “Isn’t that right, Lucy?”

“Yes…” I breathed, already trembling with nerves and need.

John smirked, stripping off his shirt. “Good. Because I’ve been hard since dinner thinking about this.”

Michaela fastened the strap on around her hips, the thick cock jutting out obscenely. She looked powerful and incredibly sexy. “On your knees first, Lucy. Suck John’s cock while I open you up.”

I dropped to my knees obediently. John stepped forward, freeing his thick, hard cock. I wrapped my glossy lips around him immediately, moaning as I took him deep.

“Fuck, that’s a good girl,” John groaned, holding my ponytail. “Look at you, still in your date dress lingerie, sucking cock like you were born for it.”

Michaela knelt behind me, pulling my panties aside and removing the plug with a wet pop. She poured lube over the strap on and pressed the thick head against my hole.

“Beg for it,” she commanded, teasing my entrance. “Beg your wife to peg you while you suck our bull’s cock.”

“Please, Michaela,” I whimpered around John’s shaft. “Please fuck me with your cock. I need it.”

She pushed forward steadily, stretching me open. I moaned loudly, the vibration making John curse and thrust deeper into my mouth.

“That’s it, fucktoy,” Michaela growled, starting to thrust in long, deep strokes. “Take my cock while you service him. You’re just a hole for us tonight.”

The rhythm built quickly. Michaela fucked me harder, her hips slapping against my ass with every thrust, while John face fucked me gently but firmly, his cock sliding over my tongue.

“You love this, don’t you?” John said, looking down at me. “Being used from both ends like a dirty little slut. Tell us.”

I pulled off just enough to gasp, “Yes! I love being your fucktoy… please don’t stop…”

Michaela reached around and stroked my aching cock through my panties. “So hard for us already. But you don’t get to cum until we say so. Understand, wife?”

“Yes, ma’am,” I moaned desperately.

They used me like that for a long time Michaela pounding my ass with her strap on while I worshipped John’s cock. The dual sensations were overwhelming. Every thrust from behind pushed me further onto John, and every time I gagged or moaned, Michaela would praise me or slap my ass.

“Such a perfect toy,” Michaela purred, speeding up. “Look how well she takes us, John. Our pretty Lucy.”

After several intense minutes, Michaela pulled out, leaving me empty and whimpering. “On the bed. Time for the train. You’re going to fuck me while John fucks you.”

I climbed onto the bed on all fours. Michaela positioned herself in front of me on her back, legs spread. I slid my throbbing cock into her soaked pussy with a groan.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” I gasped.

John moved behind me, lubed his cock, and pushed back into my stretched hole in one smooth thrust. The position was overwhelming I was buried in my wife while John filled me completely.

“Move, Lucy,” Michaela ordered. “Fuck me while he fucks you. Be our little fucktoy.”

I started thrusting into Michaela, but every movement made John’s cock drive deeper into me. The chain reaction was incredible. Soon John was setting the pace, pounding me hard enough that I was slamming into Michaela with every thrust.

“Beg for more,” John growled, gripping my hips. “Tell us how badly you need to be used.”

“Please… fuck me harder!” I cried out, voice breaking. “Use me! I’m your fucktoy… I need both of you so bad!”

Michaela moaned beneath me, clawing at my back. “That’s right. Pound your wife while you get your ass wrecked. You don’t cum until we give permission. Beg for it.”

I was lost in pleasure, thrusting desperately while John railed me. The dirty talk never stopped.

“You feel that?” John said, slapping my ass. “That’s what a real man’s cock feels like stretching you while you fuck your wife. Say thank you.”

“Thank you! Thank you for using me!” I whimpered.

Michaela’s pussy clenched around me as she got close. “You’re going to make me cum like this, Lucy. Don’t you dare stop.”

I kept going, sweat dripping, caught perfectly between them. Michaela came first with a loud cry, her walls pulsing around my cock. John kept fucking me through it, never slowing down.

“Please… I need to cum,” I begged, voice shaking. “I can’t hold it… please let me cum!”

“Not yet,” Michaela said breathlessly, grinning up at me. “Keep fucking me. Beg nicer.”

“Please, Michaela… John… I’m your good girl, your fucktoy… please let me cum! I’ll do anything!”

John chuckled darkly and slammed into me harder. “Cum then, Lucy. Fill your wife while I fill you.”

The permission broke me. I thrust deep into Michaela and came hard, moaning loudly as my orgasm crashed over me. John followed right after, burying himself to the hilt and pumping load after load of hot cum deep into my ass.

We stayed locked together for a long minute, panting and trembling, before slowly collapsing into a sweaty, satisfied pile.

Michaela kissed me deeply, then John. “Our perfect little wife,” she whispered proudly. “This is just the beginning.”

Fictional Story. All characters are above the age of 18.

Day 6 the house was buzzing with a different kind of energy this morning. After five days of wild content, we were all focused on one goal: hitting a massive stretch goal that would unlock Day 7 The Dark Desires Group Party. A full, no limits session where everyone in the house would participate together. And for the first time, that included me as a full member.

We gathered in the living room after breakfast for a group meeting. Everyone was still in comfortable morning clothes or light lingerie, sipping coffee and looking at the current donation numbers on a big screen.

Jaden leaned forward, elbows on his knees. “Alright, we’re sitting at $68,000. We need to hit $120,000 by the end of tonight to make tomorrow’s group party happen. Let’s be real though…” He smirked. “We all want that party. The money is just the excuse.”

Everyone laughed and nodded in agreement. The excitement in the room was palpable. Scarlett stretched lazily and grinned. “Exactly. I’ve been looking forward to all of us playing together since Day 1.”

Anna squeezed my thigh under the table and leaned in close to me. “Especially now that you’re one of us.”

We spent the next twenty minutes going over the plan for the day a full schedule designed to drive as many tips and donations as possible.

Today’s Lineup:
  Morning Workout with Jaden (sweaty, dominant, and very hands on)
  Gaming Stream with Jamie (him trying to speedrun while getting fucked with toys)
  Strip Poker with Anna, Scarlett, Mia, and Chloe
  Cosplay Corner with Mia and Jamie (quick changes, teasing, and photoshoots)
  New Event: “Girlfriends” A private style stream with just Anna and me

When Anna mentioned the last one, I blinked in surprise.

“Wait… ‘Girlfriends’? You didn’t tell me about that,” I said quietly.

Anna smiled sweetly and kissed my cheek. “I wanted it to be a surprise. It’ll just be the two of us on camera. I think it’ll be really fun… and really hot.” She gave me that loving but mischievous look I couldn’t resist. “You trust me, right?”

I swallowed and nodded, already feeling nervous butterflies. “Yeah… I do.”

The group cheered when the full schedule was locked in. Mia clapped her hands excitedly. “This is going to be such a good day. Let’s make them empty their wallets so we can all fuck each other senseless tomorrow.”

Scarlett winked at me. “Especially you, cutie. You’ve come too far to miss the grand finale.”

The meeting broke up with everyone energized and ready to start streaming. Jaden stood up and stretched, his muscular frame on full display.

“Alright… let’s go make some money.”

 

The first major stream of the day was Jaden’s “Daddy’s Morning Workout” session, set up in the large sunny courtyard behind the mansion. I stayed inside the house, watching everything unfold live on one of the big monitors in the living room.

Jaden looked incredible on camera shirtless, wearing only tight black compression shorts and sneakers. His massive, tattooed body flexed as he went through heavy squats, deadlifts, and push ups for the audience.

About twenty minutes in, Kieran shyly joined him outside, wearing cute pastel pink workout shorts and a cropped hoodie.

“Can I join you, Daddy?” Kieran asked sweetly on stream.

Jaden smirked and waved him over. “Get over here, princess.”

What started as an actual workout quickly turned into something much hotter. Jaden began “correcting” Kieran’s form by pressing his big body against him from behind during squats, openly grinding against his ass. The chat went wild.

I sat on the couch inside, legs pulled up, watching intently as things escalated.

Jaden eventually had Kieran do glute bridges on one of the outdoor mats. He pulled Kieran’s shorts down, lubed himself up, and pushed his thick cock inside him right there in the bright sunlight.

“Oh my god…” I whispered to myself, feeling my own cock twitch in my tiny lace panties as I watched.

Kieran moaned loudly, his voice carrying clearly through the stream. “Daddy… fuck…”

Jaden fucked him hard and deep, gripping Kieran’s slim hips while praising him for the camera.

“That’s it, take Daddy’s cock like a good girl.”

I couldn’t look away. I stayed on the couch, face flushed and breathing heavier, watching Jaden absolutely rail Kieran outside. Every moan, every thrust, every slap of skin was broadcasted in high quality. At one point Jaden looked toward one of the outdoor cameras and smirked, almost like he knew I was watching from inside.

He eventually pulled out and came all over Kieran’s stomach and chest. Kieran lay there panting and covered in cum while Jaden gave the audience a satisfied grin.

After the morning workout, Anna pulled me aside to get me ready for Jamie’s stream.

She dressed me in a soft baby pink high cut onesie. The fabric was tight and stretchy, with leg holes cut extremely high so most of my ass cheeks were visible. Anna snapped the crotch closed, then looked at me with a mischievous smile.

“Going commando today,” she said, reaching under and pulling the crotch panel to the side for a moment before snapping it back. “I want the chat to clearly see how excited my pretty girl gets while helping Jamie.”

I blushed deeply as I felt how exposed I was underneath.

Jamie was already set up in his colorful gaming room when I arrived. He wore a cropped gaming hoodie and thigh high socks, looking cute and focused. The stream went live with a big “Speedrun Challenge” title.

“Hi everyone! Today I’m trying to beat my personal best on this platformer,” Jamie said cheerfully. “And my adorable assistant is here to help keep me motivated~”

I stayed mostly on camera as his assistant handing him drinks, wiping his forehead, massaging his shoulders, and occasionally sitting on his lap between difficult sections. The high cut onesie rode up constantly, and because I had no underwear on, my hard cock made a very obvious bulge and occasional outline against the soft pink fabric.

Jamie played well but kept teasing me for the audience:

“Look how excited she already is,” he giggled, reaching down to lightly rub the front of my onesie, tracing my hard cock through the fabric. “Poor thing is leaking already and we’re only on Stage 3.”

Every time he got to a hard part of the game, he would pull me closer, grope my exposed ass, or run his fingers teasingly over my bulge while trying to focus. He never actually fucked me or used toys on me, but the constant light touching, teasing, and praise kept me painfully hard and increasingly desperate.

“Tell the chat how you feel right now,” Jamie said at one point, pulling me onto his lap so the camera could see the tent in my onesie.

“I’m… really horny,” I admitted shyly, face burning as the chat exploded.

Jamie laughed softly and gave my cock a gentle squeeze through the fabric. “Good girl. Stay nice and excited for me, okay?”

By the end of the stream, Jamie successfully beat his record. I was a flushed, whimpering mess cock throbbing, leaking steadily into the onesie, and extremely horny from nearly an hour of constant teasing and denial.

When the stream ended and the cameras turned off, Jamie spun in his chair and pulled me into a hug, still sitting on his lap.

“You were such a good assistant,” he said sweetly, kissing my cheek. “I can feel how hard you still are… Wanna come watch the next stream in my room? Just the two of us?”

Still breathing heavily and aching with arousal, I nodded quickly.

“Yes… I’d like that.”

Jamie smiled and gave my ass a gentle squeeze. “Good. Let’s go.”

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Day 6 – Afternoon: Strip Poker Stream

The strip poker stream with Anna, Scarlett, Mia, and Chloe was one of the most anticipated events of the day. They set it up in the luxurious lounge with a large round table, soft lighting, multiple cameras, and a professional dealer bot to keep things fair.

The four women looked stunning as they sat down:
  Anna in a soft white lace babydoll
  Scarlett in a dangerous red satin robe
  Mia in a tiny denim crop top and thong
  Chloe in elegant black lingerie with sheer stockings

Chat was already going crazy before the first hand was dealt.

Jamie and I watched the entire stream together from his room. We were cuddled up on his bed, still in our outfits from earlier. Jamie had one arm around me, gently stroking my side as the game began.

At first, it was standard strip poker losing a hand meant removing one piece of clothing. The girls were playful and teasing, laughing and hyping each other up. But as more clothes came off and the pots grew larger, the energy shifted.

Scarlett lost a big hand and smirked. Instead of taking off her last piece of lingerie, she looked at the camera and said, “I’ll raise the stakes. Winner of the next hand gets to pick a sexual favor from me.”

The chat exploded.

From that point on, the game became extremely intense. The girls started trading sexual favors instead of just clothing:

  Mia lost and had to suck on Scarlett’s breasts for thirty seconds on camera.
  Anna lost a hand and had to finger Chloe until she moaned loudly.
  Chloe lost and ended up bent over the table while Mia spanked her bare ass.

The sexual tension kept rising. By the time most of them were down to just panties or completely naked, they were openly making out, touching, and performing dares for chips. Scarlett ate Mia out under the table for a massive pot. Anna sat on Chloe’s face while trying to keep a poker face during the next round.

Back in Jamie’s room, things were heating up as well.

Jamie had been slowly undressing me while we watched. He unsnapped the crotch of my pink onesie and pulled it down my shoulders until it was bunched around my waist. His hands roamed over my body as we watched the girls play.

“You’re so hard,” Jamie whispered, wrapping his fingers around my cock and stroking me slowly. “Look at your girlfriend… she’s such a slut when she plays.”

I moaned softly, unable to look away from the screen as Anna kissed Scarlett deeply, their tongues playing while Mia fingered both of them.

Jamie pushed me onto my back and climbed on top of me. He lubed himself quickly and slowly sank down onto my cock with a pretty moan.

“Fuck… you feel so good,” he breathed.

While he rode me, we kept watching the strip poker stream. Jamie bounced on my cock as Anna lost another hand and had to eat Scarlett’s pussy on the table for a huge pot. The sounds of the girls moaning mixed with Jamie’s soft whimpers as he rode me faster.

He leaned down and kissed me deeply while continuing to fuck himself on me.

“Tell me how much you like watching your girlfriend get used,” Jamie whispered hotly against my lips.

“I love it…” I moaned, gripping his hips. “She looks so hot…”

Jamie rode me harder, stroking his own cock as the girls on screen became more shameless. By the time the poker stream reached its climax all four women naked and tangled together in a messy, kissing, fingering pile Jamie and I came almost at the same time. He spilled across my stomach while I filled him, both of us moaning loudly.

We stayed connected afterward, breathing heavily and still watching the girls play on the monitor.

Jamie kissed my neck softly and whispered, “We still have more streams today… but I might need you again before then.”

After the strip poker stream, the house moved into Cosplay Corner with Mia and Jamie. I was still in Jamie’s room when Anna suddenly appeared in the doorway. Her face was flushed, eyes dark with arousal. She walked straight up to me and pulled me into a deep, needy kiss, her hands gripping my waist tightly.

“I just finished watching the poker stream,” she whispered breathlessly. “Were you and Jamie having sex while watching us?”

I nodded, still a little shy. “Yeah… I was really horny after he teased me the whole time. We couldn’t help it.”

Anna let out a soft, turned on sound and kissed me again, harder this time. “That’s so fucking hot, baby. I’m so jealous I didn’t get to watch you two together.” She looked genuinely disappointed for a moment, then her expression shifted into something playful and mischievous.

She turned toward Jamie, who was getting ready for his stream. “Hey Jamie… can my pretty girlfriend join you and Mia for Cosplay Corner?”

Jamie smiled brightly. “Of course! Bring her in.”

Anna leaned in close and whispered something into Jamie’s ear. His eyes widened slightly, then he laughed softly and nodded. “Oh… I like that. Okay.”    

The Cosplay Corner stream started off normally. Mia and Jamie were doing quick changes Mia as a seductive dark succubus and Jamie as a lewd magical boy. They posed, flirted with chat, and did some cute photoshoots.

About twenty minutes in, Jamie looked at the camera with a mischievous grin.

“We have a very special guest joining us for the next set~ Come on out, cutie!”

I was gently guided into the frame. Mia and Jamie immediately took over, dressing me up in an extremely pretty and slutty magical girl cosplay: a short pastel purple and white frilly dress with a very low neckline, a tiny pleated skirt that barely covered anything, white thigh high stockings with big bows, and a cute wig with twin tails. They added glossy pink lipstick and blush on my cheeks.

“You look so fucking adorable,” Mia gushed, spinning me around for the camera. “Our perfect little magical slut.”

The teasing quickly turned sexual. While posing, Jamie started kissing my neck from behind and grinding against me. Then they moved things to the big decorative bed they used for photos.

Jamie bent me over on all fours, flipped my tiny skirt up, and slowly pushed his cock inside me while I moaned. At the same time, he leaned forward and buried his face between Mia’s legs, eagerly eating her out as he started fucking me with steady, deep thrusts.

Mia moaned loudly, gripping Jamie’s hair. “Fuck, he’s so good with his tongue…”

Jamie kept a perfect rhythm thrusting into me while licking and sucking on Mia’s pussy. I was whimpering and moaning in my frilly dress, the skirt bouncing with every thrust. The chat was completely losing it.

“That’s it, baby,” Mia moaned, looking down at me. “Take his cock while he eats me.”

Jamie fucked me harder, moaning into Mia’s pussy as he pushed deeper. The sounds of skin slapping, wet licking, and all three of us moaning filled the stream. Mia eventually came hard on Jamie’s tongue, shaking and crying out. The feeling of her orgasm combined with Jamie pounding me pushed me over the edge right after I came hard while still dressed in the pretty magical girl outfit, making a mess inside the frilly skirt.

Jamie finished shortly after, filling me while still gently licking Mia through her aftershocks.

The three of us stayed tangled together for the outro me flushed and leaking in my ruined cosplay, Mia and Jamie both kissing me softly for the camera.

After the wild Cosplay Corner, Anna took my hand and led me to our private bedroom. The lights were already set up softly, with warm pink and purple lighting and multiple tasteful cameras.

She turned to me with a gentle but excited smile.

“This is the last stream of the day. I wanted it to just be us. I called it ‘Girlfriends.’ Just you and me, slow and intimate… while we try to push us over the stretch goal for tomorrow’s big group party.”

I felt nervous but warm. “Just us?”

“Just us, baby,” she whispered, kissing me softly. “My pretty girlfriend and me.”

The stream went live with a soft, romantic title card: “Girlfriends – Anna & Sonny”.

Anna was wearing a sheer white babydoll. I was still in the frilly magical girl outfit from the cosplay stream, slightly disheveled and flushed. Chat immediately melted.

Anna pulled me onto the big bed with her. For the first twenty minutes, it was gentle and loving deep kissing, slow touching, and soft whispers. She took her time undressing me, peeling off the frilly dress piece by piece while praising me.

“You’ve been such a good girl all week,” she murmured against my neck as she kissed down my body. “I’m so proud of how far you’ve come.”

The intimacy built slowly. Anna laid me on my back and climbed on top, sliding down onto my cock with a soft moan. She rode me gently, grinding in slow circles while looking into my eyes.

“I love you,” she whispered. “My beautiful girlfriend.”

I moaned her name, hands gripping her hips as she moved. The chat was surprisingly respectful and very generous lots of hearts and long messages about how cute we looked together.

Anna leaned down, pressing her chest against mine as she rode me deeper.

“Tell them how much you love being my girl,” she whispered hotly.

“I love it… I love being your girlfriend,” I moaned for the camera, voice shaky with pleasure.

We changed positions naturally her on her back with her legs wrapped around me, then spooning while I fucked her slowly from behind, kissing her neck the entire time. It was passionate, intimate, and emotional. Every thrust was slow and deep. We kept eye contact often, whispering “I love you” back and forth.

As we got closer to the end, Anna started riding me again, faster this time.

“We’re so close to the goal, baby,” she panted. “Help me get us there.”

I reached up and played with her breasts while she rode me, both of us moaning louder. The donation counter kept climbing.

Finally, as we both got close, Anna looked straight at the camera.

“If we hit the stretch goal right now… I’ll make my girlfriend cum hands free while I ride her.”

The final surge of tips came in fast. The counter ticked up… and hit it..

Anna’s face lit up with joy and lust. “We did it!”

She rode me harder, grinding perfectly against my cock while stroking me at the same time. I came hard inside her, moaning loudly as my body shook. Anna followed right after, crying out as she clenched around me.

We stayed connected, breathing heavily and kissing softly as the stream slowly ended.

Anna looked at the camera one last time, glowing with happiness.

“Thank you everyone… Tomorrow is going to be unforgettable.”

She ended the stream, then immediately pulled me into a tight, loving embrace.

“We’re really doing the full group party tomorrow,” she whispered excitedly against my ear. “All of us… including you.”

Fictional story. All characters are above the age of 18.

One weekend morning my wife Michaela said she was headed out to the store and then run some errands, so she’d be gone for a couple hours. I kissed her goodbye and watched her car pull away. Today was my turn on laundry, and I had it timed perfectly. I started my load, then brought hers downstairs and began sorting.

These moments were rare, so I took full advantage. Michaela and I are similar in size, which made everything easier. I pulled out a pair of her cute, lacy panties, a matching bralette, and one of her flowy summer dresses. I put my hair up in a high ponytail, slipped everything on, and started moving around the house doing chores. The soft fabric felt incredible against my skin. I was already hard, thinking I could edge in her panties, finish the laundry, and have everything back to normal before she returned. Perfect plan.

Music played in my headphones as I swayed my hips, lost in the feminine feeling, when a voice suddenly cut through:

“Gary?! What the hell?”

I spun around. Michaela stood there with a handful of grocery bags, a birthday cake, and a party hat. Right behind her was my best friend John, also holding bags and wearing a ridiculous party hat. We all froze.

“I… I thought you were going to be gone longer,” I stammered.

“We were surprising you a week early for your birthday,” Michaela said, still in shock. “Food, video games…”

John let out a low whistle. “Damn, man… you’re hotter than my ex.”

That broke the tension. Michaela cracked a smile despite herself.

I swallowed hard. “Are you mad?”

She looked at me for a long moment, then shook her head. “I am… but not for the reason you think.” She set the bags down. “How long have you been wearing my clothes?”

“A while,” I admitted, cheeks burning. “When you’re not home.”

Instead of anger, her eyes lit up with something else. “So we’ve been wasting all this time when we could have been having so much fun?”

My heart fluttered.

John laughed. “See? That’s why my marriage never worked. I was bi and she was… way too Christian. Bad combo from the start.”

Michaela stepped closer. “So… do you just like crossdressing, or is it more?”

The question was overwhelming, but the honesty poured out. “I’m bi… or pan. I don’t know. I’ve never actually been with a guy.”

John put on mock outrage. “You’re telling me you could look like that and when I came out we could’ve been fooling around this whole time?!”

I smiled shyly. “I was too scared.”

Michaela pulled me into a hug, then looked me up and down. “Well I think it’s very hot.” She turned to John. “Cook us up some food. We’ll be right back.”

He grinned and headed to the kitchen while she ushered me upstairs.

“If we’re doing this, let’s do it right.”

She dug through her drawers, pulling out the sexiest pieces she owned and dressing me properly. She even did my makeup lightly. “We don’t have the same shoe size and I don’t think you’ve tried heels yet, right?” I shook my head. “Flats it is, then.”

When she was done, I looked in the mirror and… fuck. I looked hot. Really hot.

“So,” she said, watching me admire myself, “do you just like women’s clothes… or do you like feeling feminine?”

I blushed hard and whispered, “I like feeling feminine.”

A feline smile spread across her lips. “Perfect. When you’re dressed up, we’re calling you Lucy.”

I loved the name instantly.

She kissed my cheek. “Let’s have a little more fun, baby.” She led me to the bathroom, pulled out a brand new cleaning kit, and handed it over. “I replace these every few months, so I’ve got an extra. You know how to use it?” I nodded. “Good girl. Do that and meet me in the bedroom.”

My cock throbbed at the words.

When I finished and stepped into the bedroom, Michaela was holding a pretty pink silicone plug with a flat base. “Come here, pretty.” I obeyed. She lubed it up and slowly worked it into me. The stretch made my knees weak. She kissed my neck and whispered, “Keep it in check or John will get ideas,” with a wink.

She led me back downstairs. John wolf whistled. “God damn, girl. Looking hot.” He served up burgers while Michaela introduced me properly: “This is Lucy.”

John took my hand, looked me in the eyes, and said with a playful grin, “If you ever want a real cock, Lucy… I volunteer as tribute.”

He was joking to make me comfortable, but the way he said it sent a shiver through me. I could suddenly see exactly what girls saw in him.

Michaela left us for a moment. John was encouraging the whole time complimenting me, telling me to pitch my voice up just a little. When I did, he winked. “Perfect.”

When Michaela came back down, she was dressed like an absolute bombshell tight dress, killer makeup, hair down. John whistled again. “I didn’t realize I was cooking for two beautiful women. I better step my game up.”

We ate his incredible food, drank wine, and flirted lightly while Michaela gave me tips on posture and how to cross my legs. We were all getting tipsy and horny. After dinner we moved to the couch for Mario Party.

After a few rounds, Michaela looked at John with a wicked smile. “Who do you think you could last longer with me or Lucy?”

John pretended to think, then patted his lap. “One round on my lap. We’ll do a test.”

Michaela did a sultry walk over and sat on him. I caught a flash under her skirt she wasn’t wearing panties. She ground against him the whole round while he tried (and mostly failed) to play. When the round ended she stood up, patted his lap again, and said, “Your turn, Lucy.”

Heart pounding, I walked over and lowered myself onto his lap. I could feel how hard he was through his pants. The plug shifted inside me with the movement and I couldn’t help grinding a little as we played. The sensation was electric.

When the round finished, Michaela asked, “Well? Who do you think?”

John groaned, still hard beneath me. “Hmm… I’m still not sure.” John teased, his voice low and husky.

Michaela’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “Let’s settle this then.” She pushed me off his lap, dropped to her knees, and freed his thick, rock hard cock from his pants. She wrapped her hand around the base and stroked him slowly while looking up at him. “Mmm, he’s so fucking hard already.”

She leaned in and took him into her mouth, sucking him with wet, noisy strokes. John groaned and rested a hand on her head. After a minute she pulled off, strings of spit dangling from her lips, and turned to me.

“Your turn, baby. Be a good girl and suck his cock.”

I slid down beside her, heart racing, and wrapped my painted lips around the head of John’s dick. The taste was intense warm, salty, masculine. I bobbed my head, taking more of him each time.

“Fuuuck, Lucy,” John moaned, his fingers threading gently through my ponytail. “That’s it… just like that. You look so pretty with my cock in your mouth. Good girl. You’re a natural.”

Michaela watched hungrily, stroking what I couldn’t fit. “She really is, isn’t she? Our little secret slut.” She pulled me off for a moment, took him deep into her own throat, then guided me back on. We took turns, sometimes licking up and down his shaft together, our tongues meeting and sliding against each other around his cock.

John’s breathing grew ragged. “Shit… you two are going to make me cum already.”

Michaela grinned up at him. “Not yet. We’re just getting started.”

Without warning, John groaned loudly and pulled back. Thick, heavy ropes of cum erupted across both of our faces splattering my cheek, Michaela’s lips and chin, and dripping down onto my bralette. I was painfully hard in my panties.

Michaela laughed breathlessly and licked some of his cum off her lips. “Oh no… guess we’ll have to test you again after you recover.” She stood up, yanked his pants completely off and tossed them across the room.

She peeled her dress off slowly, revealing her perfect naked body, nipples hard and pussy visibly wet. “Your turn, Lucy. Show us that cute body.”

I stood nervously and slipped the dress off, standing there in just the lingerie, my own cock straining against the lace, John’s cum still on my face.

John stroked his softening cock, looking back and forth between us. “God damn… it’s impossible to choose. Both of you spin for me.”

Michaela went first, turning slowly and giving a little bounce so her ass jiggled. Then I did the same, feeling the plug shift inside me with every movement.

“I’m still not sure,” John said with a wicked grin. “Lucy, be a good girl and get me hard again. On your knees.”

I dropped instantly, eager now. I took his spent cock back into my warm mouth, sucking and licking him clean while he hardened again against my tongue.

Michaela watched, touching herself. “Look at her go. I think I might have a better wife than husband.” She leaned down and kissed me sloppily, tasting John on my lips, then whispered, “Do you want to try a real cock for the first time, baby?”

I pulled off just long enough to answer softly, “Yes… please.”

John’s voice turned commanding. “Good girl. Get on all fours on the couch. Ass up.”

I climbed onto the couch obediently, arching my back. He pulled my panties down slowly pulled the pink plug out of me, leaving me empty and twitching. Michaela handed him the lube. I felt cool liquid drip over my hole, then the thick head of his cock pressing against me.

“Beg for it, Lucy,” he growled, rubbing his cock up and down my slick entrance. “Tell me how badly you want my cock in your ass.”

“Please, John,” I moaned, voice high and feminine. “Please fuck me. I want your cock so bad… I’ve wanted this for so long.”

“That’s my girl.” He pushed forward slowly, stretching me open inch by inch. “Fuck, you’re tight. Relax for me, baby… let me in.”

I gasped and whimpered as he sank deeper, the fullness overwhelming. Michaela knelt in front of me, stroking my face. “You’re taking him so well, Lucy. Such a good little slut for us.”

Once he bottomed out, John started thrusting slow and deep at first. “How does that feel, Lucy? Tell me.”

“So full… fuck, it feels so good,” I moaned, pushing back against him.

He picked up speed, gripping my hips harder. “You like that? You like your best friend’s cock stretching your tight little ass?” He slapped my ass lightly. “Say it.”

“Yes! I love your cock inside me,” I cried out, voice shaking with every thrust. “Fuck me harder, John!”

Michaela moved in front of me, legs spread wide, fingering her soaked pussy right in front of my face. “Look at her getting fucked like a whore. So fucking hot.” She moaned loudly as she rubbed her clit. “Don’t stop, John. Ruin her for me.”

John pounded me harder, his balls slapping against me. “You’re mine now too, Lucy. This ass belongs to me.” He reached around and stroked my cock, driving me crazy. “You’re gonna cum with my dick in your ass, aren’t you?”

I was whimpering and moaning uncontrollably. The dirty talk, the fullness, my wife watching it was too much. John buried himself deep and came with a loud groan, pumping rope after rope of hot cum deep inside me.

He stayed buried for a moment, catching his breath, then slowly pulled out. Cum leaked down my thighs.

Michaela immediately pulled me on top of her. “Fuck me right now, Lucy. I need it.”

I slid into her dripping pussy in one smooth thrust. She was incredibly wet. I started fucking her hard, John’s cum still leaking from my ass as I drove into her.

“Yes, baby! Fuck your wife while you’re full of our friend’s load,” she moaned, wrapping her legs around me. “Tell me how it feels.”

“So good… you’re so wet,” I panted. “I can feel his cum dripping out while I’m inside you.”

John watched, stroking himself again. “That’s so fucking filthy. Pound her, Lucy. Make her scream.”

Michaela clawed at my back, moaning loudly. “Harder! I’m gonna cum… don’t stop!” Her pussy clenched around me as she came hard, shaking and crying out.

I couldn’t hold back. I buried myself deep and came inside her, collapsing on top of her in a sweaty, cum covered mess.

We lay there panting, tangled together. Michaela kissed me deeply, then pulled John in for a three way kiss.

“Not a bad birthday party,” she whispered with a satisfied, wicked smile.

“Best one ever,” I breathed, completely blissed out.

Fictional story. All characters are above the age of 18.

About two weeks had passed since my intense after hours session with Damien in his office. Life at work had settled into an oddly tense normalcy. Damien gave me lingering, hungry looks every time we passed each other, but he hadn’t pushed for another meeting yet. Michael, on the other hand, had been quieter than usual. He still texted, but something felt off.

One afternoon I finally told him what happened with Damien. His reply was short:

Michael: So he actually went through with it.

I could sense the disappointment in his messages, but I wasn’t entirely sure why. Was he jealous that Damien got me alone? That he lost control of the situation? I didn’t push it.

Everything seemed mostly normal until late one Wednesday afternoon. I was filing paperwork near the conference rooms when I heard raised voices behind a closed door. I immediately recognized both of them Michael and Damien.

I shouldn’t have, but I couldn’t help myself. I lingered, pretending to organize folders while straining to listen.

“…you did it first,” Damien was saying, voice low but sharp. “Don’t act like you’re innocent here.”

Michael shot back, “That doesn’t mean you get to use your fucking position to ...”

They were definitely talking about me. My stomach twisted as I listened. Then it clicked. The way they were speaking to each other, the familiarity, the jealousy… they were dating. Or at least they had been.

Damien continued, “I was getting ready to move in with you and then you started this whole thing with Ashley ...”

I quietly slipped away before they noticed me, heart pounding. As soon as I got back to my desk I texted Courtney:

Me: Holy shit. Michael and Damien are dating. I just overheard them arguing about me.

Her reply came fast, full of emojis:

Courtney: 😂😂 Homewrecker Ashley strikes again

Courtney: This is actually kind of hot. We should talk to both of them. Invite them to lunch. I’ll come too.

That same day I invited both Michael and Damien to lunch. Courtney met us at the restaurant. The conversation started normal enough work talk, weekend plans but the tension was thick.

Finally, I broke the ice.

“So… are you two dating?”

The table went dead silent. Michael stared at his plate for a long time before sighing.

“I’m not sure what we’re doing anymore,” he said quietly. “I think I fucked everything up.”

“Because of me?” I asked.

“Yeah.” He looked genuinely guilty. “I used you first… then he used his power over you. We both went too far.”

Courtney leaned forward, that familiar wicked sparkle in her eyes. “What if we took the power back?”

Damien raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

“Maybe we find some guys to help even the score,” she said casually. “So you’re both on equal terms. A little… punishment for your actions.”

There was a long, heavy pause. Michael and Damien exchanged glances.

“So this is punishment?” Damien asked, half amused, half nervous.

Michael thought about it, then nodded slowly. “I’d be willing to try.”

Damien shifted in his seat. “Yeah… me too. But I’ve never bottomed before.”

I couldn’t help but smile. Michael being a switch was interesting new information.

Courtney grinned. “Perfect. Meet us at our house this weekend. We’ll set everything up.”

Both of them agreed.

The second we got home, Courtney started a group text with Jackie, Don, and Bobby.

Courtney: Got two guys who need some proper punishment this weekend. They’ve been bad and need to be put in their place. You three down for some fun?

The replies came in fast and filthy. Jackie sent laughing emojis and said she was absolutely in. Don and Bobby were immediately enthusiastic, already asking for details and making suggestions about how rough they wanted to get.

I spent the rest of the week reading the increasingly dirty messages as the group worked out the arrangements what time everyone would arrive, what toys to bring, how far we wanted to push Michael and especially Damien.

By Friday night, the anticipation was electric. Michael and Damien had both confirmed they were coming over Saturday evening, nervous but committed.

Courtney looked over at me with a satisfied, predatory smile as she set her phone down.

“This is going to be fun,” she purred. “Our two naughty boys are about to learn what happens when they play with my girlfriend.”

I shivered with excitement, already imagining what the weekend had in store.

The weekend finally arrived, and the energy in our house was electric. Courtney, Jackie, and I spent the afternoon getting ready together turning ourselves into the three hottest girls possible. I wore a tiny black satin slip dress with nothing underneath except a plug and thigh high stockings. Courtney chose a sheer red babydoll that left almost nothing to the imagination, while Jackie went with a tight white corset top and matching micro skirt. We looked like we were ready to ruin lives.

Meanwhile, Don and Bobby took charge of setting everything up moving furniture, laying out towels, lube and dimming the lights.

When Michael and Damien arrived together, they both looked nervous but excited. Don didn’t waste any time.

“Both of you living room. Now. Strip.”

Damien hesitated for half a second, but one look from Don and Bobby had them both peeling off their clothes. Once they were naked, Don and Bobby ordered them down on all fours side by side on the large area rug like obedient pets.

Courtney, Jackie, and I sat on the couch watching with hungry smiles as Don and Bobby lubed up and mounted them.

Don pushed into Damien’s ass first with a low groan. “Fuck… tight ass,” he growled, starting to thrust. Bobby did the same to Michael right beside him. The two men moaned as they were filled and fucked, their bodies rocking forward with every hard thrust.

Don looked over at me with a wicked grin. “Ashley, be a good girl and shove that cock in your boss’s mouth.”

My heart raced. I stood up, slipped the straps of my dress off my shoulders, letting it pool at my feet, and stepped in front of Damien. I was already hard. I grabbed my cock and pushed it between his lips. Damien moaned around me as I started fucking his face in rhythm with Don pounding his ass.

Beside us, Jackie had dropped to her knees between Courtney’s spread legs and was eagerly eating her out. Courtney’s moans filled the room as she watched me use my boss’s mouth.

After a few minutes, Don pulled out of Damien and slapped my ass. “Switch with me.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. I moved behind Damien, lined up, and sank my cock into his freshly fucked hole. He let out a broken moan as I started thrusting. Don took my place in front of him, feeding his thick cock down Damien’s throat.

We fucked Damien hard from both ends. I gripped his hips and railed him deep while Don used his mouth. The wet sounds of sex echoed everywhere.

“Take it, boss,” I groaned, slamming into him.

Don laughed and thrust deeper into Damien’s throat. It didn’t take long before I felt my orgasm building. I buried myself deep and came hard, pumping my load into Damien’s ass. Don followed shortly after, pulling out and painting Damien’s face with thick ropes of cum.

At almost the same moment, Bobby groaned loudly and unloaded deep inside Michael’s ass.

Michael and Damien, both panting and covered in cum, leaned toward each other and started kissing messily sharing Don’s load between them in a display that made all of us even hotter.

Bobby and Don watched Courtney and Jackie for a moment Jackie now riding Courtney’s face on the couch. Their cocks quickly hardened again.

“Looks like we’re not done with you yet, Ashley,” Don said with a smirk.

They grabbed me and pulled me into the middle of the rug. Bobby pushed me onto my back while Don lifted my legs. Bobby slid into my ass in one smooth thrust, while Don fed his cock into my mouth. They started fucking me hard, using me like a toy right in front of everyone.

While I was getting railed, Jackie and Courtney crawled over to Michael and Damien. They pushed the two men onto their backs and straddled them. Courtney sank down onto Michael’s cock with a loud moan, while Jackie impaled herself on Damien. The two women started riding them hard, tits bouncing as they used them.

The room became a chorus of moans and slapping skin. I was moaning around Don’s cock while Bobby pounded my prostate. Every thrust sent waves of pleasure through me.

Courtney looked over at me getting double teamed and grinned breathlessly. “That’s my good little slut.”

Don and Bobby were still rock hard and energized. They grabbed me like I belonged to them, manhandling my body into position on the large rug. Bobby laid down on his back and pulled me on top of him reverse cowgirl style, sliding his thick cock back into my already cum slick ass with one smooth thrust. I moaned loudly as he filled me again, my own cock bouncing and leaking as I started riding him.

Don stepped in front of me, grabbed my ponytail, and shoved his cock straight down my throat. “That’s it, Ashley. Take both of us like the greedy little cumslut you are.”

They quickly found a brutal rhythm. Bobby thrust up hard into my ass from below while Don fucked my face, his balls slapping against my chin. I was nothing but a moaning, drooling mess sandwiched between them my eyes watering, mascara running down my cheeks, spit and precum dripping everywhere.

“Fuck, this ass is still so tight,” Bobby groaned, gripping my hips and pounding me harder. “Even after everyone’s used it.”

Don laughed breathlessly and pushed deeper into my throat. “Look at her. Our pretty little office whore getting destroyed while her girlfriend watches.”

Across from us on the couch, Courtney and Jackie were putting on their own show. Courtney had pushed Michael onto his back and was riding his cock reverse cowgirl, facing me so I could watch her perfect tits bounce with every drop of her hips. Jackie had straddled Damien right beside them, grinding down on his cock while leaning over to make out with Courtney.

“God, you feel good,” Courtney moaned, looking straight at me as she rode Michael harder. “Watch me take your coworker’s cock, baby.”

Jackie was riding Damien with just as much enthusiasm, her hands on his chest as she bounced. “Mmm, your boss has such a nice dick,” she teased, glancing over at me getting double stuffed. “But he’s much better at taking it than giving it.”

The room was filled with the obscene sounds of sex wet slapping flesh, loud moans, gagging, and filthy encouragement.

Don and Bobby switched positions on me. Bobby pulled out of my ass and moved to my mouth, feeding me his cock straight from my hole, while Don took his turn slamming into my ass. They kept rotating like that, using every one of my holes without mercy, their hands roaming over my body, slapping my ass, pinching my nipples, and stroking my leaking cock.

I was completely lost in pleasure, whimpering and moaning around whichever cock was in my mouth.

Meanwhile, Courtney and Jackie were riding Michael and Damien like they were trying to break them. Courtney leaned forward and started making out with Jackie again while both women bounced faster and faster.

“I’m gonna cum,” Michael groaned, gripping Courtney’s hips.

“Fill her up,” Jackie encouraged, riding Damien just as hard.

Courtney slammed down one final time and moaned loudly as Michael erupted inside her, pumping her full. Seconds later, Damien cried out and came deep in Jackie’s pussy, his body shaking underneath her.

Don and Bobby didn’t last much longer with me. Bobby was the first to go he pulled out of my mouth, stroked himself twice, and shoved back down my throat as he came hard, flooding my mouth with thick spurts. I swallowed as much as I could, but some still leaked from the corners of my lips.

Don followed right after, burying himself as deep as possible in my ass and unloading with a deep groan, adding another hot load inside me.

I collapsed onto the rug, panting, leaking from both ends, my body trembling from overstimulation.

The entire living room smelled like sex. Everyone was flushed, sweaty, and covered in various fluids. Courtney crawled over to me with a proud, loving smile and kissed me deeply, tasting Bobby’s cum on my tongue.

“You were such a perfect little slut tonight,” she whispered affectionately, stroking my hair. “I’m so proud of you.”

Fictional story. All characters are above the age of 18.

My phone buzzed while I was still driving home, cum soaked and anxious.

Michael: Fuck, didn’t think about the cameras. Let me ask my IT guy. Standby.

The minutes that followed were agonizing. Every red light felt like an eternity. Finally, another message came through.

Michael: Security flagged a couple videos and sent them to department heads for review. Our department head is Damien… so he’s going to see the video of all three of us.

I gripped the steering wheel tighter and texted back quickly.

Me: Except I went in as Ash and came out as Ashley in that bathroom, Michael. And there was also the time it was just you and me in there, remember?

Michael: I’m sorry man… Do you want me to talk to him?

Me: No. If he’s going to say something, I’d rather it be just to me. I’ll wait and see what happens.

I was a nervous wreck by the time I got home. The second I walked through the door, Courtney and Jackie looked up from the couch with big, excited smiles until they saw my face.

“What’s wrong?” Courtney asked, her smile fading.

I told them everything. The cameras, Damien being my new boss, the footage that was now in his hands. They both listened quietly until I finished.

Courtney leaned back with a mischievous little smirk. “Look… he was obviously really into you. It’s not like it’s going to make a huge difference. Just suck his dick and make up for it.”

I stared at her, shocked. Jackie burst out laughing.

“We did something similar back in college,” Jackie said with a shrug. “We got caught stealing pastries from the coffee shop we worked at. We blew the manager in the back room and he conveniently ‘forgot’ to write us up. Worked like a charm.”

I let out a long breath. My girlfriend’s corrupting influence was strangely comforting. The tension in my shoulders eased a little.

I turned to Jackie. “Did you know Bobby was going to be there?”

“Nope,” she grinned. “Happy accident. It was pretty hot though, right?”

We all laughed, and just like that, I pushed the worry out of my mind for the night.

The next day at work, I barely got anything done. My stomach was in knots waiting for the inevitable.

Around 12:30 PM, my desk phone rang.

“Ash, come to my office please,” Damien’s voice said calmly.

I knew this was it.

I closed the door behind me as instructed and sat down. Damien leaned back in his chair, looking every bit the confident boss. He didn’t waste time.

“If you had told me that you were the girl we fucked in the bathroom, I would’ve bet every dollar I own that it wasn’t you,” he said, shaking his head. “I was completely blind.”

He turned his monitor slightly and clicked something. “This footage is… conveniently missing now.” He showed me a still image clear as day of me sneaking Courtney (in her trench coat) into the fifth floor bathroom. “But sneaking a woman into the men’s bathroom? That could be an issue.”

My heart pounded. I was sure he had removed the parts with him and Michael in them. The feeling of being cornered blackmailed, even sent a confusing rush of fear and arousal through me.

“So what are we doing here then?” I asked in a small voice.

Damien let the silence stretch for a long moment, watching me closely.

“I want you as the other version of you,” he finally said.

“…Ashley.”

“Yes. Ashley.”

I swallowed hard. “Okay… When?”

“After work today. When everyone’s gone, be here in my office.”

I nodded. As I stood up to leave, I paused at the door. “And turn off the cameras.”

Damien’s lips curved into a slow smile.

The rest of the workday dragged unbearably. I kept staring at the clock while Courtney flooded my phone with naughty, encouraging texts.

Courtney: Be a good girl for him 💕

Courtney: Send me pictures if you can

Courtney: I want every detail later, slut 😉

When the office finally emptied out, I grabbed my backpack and slipped into the women’s bathroom, locking the door behind me. I took my time transforming full makeup, long lashes, glossy lips, soft wavy hair, and the sluttiest outfit I’d brought: a tight black mini skirt, sheer thigh high stockings with a garter belt, a lacy sheer top that showed off the black bralette underneath, and strappy heels. I finished with a delicate choker and made sure I looked like the perfect office fantasy.

I checked myself in the mirror one last time. My heart was racing with a mix of nerves and excitement.

Taking a deep breath, I stepped out of the women’s bathroom and walked through the quiet, dimly lit office toward Damien’s corner office hips swaying, heels clicking on the floor, fully dressed as Ashley.

My heels clicked loudly in the empty office as I walked toward Damien’s corner office. The tight black mini skirt hugged my ass, the garter straps subtly visible beneath the hem, and my sheer top did almost nothing to hide the lacy bralette underneath. I felt completely exposed even though the building was deserted.

I paused outside his door, took a deep breath, then knocked softly.

“Come in.”

I stepped inside. Damien was leaning back against the front of his large desk, arms crossed, wearing just his dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up and his tie loosened. The blinds were closed. The lights were dimmed. He looked every inch the powerful boss.

He slowly looked me up and down, drinking in the full Ashley transformation. A hungry smile spread across his face.

“Well… fuck me,” he murmured. “Lock the door, Ashley.”

I turned and clicked the lock, then stood nervously in front of him.

“Is this… what you wanted?” I asked softly.

Damien stepped closer, towering over me. He ran a finger under my chin, tilting my face up to meet his eyes.

“This is exactly what I wanted,” he said, voice low and commanding. “The shy little office boy who sits in meetings all day… secretly dressing up like a cock hungry office whore after hours. You have no idea how hard I’ve been since I saw that footage and realized it was someone that worked here.”

He circled me slowly, one hand trailing over my waist, then boldly groping my ass under the short skirt.

“You like the power, don’t you?” I whispered.

“I love it,” he admitted, squeezing harder. “Knowing I could ruin your career… or turn you into my personal fucktoy. And you’re going to let me, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Sir,” I breathed, already trembling with arousal.

“Good girl.” He suddenly grabbed my ponytail and pulled my head back firmly. “From now on, you call me Sir. You will speak when spoken to, and you will answer every question honestly. Understood?”

“Yes, Sir.”

He pushed me down to my knees right there in the middle of his office. “Take my cock out.”

I obeyed eagerly, unzipping his pants and pulling out his thick, already hard cock. It was heavy and warm in my hands. I looked up at him submissively.

“Ask for it,” he ordered.

“Please, Sir… may I suck your cock?”

He smirked. “Beg better.”

“Please, Sir. I’ve been thinking about your big cock all day. I want to be a good little office slut for you. Let me worship it with my mouth.”

Damien groaned in satisfaction and fed his cock between my glossy lips. He immediately started using my mouth, holding my head steady as he thrust deeper. I gagged and drooled but kept my eyes on him, mascara already starting to run.

While I sucked him, he pulled out his phone.

“Smile for the camera, Ashley.”

Click. Click.

He took several photos close ups of my lips stretched around his shaft, my watery eyes looking up, spit running down my chin.

“Take it deeper. That’s it… fuck, you look even better than in the bathroom.” He kept snapping pictures as he fucked my throat. “Tell the camera what you are.”

I pulled off just long enough to gasp, “I’m your office whore, Sir. I dress up like a slut and sneak around getting fucked at work.”

He rewarded me by pushing back down and face fucking me harder.

After several minutes he pulled me up, bent me over his desk, and yanked my skirt up. He took more photos of my ass in the garter belt and tiny thong.

“Spread your legs.”

I obeyed. He ripped the thong to the side and pressed two fingers into my already lubed hole.

“You came prepared,” he chuckled darkly. “Such a eager little slut.”

He fingered me roughly while continuing to take pictures, making me moan and push back against his hand.

“Tell me how much you love this.”

“I love it, Sir! I love being used in your office… I love that you own me now… please fuck me, Sir. I need your cock.”

Damien finally gave me what I wanted. He lined up and thrust into me in one powerful stroke, burying himself balls deep. I cried out, gripping the edge of the desk as he started pounding me hard.

The sound of skin slapping skin filled the office. He kept one hand on my hip and the other holding his phone, recording short videos and taking more photos as he railed me.

“Beg for it louder.”

“Please fuck me harder, Sir! Use my tight little ass! I’m your dirty secret… your personal office cumslut!”

He fucked me relentlessly in that position, then turned me around, lifted me onto the desk, and fucked me face to face while I wrapped my stocking covered legs around him. He pulled my top down, exposing the bralette, and took more pictures of my flushed, moaning face while he drove into me.

After switching positions again this time bending me over the couch in the corner of his office he started stroking himself while I knelt in front of him.

“Time to finish on that pretty face,” he growled. “Beg for my cum.”

I looked up at him, eyes glassy with lust, makeup ruined, lips swollen. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue like a perfect slut.

“Please, Sir… cum on my face. Cover your little office whore. I want to wear your load home. Please paint me, Sir. I’ve been such a good girl for you.”

Damien groaned loudly, stroking faster. “Smile for the camera while you beg.”

I smiled brightly, still tongue out. “Please cum on me, Sir! I need it so bad!”

With a deep grunt, he exploded. Thick, heavy ropes of hot cum splashed across my face streaking my cheeks, forehead, nose, lips, and chin. Some landed on my tongue and in my open mouth. I kept smiling and moaning softly as he drained every drop onto me, taking final close up photos of my cum covered face.

When he finally finished, I was a complete mess face glazed, makeup destroyed, clothes disheveled.

I looked up at him submissively. “Thank you, Sir.”

Damien breathed hard, admiring his work. “You’re even more perfect than I imagined.”

I bit my lip. “Sir… could you please send me some of those photos?”

He raised an eyebrow but smiled. “You want to keep evidence?”

“I want to show my girlfriend how good I was for you.”

He chuckled and airdropped several of the best ones to my phone the most explicit ones included.

I quickly sent them to Courtney with the message:

Ashley: [Photos attached]

Ashley: Your slutty girlfriend had a very productive after hours meeting with the boss 😈

Courtney replied almost instantly with a string of heart eyes and fire emojis, followed by:

Courtney: Holy fuck baby… I’m so wet. Come straight home. I need to hear every detail while I sit on your face.

Damien watched me texting with an amused expression. “You’re really something else, Ashley.”

I stood up on shaky legs, cum still dripping down my face. “Thank you, Sir. Are we doing this again?”

He smirked. “We’ll see. Now go clean up before you leave… but leave some on your face for the drive home.”

I left Damien’s office on shaky legs, my face still gloriously painted with his thick load. Some of it had started to drip down my chin and onto my sheer top, but I followed his order and left most of it untouched. The taste of him lingered on my tongue as I quietly made my way through the dark, empty office building and out to the parking garage.

Every step made my sore ass clench around the memory of his cock. My mini skirt barely covered the tops of my stockings, and the cool night air on my cum streaked face made me feel like the sluttiest girl alive. I climbed into the car, deliberately not wiping my face. The drive home was torturous in the best way. Every red light made me hyper aware of the drying cum on my skin. I kept glancing in the rearview mirror, mesmerized by how ruined and used I looked.

Courtney had been texting me nonstop the entire time:

Courtney: Are you on your way home yet?

Courtney: Send another picture

Courtney: I’m touching myself waiting for my pretty little cumslut to get home

I managed to snap one quick selfie at a stoplight my glossy, cum glazed face smiling submissively and sent it to her. Her reply was immediate:

Courtney: Fuck yes baby. Drive safe but hurry. I need that messy face between my legs NOW.

By the time I pulled into our driveway, my cock was rock hard again under my skirt and I was trembling with anticipation.

The front door opened before I even reached it. Courtney stood there in nothing but a tiny silk robe that was already falling open, her nipples hard and her eyes wild with lust.

“Oh my god, look at you…” she breathed, pulling me inside and slamming the door. She cupped my cum covered face with both hands, smearing Damien’s load across my cheeks as she kissed me deeply. Her tongue licked greedily across my lips, tasting her boss’s cum on her girlfriend’s mouth.

“You really did it,” she moaned against my lips. “My perfect little office whore. Tell me everything while I clean you up.”

She dragged me to the living room, pushed me down onto the couch, and straddled my face reverse cowgirl style before I could even speak. Her soaked pussy pressed down onto my mouth as she leaned forward and started licking the cum off my face like a woman possessed.

“Mmmph.... He called me into his office…” I mumbled into her dripping folds, eagerly licking and sucking her clit. “Made me lock the door… then made me beg like a slut while he took pictures.”

Courtney ground harder on my face, moaning loudly. “Keep talking, baby. Don’t stop licking.”

I obeyed, tongue fucking her while recounting every filthy detail how he made me call him Sir, how he bent me over his desk, how he recorded me begging for his cock, and how he finally painted my face while I smiled for the camera with my tongue out.

The more I talked, the wetter she got. Her thighs trembled around my head as she rode my tongue.

“God, I’m so proud of you,” she gasped, licking the last streaks of cum from my forehead. “You’re such a dirty fucking girl now. My perfect Ashley.”

She suddenly spun around, facing me, and sank down onto my throbbing cock in one smooth motion. We both moaned as she started riding me hard, her hands braced on my chest.

“Tell me how it felt when he came on you,” she demanded, bouncing faster. Her tits swayed beautifully with every movement.

“It felt so humiliating… and so good,” I groaned, gripping her hips. “I smiled and begged for it like a whore while he took pictures. I loved it, Courtney. I loved being used by my own boss.”

She leaned down and kissed me messily, sharing the last traces of Damien’s cum between us. Her riding grew more frantic, her pussy clenching around me.

“Cum inside me,” she whispered hotly. “Fill your girlfriend up while you still taste another man on your tongue.”

I couldn’t hold back. I thrust up into her and came hard, pumping rope after rope of cum deep into her pussy as she cried out and came with me, her whole body shaking.

We stayed locked together for a long time afterward, kissing softly, her fingers gently tracing patterns in the dried cum still on my cheeks.

Courtney finally pulled back with a wicked, satisfied smile.

“Next time,” she whispered, “I want to be there hiding again… or maybe I’ll make you fuck him while I watch from the closet.”

I shivered with fresh arousal at the thought.

“I’m yours to corrupt,” I whispered back, pulling her down for another deep kiss.

Fictional story. All characters are above the age of 18.

Jackie and Don eventually said their goodbyes, both of them flushed, satisfied, and already hinting that we’d need to do this again soon. Don gave me a lingering look and a playful smack on the ass as he left, while Jackie hugged Courtney tightly, whispering something that made my girlfriend grin wickedly. Once the door closed and we were finally alone, the house felt quieter but the energy between Courtney and me was still crackling.

I pulled her close on the couch and confessed what had happened at work earlier that day. “So… I may have sucked Michael off in the bathroom during lunch.”

Courtney’s eyes went wide, then sparkled with filthy delight. “Oh my god, what a little slut!” she laughed, grabbing my face and kissing me hard. I blushed furiously, which only made her grin wider. “You really are turning into my perfect horny girlfriend, aren’t you?”

“I wanted to make it up to you,” I said softly, biting my lip. “It just kind of happened.”

She studied me for a moment, that mischievous, dominant gleam in her eyes I’d come to crave. “I have an idea… but it’ll take some planning.” She leaned in, voice dropping to a husky whisper. “I want to watch you get fucked by him. Properly. At work.”

My stomach flipped with a mix of nerves and instant arousal. “Something tells me that won’t be that easy.”

“No, it won’t,” she agreed, smiling. “Here’s what we’re going to do. Tomorrow, you’re going to dress up really slutty underneath your suit. When the moment is right, you text me. I’ll meet you at the back door. You take me to that bathroom, I’ll hide in a stall, and then you surprise him. Take off the suit, put your hair up, and let him find you like the pretty office whore you are.”

“That’s really risky,” I breathed, already half hard at the thought.

Courtney’s grin turned wicked. “That’s the fucking fun of it. Besides, you blew him without telling me first. This is the least you can do.” She kissed me again, deeper this time. “Say yes.”

I swallowed hard, heart racing. “Okay… When do you want to do it?”

“Tomorrow.”

I nodded. “Alright.”

The next morning Courtney woke up with me, buzzing with excitement. She laid out my “underneath” outfit on the bed like she was dressing her favorite doll.

She started with a tiny, strappy black lace bralette that barely covered my nipples, then a matching lace thong that framed my smooth cock and balls perfectly while leaving my hole accessible. Over that went a sheer black garter belt with delicate straps holding up thigh high stockings with little bows at the tops. She finished it off with a short, slutty black pleated skirt that barely reached mid thigh and a cropped, sheer white blouse that showed the bralette underneath.

When I looked in the mirror I looked like a secretary who was one “meeting” away from getting bent over a desk. Courtney couldn’t keep her hands off me, sliding her fingers under the skirt to tease my hole and stroke me through the lace.

“You look fucking edible,” she murmured, kissing my neck. “Now put the suit on.”

I layered the crisp dress shirt, tie, jacket, and pants over everything. In the mirror, I still looked like professional Ash no one would ever guess I was dressed like a complete office slut underneath. The lace and stockings whispered against my skin with every movement, keeping me in a constant state of low level arousal.

Work was nerve racking. Every step made the garters tug and the lace rub against me. Michael came by my desk twice to “check on a project,” and each time I had to fight not to squirm or blush. I was pent up and leaking into the tiny thong by mid morning.

During the afternoon break, I finally texted Courtney: *Back door. Now.*

I slipped downstairs and found her waiting, wearing a long trench coat that hid whatever she had on underneath or didn't I supposed. Her eyes were bright with excitement. I quickly ushered her upstairs to the fifth floor family bathroom the same one from before. It was still quiet and mostly empty due to the renovations.

Once inside, Courtney locked the main door for a moment while I stripped out of the suit. She helped me fold everything neatly, then fixed my hair into a cute high ponytail with a little bow she’d brought. She applied some lipstick and gave my ass a firm squeeze.

“God, you look like such a whore,” she whispered happily. “I’m so wet already.” She slipped into the first stall, locking it behind her so she could peek through the crack without being seen. “Text him. I want to watch my pretty girlfriend get used.”

I took a deep breath, heart hammering, and sent the message to Michael:

*Hey, come meet me in the bathroom. I want to show you something 😉*

Then I stood in the middle of the room in just the slutty lingerie, sheer blouse, tiny pleated skirt, stockings, and heels Courtney was wearing I’d slipped on at the last second. My cock was already straining against the lace. I could hear Courtney’s soft, excited breathing from the stall.

Now we just had to wait for Michael to arrive…

The bathroom door eventually swung open and Michael stepped inside. He stopped dead in his tracks the second he saw me. His eyes widened, jaw dropping slightly as he took in the full sight: me standing there in nothing but slutty feminine lingerie under the harsh fluorescent lights. The tiny black pleated skirt, the sheer white cropped blouse showing off the lace bralette, the garter belt and thigh high stockings, glossy pink lips, and the cute high ponytail with a little bow. My cock was visibly straining against my thong, already leaking.

“Ashley… holy fuck,” he breathed, voice low and stunned.

“We have a small window,” I whispered urgently, my heart hammering. “We need to be quick.”

I didn’t give him time to overthink it. I walked over to my neatly folded suit, pulled the small bottle of lube from the pocket, and held it out to him with a needy look. “I want you to fuck me. Right now.”

Michael’s expression shifted from surprise to pure lust in a heartbeat. He took the bottle, spun me around forcefully, and bent me over the wide sink counter. He flipped my tiny skirt up over my hips, exposing my smooth ass in my panties.

“Goddamn, look at you,” he growled. “Dressed like a complete office whore under that suit all day.”

He slicked his thick cock with lube, pulled my panties to the side, pressed the head against my entrance, and pushed in deep with one firm thrust. I moaned loudly as he stretched me open, the sound echoing sharply off the tiled walls. Michael didn’t waste any time he gripped my hips and started fucking me hard, deep, relentless strokes that made my stockings rub against the counter and my ponytail bounce.

“Fuck, Ashley… this ass is so tight,” he groaned, pounding into me. “You really wore all this just for me? Such a dirty little slut coming to work ready to get railed.”

The wet slap of his hips against my ass filled the bathroom. I was moaning shamelessly, pushing back onto him, completely lost in the intense pleasure. He reached forward, grabbed my ponytail like reins, and yanked my head back while leaning over me.

“That’s it, baby. Moan for me like the pretty cockslut you are,” he whispered hotly in my ear. “You love getting fucked at work, don’t you? Taking dick in the bathroom while everyone else is at their desks.”

“Yes... fuck yes,” I whimpered, voice breaking. The risk, the lingerie, his thick cock hitting my prostate with every thrust it was overwhelming.

I was so caught up in the moment, moaning louder than I probably should have, that I barely registered the door creaking open behind us.

A tall, blonde man in a well fitted suit walked in and stopped, staring at the scene. He was handsome, broad shouldered, with sharp features and an amused smirk. He looked at Michael, then at me getting fucked over the sink, and let out a low chuckle.

“So this is the one that’s got your attention,” he said, clearly entertained. “Snuck her in, eh? She is something else.”

Michael didn’t miss a beat. He kept thrusting into me hard, his cock buried deep as he replied, “Yeah… didn’t think you’d follow me up here.”

“I had my suspicions,” the blonde replied casually. He walked closer, already unbuttoning his pants. His massive cock sprang free noticeably bigger and thicker than Michael’s. I stared at it, dazed and horny, then instinctively opened my mouth like a good girl.

He didn’t hesitate. He stepped right up and fed his heavy cock between my glossy lips, pushing deep into my throat. I gagged slightly but relaxed, letting him use my mouth while Michael continued pounding my ass from behind.

They had me completely spit roasted.

The two men quickly found a rhythm, using me like a shared toy. Michael gripping my hips and slamming into my ass, the blonde holding my ponytail and fucking my face with long, deep strokes. The bathroom filled with obscene sounds wet slapping, gagging, moaning all echoing loudly off the hard surfaces.

“Fuck, she’s a natural,” the blonde groaned, thrusting deeper. “Look at those pretty eyes watering while she takes two cocks.”

Michael laughed breathlessly. “Told you she was special. Such a good girl for us.”

They went back and forth, trading positions slightly, using every hole. At one point the blonde pulled out of my mouth, stroking his massive cock furiously right in front of my cum smeared face.

“Wait... no, not on my face...” I gasped, suddenly panicked about having to go back to my desk covered in evidence.

But he was already there. With a deep groan he exploded, thick ropes of hot cum painting my face streaking my cheeks, lips, nose, chin, and even landing in my eyelashes. At the exact same moment, Michael buried himself to the hilt in my ass and came hard, flooding me with pulse after pulse of warm cum.

The blonde tucked himself away with a satisfied smirk, gave Michael a nod like they’d just finished a normal meeting, and slipped out of the bathroom without another word.

Michael pulled out slowly, breathing hard. Cum was already starting to leak down my thighs. He gave my ass a light slap. “Thank you, Ashley… that was incredible. You better clean up quick though. We’ve been gone for a minute.”

He straightened his clothes and left.

The second the door clicked shut, the stall door opened.

Courtney stepped out, completely naked, flushed bright red, nipples rock hard, and thighs visibly wet. She was holding her phone in one hand, the screen still glowing she had recorded the entire thing.

“Oh my god, baby… you were so fucking hot,” she breathed, voice thick with lust. “My perfect little office whore. I almost came just watching.”

She set the phone down and dropped to her knees in front of me. Her tongue immediately went to work, licking every drop of the stranger’s cum off my face. She kissed me messily, pushing some of it into my mouth, then licked down my neck and chest, cleaning me thoroughly while moaning softly. Her hands roamed over my lingerie clad body the whole time.

Once I was mostly clean, she pushed me onto my back on the cool bathroom floor, climbed on top, and sank down onto my throbbing, cum smeared cock in one smooth motion.

“Fuck, Courtney...” I groaned.

She rode me hard and fast, her soaked pussy gripping me tight as she braced her hands on my chest. Her tits bounced with every movement.

“Watching you take two cocks like that… God, Ashley, you looked like such a dirty slut,” she panted, grinding down on me. “Two men using you right here at work. I loved it.”

I was already on edge. Between everything that had just happened and Courtney riding me like she was possessed, I didn’t last long. I grabbed her hips and thrust up into her, groaning loudly as I came deep inside her pussy, filling her with everything I had left.

We stayed there on the floor for a long moment, panting and tangled together, before she leaned down and kissed me softly.

“We are definitely doing more of this,” she whispered with a wicked smile.

Fictional Story. All characters are above the age of 18

In the weeks that followed, I became Ashley far more often than Ash. At home I was almost always in feminine clothes dresses, skirts, heels, full makeup, and pretty lingerie. Courtney loved it. She’d come home from work, find me cooking dinner in a cute outfit, and immediately pull me into the bedroom or bend me over the kitchen counter. The dynamic between us had never been hotter.

At work, though, I stayed Ash on the outside. Or at least… mostly. Underneath my suits I started wearing soft lingerie lace panties, thigh high stockings, sometimes even a garter belt or bralette. The secret thrill of it made every meeting and conference call feel dangerously naughty. Today was no different. Beneath my crisp dress shirt and tailored suit I wore a delicate black lace thong and matching garter belt with sheer stockings. Every time I moved, I could feel the lace against my smooth skin.

I was grabbing coffee in the break room when I heard a familiar voice.

“Hey, Ashley.”

I nearly spilled my coffee. Michael stood there in a sharp button down, looking relaxed and confident.

“Hey… what’s up?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

“I’ve been moved to this side of the building,” he said with a small smirk. “Starting today.”

“So I’ll be seeing a lot more of you then?”

“Yeah,” he replied, eyes lingering on me. “A lot more.”

I smiled, feeling heat rise in my cheeks. “Good. That should be fun.”

Michael stepped closer, lowering his voice like we were sharing a private secret. “So… are you just wearing a disguise on the outside today?”

I glanced around to make sure no one was nearby, then nodded. “I may be Ashley underneath the suit.”

His eyes darkened with interest. “I’d like to see that.”

My cock stirred instantly in the tight lace thong.

A few minutes later we left the break room together and went for a “walk.” I asked where we were going, but he just told me to follow him. We took the elevator up to the fifth floor an area of the building that was still unoccupied and under renovation, quiet and mostly empty.

Michael pulled me into a large, clean family bathroom, locked the door behind us, and turned to face me.

“Strip,” he said calmly but firmly.

My heart hammered as I obeyed. I removed my suit jacket, tie, shirt, and pants, carefully folding them on the counter. Soon I was standing there in nothing but the black lace thong, garter belt, and sheer stockings. My cock was already half hard, straining against the delicate fabric.

Michael let out a low whistle, eyes roaming over my smooth, feminine body. “Fuck… all those curves hidden under that suit. You really are such a pretty girl, Ashley.”

He stepped forward and ran his hands over my hips and ass, squeezing possessively. “On your knees.”

I dropped without hesitation. Michael unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick, already hard cock. I automatically leaned forward, opened my mouth, and took him in hungrily. I sucked him with desperate need swirling my tongue, bobbing my head, and taking him as deep as I could. The risk of being at work, the lace lingerie, and the memory of everything we’d done before had me completely lost in the moment.

Michael groaned quietly, one hand gently holding the back of my head. “That’s it… good girl. Such a hungry little cockslut even at the office.”

It didn’t take long before his breathing grew ragged. He pushed deeper into my throat and came hard, flooding my mouth with thick spurts. I swallowed every drop, then licked him clean.

He gave me an affectionate pat on the head. “Good girl, Ashley.”

We quickly cleaned up. I got dressed back into my suit while Michael watched with a satisfied smirk. We slipped out of the bathroom separately and returned to our floor like nothing had happened.

The rest of the workday was completely uneventful on the surface meetings, emails, conference calls. But underneath my professional exterior I was desperately horny. I could still taste him. Every shift in my chair made me feel the lace thong and stockings against my skin, a constant reminder that I’d just sucked my coworker’s cock in the middle of the workday like a secret office slut.

By the time I got home, I was aching with need and couldn’t wait to tell Courtney everything.

The drive home felt endless. My cock stayed hard the entire way, trapped in the delicate black lace thong, still buzzing from the taste of Michael’s cum on my tongue and the constant tease of the lingerie under my suit. I was aching to get home and fuck Courtney senseless to bend my girlfriend over and pound her while still dressed as Ashley underneath.

But the moment I opened the front door, I was greeted by a scene that stopped me in my tracks.

Courtney was sprawled on the living room couch, legs spread wide, her skirt bunched up around her waist and her top pulled down. Jackie was on her knees between her thighs, eagerly eating her out. Courtney’s moans filled the room, her hips rolling against Jackie’s face.

“Oh fuck… right there…” Courtney gasped, her fingers tangled in Jackie’s hair.

I stood there frozen for a second, cock throbbing at the sight. Courtney’s eyes fluttered open and locked onto me.

“Oh thank God you’re home,” she moaned, voice dripping with lust. “I was just telling Jackie everything that happened after the club…and…she”

Her legs were shaking violently as Jackie kept licking and sucking her clit. The moment Courtney mentioned my office adventure, Jackie moaned into her pussy, clearly turned on.

They didn’t give me a chance to say anything. Courtney sat up, eyes wild with hunger, and practically pounced on me along with Jackie. They ravaged me right there in the entryway kissing me deeply, hands tearing at my suit. Jackie pulled back for a moment, flushed and breathing hard, her lips glistening with Courtney’s juices.

“Please fuck me, Ashley,” she begged, voice needy.

I quickly stripped off my suit jacket and shirt, then dropped my pants. My cock sprang free as I moved my lace panties to the side. Jackie turned around on all fours on the couch, presenting her ass to me. I got behind her, lined up, and thrust into her soaked pussy in one smooth motion.

“Fuuuuck yes!” Jackie cried out, pushing back against me.

Courtney watched us for a moment, biting her lip, then disappeared into the bedroom. She returned moments later wearing nothing but a thick, realistic strap on harnessed around her hips. The sight made my cock twitch hard inside Jackie.

I pulled out of Jackie, flipped her onto her back, and pulled her toward the edge of the couch. “Ride me,” I told her.

Jackie eagerly straddled me, sinking down onto my cock with a long moan. She started bouncing, her tits swaying as she rode me hard. Courtney climbed onto the couch behind her, pressing against Jackie’s back.

“Oh God… are you going to put that in my ass?” Jackie whimpered, voice trembling with excitement.

Courtney grinned and started teasing her. She lubed her fingers and worked one, then two into Jackie’s tight ass while Jackie continued riding my cock. Jackie’s moans grew louder and more desperate.

After fingering her thoroughly, Courtney pressed the thick head of the strap on against Jackie’s ass and slowly pushed inside. Jackie let out a broken cry of pleasure as she was filled from both sides.

“Fuck… I’m so full,” she gasped, trembling between us.

Courtney and I found a rhythm I thrust up into her pussy while Courtney fucked her ass with deep, steady strokes. Jackie was lost in ecstasy, moaning filthily between us:

“Yes… fuck me like the slut I am… both of you… use me…”

The feeling of Jackie’s tight pussy clenching around me while Courtney fucked her ass through the thin wall was overwhelming. I held out as long as I could, gripping Jackie’s hips.

“I’m about to cum,” I groaned.

Jackie rode me even harder. “Just cum in me, please! I’m on the pill… I just need to ride this a little more… fill me up, Ashley!”

I couldn’t hold back any longer. With a deep groan I thrust up and came hard, flooding Jackie’s pussy with rope after rope of cum. Courtney kept fucking her ass through my orgasm, pushing Jackie over the edge into a shaking, screaming climax of her own.

We stayed locked together for a long moment, all three of us panting and sweating. Eventually Courtney pulled out and the three of us collapsed onto the couch in a tangled, satisfied heap. Jackie was the first to speak, her voice small and laced with guilt.

“I can’t believe I just did that… I’m so sorry. I completely lost control. My husband would be so pissed if he ever found out about this.”

Courtney, still gently stroking Jackie’s thigh, tilted her head. “Isn’t Don pretty open? You’ve told me before he’s the adventurous type.”

Jackie sighed. “Yeah… he’s into guys, girls, whatever. He’s actually really open. He already knows about Ashley too. But I still don’t do stuff like this without him. That’s our rule.”

Courtney’s eyes sparkled with wicked excitement. “Then invite him over right now. Let’s give him something he’ll never forget. We can tell him exactly what happened… and then keep going.”

The room fell quiet. Jackie looked nervous, conflicted, but clearly still incredibly turned on. Courtney didn’t wait for a verbal answer. She slid her hand back between Jackie’s legs and started slowly rubbing her swollen clit again, kissing her neck softly.

“Just call him, baby,” Courtney whispered. “Tell him to come over.”

Jackie’s breath hitched. With shaky hands she grabbed her phone. While it rang, Courtney kept fingering her, occasionally leaning in to kiss her deeply so her moans wouldn’t be too obvious. Jackie barely managed to get the words out telling Don to come to our place because “something came up.” Her voice cracked with arousal several times. When she finally hung up, she was trembling.

Courtney kept teasing her with two fingers and soft kisses for the next ten minutes until we heard a firm knock at the door.

I quickly fixed my hair into a cute high ponytail, tucked my cock neatly back into my lace panties, and smoothed down my dress. When I opened the door, Don stood there. His eyes widened as they traveled up and down my feminine body.

“Ash…?” he stuttered, clearly stunned.

“It’s Ashley,” I said sweetly, giving him a little spin. “Come in.”

“Holy shit…” He swallowed hard, unable to stop staring. “You look fucking hot. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to stare like that.”

“Please do,” I purred. I grabbed his hand and led him into the living room.

The sight that greeted him made him stop dead. Jackie was lying on her back on the couch, legs spread wide, while Courtney straddled her face, slowly grinding her wet pussy against Jackie’s eager tongue.

I spoke softly, still holding Don’s hand. “Courtney was telling Jackie about some of our recent adventures… the club, Michael, everything. She got so turned on that she lost control and started eating Courtney out. She felt really guilty afterwards, so she invited you over.”

Don stared at his wife, whose face was buried between Courtney’s thighs. Jackie looked up at him with a mix of shame and desperate arousal in her eyes.

I stepped closer to Don and boldly rubbed his growing bulge through his pants. “Are you mad at her?”

He looked at me, then back at Jackie. “No… I’m not mad.”

I smiled. “Good. So you won’t be mad if I do this?” I unbuttoned his pants, slipped my hand inside, and wrapped my fingers around his thick, hardening cock.

His eyes fluttered. “Fuck… no.”

I dropped to my knees right there in front of him, pulled his pants and boxers down, and took his cock into my mouth. I sucked him slowly and lovingly swirling my tongue around the head, taking him deeper, moaning softly around his shaft.

Courtney looked over with a grin. “His wife is kind of a slut, Don. She used to eat my pussy all the time in college. Then she got married and became a good girl… Guess we should fix that.”

She grabbed Jackie’s head with both hands and started riding her face harder.

Don groaned, looking down at me. “So you like how my cock tastes, Ashley?”

I pulled off with a wet pop and looked up at him submissively. “Yes, Sir.”

“You want to feel it?”

“Yes please,” I begged. “Use me however you want.”

He pulled me up, bent me over the arm of the couch right beside where Jackie was licking Courtney, and slowly pushed his thick cock into my ass. I moaned loudly as he stretched me open.

Don gripped my hips tightly and slowly pushed his thick cock into my ass. I let out a long, needy moan as he stretched me open.

“Fuck… your cock feels so good,” I gasped. “Jackie’s such a lucky woman… please fuck me deeper, Sir.”

Don groaned and started thrusting, gradually picking up speed. He reached forward, grabbed my ponytail, and yanked my head back firmly, arching my back as he drove into me.

“Look at you,” he growled, voice rough with lust. “Such a pretty fucking girl. All dressed up like this, smooth and feminine, taking my cock in your tight little ass while my wife eats your girlfriend’s pussy right next to us. You look so goddamn hot, Ashley.”

I moaned louder, the pull on my ponytail sending sparks of pleasure through me. “Yes… thank you, Sir,” I panted. “I love how full your cock makes me… It’s so thick… stretching my ass so deep. I feel like such a slut like this.”

Don chuckled darkly and thrust harder, his hips slapping against my ass. “That’s right. Such a beautiful little cockslut. Look at that perfect body … those long legs, that smooth skin. You were made to get fucked, weren’t you?”

“Yes, Sir!” I cried out. “I was made for this… I love being a pretty fucktoy while my girlfriend watches. It’s so hot that you’re fucking me right next to your wife… she’s licking Courtney’s pussy while you wreck my ass!”

The room was filled with the wet, filthy sounds of sex skin slapping, Courtney’s moans as Jackie ate her out, and our constant dirty talk. Don kept a firm grip on my ponytail, using it like reins as he pounded me harder.

“Such a good girl,” he groaned. “So fucking pretty with your hair pulled back like this. Moan louder for me, Ashley. Let everyone hear what a feminine little whore you are.”

I obeyed shamelessly. “I’m a pretty whore, Sir! Fuck my ass harder… I love it… I love being used like this!”

Courtney moaned from beside us, “He’s right, baby. You look so fucking sexy getting railed like that.”

When Don finally growled that he was close, he buried himself deep in my ass and came hard, pumping me full of his load. I shivered with pleasure at the feeling.

After Don filled my ass with his load, we all took a short breather on the couch. I casually stroked his cock back to full hardness while we watched Courtney eat Jackie to two more shaking orgasms. Jackie was a soaked, whimpering mess by the time Courtney finally pulled back.

I looked at Don with a naughty smile and whispered, “You should fuck her now.”

Don’s eyes lit up with raw hunger. He moved over his wife like a man on a mission, grabbed her thighs, and spread her legs wide open. Without hesitation, he shoved his thick cock deep into her soaked pussy in one hard thrust.

“Fuuuuck, Don!” Jackie cried out, her back arching sharply.

He immediately started pounding her with deep, powerful strokes, the sound of his hips slapping against her ass filling the room. “That’s my dirty little wife,” he growled, voice thick with lust. “Couldn’t even wait for me to get here before you buried your face in Courtney’s pussy, huh? Such a fucking slut tonight.”

Jackie moaned loudly, nodding as he railed her. “I’m sorry… I just lost control…”

Don laughed darkly and fucked her even harder, gripping her hips. “Sorry? Don’t apologize. I love seeing you like this legs spread wide, dripping all over my cock like a desperate whore. You’ve been such a good married woman for so long… and the second you hear about Ashley, you turn into a complete cum hungry slut.”

Courtney sat back comfortably on the couch, legs spread, slowly fingering herself as she enjoyed the show of her best friend getting destroyed by her own husband.

I moved closer, kneeling by Jackie’s head so I could watch Don’s cock slamming into her. Don glanced at me, then looked back down at his wife with a filthy grin.

“Look at that, baby,” he taunted, still thrusting deep. “Ashley is watching me fuck you. My wife is getting her pussy wrecked right in front of another girl. Does that turn you on? Knowing how pretty Ashley looks while she watches me claim this married hole?”

“Yes…” Jackie whimpered, her voice cracking with every brutal thrust. “It turns me on so much…”

Don reached down and rubbed her clit aggressively while he fucked her. “You like that I just came in Ashley’s ass before I came over here to fuck you? You like sharing me with her?”

Jackie’s moans grew louder and more broken. Don kept up the relentless dirty talk the entire time:

“Look at you… my beautiful wife turned into a total cockslut the moment you got a taste of this again. Taking my cock so deep while your friend watches. I bet you’ve missed being used like this, haven’t you? Legs shaking, pussy creaming all over me like the dirty girl I married.”

I couldn’t hold back any longer. I moved up and fed my cock into Jackie’s mouth. She eagerly accepted it, sucking me sloppily while her husband continued pounding her pussy.

Don grinned widely. “That’s it, baby. Suck Ashley’s cock while I fuck you. Such a perfect little wife taking two cocks at the same time like a well trained whore. I’m gonna fill this married pussy up while you swallow another load.”

We tag teamed her hard. Don fucked her pussy with long, punishing strokes while I used her mouth. His dirty talk never stopped calling her his slutty wife, praising how wet she was, telling her how hot she looked getting used by both of us.

Jackie came hard again, moaning loudly around my cock. Don followed soon after, burying himself deep and pumping rope after rope of cum into her pussy with a loud groan. Right after, I pulled out of her mouth and came across her lips and tongue, covering her flushed, messy face.

We all caught our breath, bodies glistening with sweat. Don leaned down and kissed his cum covered wife tenderly, then looked over at Courtney and me with a satisfied smirk.

“Hell of a night,” he said, still breathing hard. “I definitely should’ve been invited a lot sooner.”

Fictional story. All characters are above the age of 18

In the days that followed our wild night, a subtle but noticeable distance grew between Courtney and me whenever I was dressed in normal guy clothes. My usual jeans and hoodies seemed to dull the spark in her eyes. I couldn’t shake the feeling that she was far more attracted to Ashley than she was to Ash.

So when she went out to lunch with Jackie one Saturday afternoon, I decided to do something bold. I raided her closet and carefully chose a sexy white sweater dress that clung to my smooth body, paired it with sheer black tights, a thin belt, and ankle boots. I took my time doing my makeup soft smoky eyes, long lashes, and glossy pink lips. I styled my long hair into loose, feminine waves and added a delicate choker.

I surprised them at the café. Jackie’s eyes went wide the moment she saw me.

“Damn, Ash…” she said, looking me up and down. “I heard about it, but you’re so fucking hot.”

I gave her a flirty wink and replied confidently, “It’s Ashley, thank you very much.”

Courtney turned around and froze, her mouth falling open before breaking into a huge, radiant smile. “What made you do this?”

I slid into the booth beside her and said softly, “We’re girlfriends, aren’t we? I wanted to have a real girls’ day with you.”

She beamed, practically glowing with delight. “Yes… God, yes we are.”

I stayed close to her the entire lunch. Courtney kept leaning into me, her hand disappearing under the table to caress my thigh, teasing the edge of my dress and brushing over my tights. Her touch grew bolder and more possessive with every passing minute.

When Jackie stepped away to the bathroom, Courtney pressed her lips to my ear and whispered heatedly, “You look so fucking hot right now. I can’t believe you did this for me… You’re making me so wet, baby. My pretty girlfriend…”

Back at our house, we opened wine and the three of us relaxed on the couch. After a couple of glasses, Courtney got emotional. She took both my hands and looked me in the eyes.

“Ashley… I’ve been distant because I’ve fallen really hard for this side of you. The feminine you. It turns me on more than anything. I want you to be Ashley more often every weekend at least, maybe even a few days during the week.” She glanced at Jackie and added, “You know how Jackie and I used to be such sluts together back in the day? I loved that wild, free dynamic. I miss it.”

I hesitated, unsure how to respond. Jackie sensed my uncertainty and jumped in with a big smile.

“Hey, no pressure tonight. Why don’t we just go dancing? Let’s have fun as three hot girls and see where the night takes us.”

We all agreed. We dropped our cars off, and Courtney went upstairs to change. When she came down, she looked stunning a tight black party dress that hugged every curve, sky-high heels, and sultry makeup. She looked ready to cause trouble.

We Ubered to a popular LGBTQ dance club downtown. The place was packed and dripping with sexual energy. People were openly making out, grinding hard on the dance floor, and I was almost certain I saw one guy giving another a blowjob in a dark corner. The bass pulsed through our bodies as we grabbed drinks and started dancing.

We moved together in a haze of alcohol and heat hips grinding, hands roaming, bodies pressed close. During a break in the booth, Jackie leaned forward excitedly.

“I only heard bits and pieces about last weekend. Tell me everything.”

Courtney happily recounted the whole story me dressed as Ashley, the bar, going home with Brock and Michael, and how we both got fucked while holding hands. Jackie listened with rapt attention, clearly turned on by every detail.

Courtney went to the bar for another round. While she was gone, Jackie turned to me, her voice low.

“So… did you enjoy it? Getting fucked like that?”

“Yeah,” I admitted, flushed from the drinks. “It was kinda hot.”

Jackie smirked. “Courtney and I used to be total whores back in college. It was actually really liberating. I’d sometimes walk in on her blowing a guy and just drop down and join her. We shared everything.”

Her filthy stories, combined with the alcohol and the charged atmosphere, had me throbbing under my dress.

Later, after even more dancing, Jackie checked her watch. “My husband’s outside waiting. He didn’t want me taking an Uber this late.” Courtney looked disappointed for a moment but hugged her goodbye warmly.

Wanting to keep the night going, I secretly pulled out my phone while Courtney was distracted. I found Michael in my company contacts and texted him:

“Hey Michael, it’s Ash… actually it’s Ashley tonight 😉 Courtney and I are pretty drunk at the club. Any chance you could come pick us up? Sorry to ask so late…”

He replied quickly: “Send me the pin.”

I did. When Courtney returned, I smiled at her.

“I got us a ride.”

“Awesome! How far away is the Uber?”

I bit my lip and said, “It’s not an Uber… I texted Michael.”

Courtney’s face instantly lit up with pure excitement and lust. She beamed at me, eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Michael texted that he had arrived. Courtney and I stumbled out of the club arm-in-arm, giggling and a little unsteady on our heels. He rolled down the driver’s side window with a cocky grin.

“Well, well… can I give you two beautiful ladies a ride home?”

We laughed and climbed into the backseat together. The moment the doors closed, the air grew thick with tension. Courtney gave him our address, but her hands were already roaming over my body. She kissed my neck, ran her fingers up my thighs, and kept whispering how hot I looked.

Michael kept glancing in the rearview mirror as he drove. Courtney grew bolder. With a wicked smile, she reached under her tight black dress, peeled off her soaked panties, and used them to tie her hair up into a messy, sexy ponytail. Then she pushed my dress up to my waist, pulled my hard cock out of my lace panties, and took me into her mouth without hesitation.

The wet, sloppy sounds of her enthusiastic blowjob filled the backseat. She bobbed her head eagerly, drooling, gagging slightly, and moaning around my shaft as if she’d been starving for it. Every time Michael hit a stoplight, he turned around to watch, his eyes dark with lust.

“Fuck, you two are trouble,” he muttered, adjusting himself in the driver’s seat.

Courtney pulled off just long enough to gasp, “You have no idea,” before diving back down, sucking me even sloppier and deeper. I had to grip the seat to keep from moaning too loudly as she worked me with expert skill.

By the time we pulled into our driveway, I was throbbing and on edge, and Courtney’s lipstick was completely ruined.

We practically dragged Michael inside the house. The second the door shut, he groaned, “Jesus Christ… both of you look so fucking sexy tonight.”

We barely made it to the bedroom. Courtney pushed me onto the bed on my back, then slid my white dress all the way up to my chest, exposing my smooth legs, lace panties, and leaking cock.

“Look at her,” she said proudly to Michael, running her hands over my body. “Doesn’t my girlfriend look so fucking hot like this?”

Michael nodded, already stripping. Courtney grabbed the bottle of lube from the nightstand and generously dribbled it all over me teasing my hole with her fingers. “Fuck her,” she told him. “I want to watch you stretch my pretty girlfriend’s tight ass.”

Michael climbed between my legs, pressed his thick cock against me, and slowly pushed inside. I moaned loudly as he filled me, the stretch intense and perfect. He started thrusting, building a steady, deep rhythm while Courtney knelt beside us, kissing me passionately and whispering filthy encouragement.

“That’s it, baby… take his cock like a good girl. You look so pretty getting fucked for me.”

Michael gripped my hips and fucked me harder. “God, Ashley… your ass feels incredible.”

After several minutes, they switched positions. Courtney laid on her back where I had been. I knelt in front of her face and fed her my cock while Michael slid into her ass. She cried out in pure pleasure around my shaft as he buried himself deep inside her.

“Fuck yes....fuck my ass!” she moaned.

When Michael growled that he was getting close, Courtney popped my cock out of her mouth and pulled herself off him. We both laid side by side on the bed like eager little sluts, chests heaving, dresses bunched up. Michael stood over us, stroking his glistening cock furiously until he erupted. Thick, hot ropes of cum splashed across our chests, necks, and faces. We both moaned as he painted us.

To my surprise, Michael then dropped down, grabbed my cock, and took me into his mouth. Courtney immediately joined him, licking and sucking alongside him. The sight and sensation of both of them worshipping my cock pushed me over the edge fast. I came hard, groaning as they shared my load, kissing each other with my cum still on their tongues.

It was very late. Exhausted, sticky, and satisfied, the three of us passed out together in our rumpled party dresses, bodies messy with cum and lube.

I woke up to the rich smell of coffee brewing. Courtney was still fast asleep beside me, her makeup smudged and dress twisted around her body. Michael must have stayed the night.

I quietly brushed my teeth, trying to get the taste of last night out of my mouth, then went downstairs. Michael was standing in the kitchen wearing only his boxers, casually making coffee. He looked over and gave me a warm smile.

“Morning, Ashley. I was just gonna have a cup before heading out. Had a really good time last night.”

“We did too,” I replied softly, still feeling a bit shy. “Thank you.”

I poured a large glass of water to rehydrate and a cup of coffee. As I stood at the counter, Michael came up behind me, pressing lightly against my back.

“You’re very pretty, Ashley,” he said quietly, his voice low and sincere.

My heart skipped a beat. The combination of his compliment, the memory of everything we did, and Jackie’s stories about being wild and liberated hit me hard. Without overthinking it, I turned around, dropped to my knees right there in the kitchen, pulled his boxers down, and greedily took his cock into my mouth.

I sucked him with hunger licking, bobbing, and moaning softly around him. A minute later, I heard footsteps. Courtney appeared in the doorway, still wearing her wrinkled party dress from the night before.

“You total slut!” she laughed, her voice full of delight and arousal. She walked over without hesitation and dropped down beside me on her knees.

Together, we worshipped Michael’s cock licking up and down the shaft, taking turns sucking the head, kissing each other with his cock between our lips. It didn’t take long before he groaned deeply and came, filling our mouths and covering our faces with fresh cum.

Afterwards, Michael didn’t bother putting his boxers back on as he cooked us breakfast eggs, bacon, and toast while Courtney and I sat at the kitchen counter, sipping coffee and watching him with satisfied, hungry smiles.

Fictional story. All characters are above the age of 18.

Dan was breathing hard, still visibly frustrated and turned on. He looked at Suzie with dark eyes.

“You still haven’t learned your lesson,” he growled.

He suddenly stood up, walked over to his nightstand, and pulled out a pair of metal handcuffs. Suzie’s eyes widened.

“Hands behind your back,” he ordered.

Suzie hesitated for a second, then obediently put her wrists behind her. Dan clicked the handcuffs on tightly, locking her arms in place. He pushed her back onto the bed so she was sitting against the headboard, completely helpless and forced to watch.

“Now you’re going to sit there and watch like a good little punished slut,” he said.

Suzie tested the cuffs, biting her lip. A wicked smile slowly spread across her face.

“Mmm… now I’m helpless,” she purred, spreading her legs teasingly. “I can’t stop anything from happening… I’m completely at your mercy… or his.”

Dan’s jaw tightened. He grabbed me, bent me over the bed right in front of Suzie, and slammed his thick cock back into my ass in one rough thrust. I moaned loudly as he started fucking me hard and deep.

God, he’s really pissed… but I’m so fucking hard already

“This is how I punish you,” he snarled at Suzie, pounding me mercilessly. “I don’t give you my cock. I fuck your little sissy boyfriend right in front of you while you’re tied up and forced to watch.”

*SLAP SLAP SLAP*

The sharp, stinging slaps made me whimper. My ass burned quickly, turning bright red, while Suzie’s turned an even deeper shade. Every smack sent jolts of pleasure pain through me.

This is so wrong… but I love it.

Every brutal thrust rocked my body. Dan railed me aggressively, his hips slamming against my ass while Suzie watched with hungry eyes.

Suzie teased him immediately. “You sucked his dick earlier, Dan… I saw you. You had his cock in your mouth and you liked it.”

“Shut up,” Dan growled, fucking me harder.

“You did,” she continued, voice sweet and taunting. “You were sucking him so eagerly… my big strong brother sucking cock like a good little slut. Admit it you liked how it felt.”

Dan’s rhythm faltered. “Shut the fuck up, Suzie.”

She giggled breathlessly. “It’s okay… I liked watching it. You looked so hot with his cock between your lips. And now you’re fucking him so hard… I bet you’re imagining it’s me, aren’t you?”

Dan spanked my ass hard while continuing to pound me. “You’re such a fucking tease. I’m punishing you and you’re still running your mouth.”

Then you just gave in when I made you fuck my ass,” she continued, voice sweet and taunting. “You slid right into me… and you loved every second of it.”

Suzie spread her legs wider, showing how wet she was. “You want my pussy so bad… you’re dying to fuck your sister’s tight little cunt, but instead you’re using him. How does that feel, big brother?”

Dan suddenly pulled out of me with a frustrated growl. He grabbed Suzie, flipped her onto her stomach her hands still cuffed behind her, shoved her legs wide open, and thrust into her pussy in one hard, deep stroke.

Suzie cried out in pure pleasure. “Yes! Finally… fuck me… fuck your sister’s pussy…”

Dan started pounding her hard, the bed creaking loudly. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it? My cock stretching your slutty little pussy? You’ve been begging for it all night.”

“Yes, Sir… I’m your dirty slut… fuck me harder…” Suzie moaned, eyes rolling back.

I moved behind Dan while he was railing Suzie hard from behind. Her hands were still cuffed tightly behind her back, her bright red ass pushed up as he pounded her pussy. I lubed up my finger and slid a finger into Dan’s tight ass, making him groan. I added a second finger, stretching him open, then lubed my cock and pressed the head of it against his hole and slowly pushed inside.

Dan let out a deep, shocked moan as I sank into him.

“I’m sorry, Sir…” I whispered, my voice trembling with arousal as I started fucking him steadily. “I’m sorry but… it turns me on so much to see you do this to Suzie. I’m such a naughty girl for wanting this…”

Dan’s body tensed hard. For a second he froze, clearly shocked by the feeling of my cock sliding into his ass.

“Fuck… what the hell are you...” he started, but his words cut off into a low groan as I pushed deeper.

I kept thrusting into him gently but firmly. “I know I’m your bottom whore, Sir… I know I shouldn’t be fucking you like this… but I can’t help it. Please punish me for it later. Spank me, use me, remind me exactly who owns this ass… I deserve to be punished for fucking you while you fuck your sister…”

Dan’s breathing grew ragged. He didn’t pull away. Instead, after a long moment, he let out a deep, defeated groan and pushed back against me.

“…Don’t stop,” he muttered, voice thick with lust and shame. “Fuck… just don’t stop.”

“Yes, Sir,” I moaned, starting to fuck him harder.

Dan resumed pounding Suzie, but now every thrust I gave him drove him deeper into her. The chain was perfect and filthy.

“You feel that, Sir?” I whispered hotly against his ear. “You’re so hard inside her because I’m fucking you… You like being in the middle, don’t you? You like your sissy fucking your ass while you ruin your sister’s pussy…”

Suzie moaned loudly beneath him, her cuffed hands twitching behind her back. “Yes… fuck… he’s fucking you while you fuck me… this is so dirty… you’re both using each other because of me…”

Dan was completely overwhelmed. His powerful body shuddered between us as he kept thrusting into Suzie while I fucked him steadily from behind. I reached around and wrapped my hand around his throbbing cock, jerking him off in time with my thrusts.

“Fuck… I can’t believe I’m letting you do this,” Dan groaned, voice strained. “You’re turning me into a fucking slut too…”

“You’re doing so good, Sir,” I moaned, pushing deeper. “Your ass feels so tight around me… I hope you punish me really hard for this later. I want you to spank me, choke me, remind me I’m just your bottom whore…”

Suzie was losing her mind, moaning and pushing back against Dan. “He’s fucking you so good… I can feel it through you… my brother getting fucked while he fucks me… this is so fucking wrong and hot…”

Dan’s moans grew louder and more desperate. He was caught perfectly in the middle pounding his sister’s pussy while I fucked his ass and stroked his cock. The three of us moved together in a sweaty, filthy rhythm for a long time, the room filled with moans, skin slapping, and dirty words.

After what felt like forever, Dan suddenly pulled out of Suzie with a ragged groan. “Both of you… on your knees. Now.”

We quickly dropped to our knees in front of him. Dan stroked his cock furiously over our upturned, flushed faces and came hard, shooting thick, heavy ropes of cum across both of our faces and tongues. I came seconds later, adding my own load to the messy, dripping mess on our skin.

We stayed there on our knees, covered in cum, breathing heavily as Dan looked down at us with a mixture of satisfaction, shock, and lingering lust.

Fictional story. All characters are above the age of 18.

Dan got up very early the next morning. I stirred awake and mumbled, “Is it time to get up?”

“No,” he said quietly. “I have to go pick up a couple client cars I forgot about last night. I’ll be back in a couple hours and I’ll come get you for work.”

I nodded. As soon as he left, Suzie rolled over, looking at me with pure lust. She reached down and wrapped her soft hand around my cock, slowly stroking me.

“You’re so naughty,” she whispered. “I know it’s taboo… but fuck, it was such a real turn on yesterday.”

“It turned me on too,” I admitted, already rock hard.

We stared at each other for a long, charged moment, then leaned in and started kissing desperately. The kiss grew hotter and sloppier. Between kisses she moaned, “I want more… Be a good girl and figure it out for me.”

“I promise,” I whispered, kissing her deeper.

I spent the morning brainstorming while at work. Eventually I whispered my risky idea to Suzie. She looked nervous. “Are you sure? That could backfire badly…”

“Maybe… but it could also work perfectly,” I said. She thought about it for a long moment, biting her lip, then finally nodded.

I put the plan into motion. I hid most of the oil filters in the back and casually mentioned to Dan that we were running low.

“You should probably grab some for tomorrow,” I said.

Dan sighed. “Yeah, you’re right. I’ll step out for a bit. Run the shop while I’m gone.”

The second he left I texted Suzie: *We’re ready.*

A few minutes later she came downstairs wearing nothing but one of Dan’s oversized t shirts that barely covered her ass. She pretended to be surprised when she saw the two remaining workers.

“Oops… I’m so sorry,” she said teasingly, tugging at the hem. “I thought everyone was gone.”

The two guys immediately zeroed in on her. Suzie played it up beautifully bending over counters, laughing at their jokes, “accidentally” letting the shirt ride up to show she was completely bare underneath. The flirting turned filthy fast. One of them commented on how good she looked, and Suzie dropped to her knees with a wicked smile.

Before long both guys had their cocks out. Suzie and I were on our knees together in the middle of the garage. She took one into her mouth while I sucked the other. We made it extremely sloppy moaning, drooling, occasionally pulling off to kiss each other with their cocks between our lips. The guys were groaning, calling us dirty little sluts and good girls. Suzie was loving it, sucking eagerly and looking up at them with pure lust.

I timed it perfectly.

The moment I heard Dan’s truck pull up, I made sure we were in full view. Dan walked in and stopped dead.

“Suzie… what the fuck?!”

The two guys panicked and started apologizing. Dan kicked them out immediately, furious. As soon as they were gone, Suzie and I looked up at him with fake guilty faces.

“We’re so sorry, Sir…” I whimpered, crawling closer and grazing my hand over his growing bulge.

Suzie pouted. “We were bad again… You should really punish us.”

I stroked his cock through his pants, feeling him throb. Dan looked torn between rage and lust, but lust won. He growled, “Upstairs. Now.”

Upstairs, Dan’s anger was boiling over as he sat down heavily on the couch. “Both of you. Over my lap. Right fucking now.”

Suzie and I obeyed instantly, draping ourselves across his strong thighs side by side. He roughly flipped up both of our tiny skirts, exposing our bare asses, and started spanking us without mercy.

*SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

His hand came down hard and fast, alternating between my ass and Suzie’s. The sharp cracks of skin on skin echoed loudly through the room. My ass burned bright red almost immediately, and Suzie’s turned an even deeper, glowing shade of crimson as it jiggled with every brutal slap.

“You two are such fucking brats,” Dan growled, spanking us harder. “Sucking off my employees in my own goddamn garage like desperate little whores?”

*SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

We were both moaning shamelessly, squirming across his lap. Suzie’s pussy was dripping down his thigh, and my cock was rock hard, leaking precum against his leg.

But the spanking still wasn’t enough for him.

Dan shoved me forward, bending me over the arm of the couch so my face hovered right above Suzie’s. He yanked my skirt up, lubed his thick cock, and slammed balls deep into my ass in one savage thrust. I cried out as he immediately started fucking me hard and fast, right above Suzie’s upturned face.

“That’s it,” he snarled, pounding me inmercilessly. “This is what happens when you misbehave. I fuck your little sissy boyfriend right in front of you while you watch like the pathetic slut you are.”

I moaned loudly from the deep, rough fucking… then made my move.

I suddenly pulled forward, sliding off his cock with a wet pop. Suzie didn’t hesitate for even a second she leaned up and greedily wrapped her warm, eager mouth around her brother’s throbbing cock, sucking him hungrily.

Dan groaned in shock. “What the fuck....!”

He tried to pull away, pushing back against the couch. That was exactly what we needed. He ended up flat on his back. I immediately climbed on top of him, swinging my leg over and pinning his wrists down beside his head. I pressed my hard cock against his lips.

For a tense second he resisted… then, to my absolute shock, his mouth opened. He started sucking me, hesitant at first, then with growing hunger, his tongue swirling around my shaft.

His eyes suddenly shot open even wider. I turned my head and saw Suzie straddling him, slowly lowering herself onto his thick cock. She took him into her ass with a long, shuddering moan as she sank all the way down until her ass was pressed flush against his hips.

“Oh my fucking god… he’s so deep in my ass…” she whimpered, her voice shaking with pleasure and disbelief.

I quickly shifted fully into a 69 position on top of Dan. I lowered my ass directly onto his face while feeding him my cock. He groaned loudly but kept sucking me as I began grinding my hole against his tongue.

Suzie started riding him, bouncing up and down on his cock. Every time she rose and fell, her swollen clit dragged right across my tongue. I licked and sucked her eagerly, tasting how wet she was while Dan’s thick cock stretched her ass just inches from my face.

The three of us were now completely locked in a filthy, depraved 69 chain: Suzie riding Dan’s cock deep in her ass, Dan sucking my cock and rimming my hole underneath me, and me licking Suzie’s clit while facing her.

“Fuck… I’m riding his big cock…” Suzie moaned loudly, bouncing harder. “And my boyfriend is licking my clit while I do it… this is so fucking wrong… I’m such a dirty fucking slut…”

Dan groaned loudly beneath me, the deep vibrations shooting through my cock as he sucked me sloppily and licked my ass with surprising enthusiasm. I pushed back against his face, grinding my hole on his tongue while continuing to lick and suck Suzie’s clit every time she came down.

Suzie looked straight at me, eyes glazed with lust, biting her lip hard as she rode him faster. “He’s so fucking hard inside my ass… I can’t believe I’m doing this… I’m such a nasty whore…”

I reached up and squeezed her bouncing tits while licking her clit faster. “You look so pretty riding him, baby… take his cock like a good girl.”

Dan was completely overwhelmed sucking my cock, rimming me, and getting ridden hard by Suzie all at once. His hips started thrusting up to meet Suzie’s bounces, fucking her ass deeper while he moaned around my shaft.

The room was filled with wet, obscene noises: Suzie’s loud moans, the slick sounds of her ass taking Dan’s cock, my whimpers, and Dan’s muffled, hungry sucking sounds beneath me.

I couldn’t hold back any longer. With a broken moan I grabbed his head and came hard down his throat, shooting rope after rope straight into his mouth. Dan’s eyes widened in shock as he swallowed instinctively, choking slightly but still sucking me through it.

When I finally pulled out, gasping, Dan lay there for a moment, breathing heavily, cum and spit on his lips. He looked up at both of us with a stunned, almost dazed expression.

“...What the fuck did we just do?” he muttered.

He slowly sat up, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and got off the bed. Without another word he walked to the kitchen, grabbed a bottle of whiskey and a pack of cigarettes. He looked back at us.

“Outside. Now.”

Suzie and I followed him out to the small balcony. The cool night air felt good on our flushed, sweaty skin. Dan lit a cigarette, took a long drag, and passed it to Suzie. She took a pull and handed it to me. We stood there in silence for a moment, sharing the cigarette and passing the bottle of whiskey between us, the tension thick in the air.

None of us spoke for a while. We just stood there naked, covered in sweat and cum, smoking and drinking under the night sky processing everything that had just happened.

Finally, Dan exhaled a long stream of smoke and looked at both of us, his voice low.

“…We’re going to have a lot to talk about tomorrow.....but that's tomorrow......”

Fictional story. All characters are above the age of 18.

The day was winding down after a long, filthy afternoon. Alex looked over at Bryan and me with a smirk. “Bryan, you’re sharing a bed with her tonight.”

Later that night, I handed Bryan a soft pair of panties and a thin crop top to wear to bed. We slipped under the covers together. After a few minutes of silence, Bryan spoke quietly.

“I don’t know what came over me earlier… but I liked it. I liked being used like a girl.”

I turned to face him. “Yeah? It looked like you did.”

We lay there listening to the faint sounds of Jenna getting fucked in the other room. The moaning slowly got both of us worked up. Bryan shifted nervously, then whispered, “Can… can I suck your cock?”

I hesitated for only a second before nodding. “Yeah. Go ahead.”

Bryan slid down under the sheets and took me into his warm mouth. He was surprisingly eager, sucking and licking with soft, submissive moans. When he finished and swallowed, I pulled him up and returned the favor, sucking him until he came down my throat. Afterward we lay tangled together, making out slowly while listening to the nonstop sex happening around the cabin.

I woke up early the next morning and slipped out of bed. I decided to lean all the way in. I dressed myself like a slutty schoolgirl: a white cropped button up shirt tied under my chest, a tiny pleated plaid skirt, knee high socks, and pigtails with little ribbons. When Bryan woke up and saw me, his eyes widened.

“Fuck… you look so hot.”

“Thanks,” I said, smiling. “You look pretty hot too, you know. You could’ve always been a girl.”

Bryan blushed deeply. He picked up my discarded, cum stained mini dress from yesterday and pulled it on without underwear. It clung to his body obscenely.

I asked if he wanted something cleaner. He shook his head. “No… I want to feel dirty today.”

We went to the kitchen for breakfast. Two of the guys were already up and stroking themselves at the counter. They grinned when they saw us.

“Breakfast is served, girls.”

They made us kneel side by side. One jerked off onto my face and tongue while the other covered Bryan’s. We swallowed what we could, licking the rest off each other’s faces like good little cumsluts before making actual coffee and food.

Later that evening the guys decided they wanted to go to a local tavern down the road. “Dress nice and sexy,” Alex told us. “And Bryan you’re ‘Brianna’ this weekend. Got it?”

Bryan now Brianna blushed but nodded. “Yes….. Daddy thank you.”

Jenna, Brianna, and I all dressed up. Short dresses, heels, makeup, and slutty little touches. At the tavern we danced on the crowded floor, grinding against the guys and each other. The attention was overwhelming. After a while the reality of being out in public dressed like this hit me hard. I started to panic and slipped away to the men’s restroom.

While I was trying to calm down in the stall, my heart pounding from the overwhelming mix of fear and excitement of being out in public dressed like a total slut, the bathroom door opened. A decent looking guy in his thirties stepped in. He was tall, well built, and stopped dead when he saw me through the half open stall door.

“Holy shit…” he breathed, voice low and hungry. “You look incredible. Are you here with someone?”

I should have said yes. I should have walked out. Instead, I felt a rush of heat between my legs. My cock was throbbing under my tiny pleated skirt. The words slipped out before I could stop them.

“No, Sir… I’m here with friends, but…”

He stepped closer, eyes roaming over my schoolgirl outfit, the tied up shirt showing my smooth midriff, and my pigtails. “You’re fucking gorgeous. You come here often looking like that?”

I bit my lip, cheeks burning. **God, I’m so horny… I shouldn’t do this… but I want to.**

Without waiting for a real answer, he gently pushed the stall door open wider. I dropped to my knees right there on the bathroom floor like it was the most natural thing in the world. My hands were shaking with excitement as I fumbled with his belt and pulled his thick, hardening cock out.

“Fuck yes,” he groaned as I wrapped my glossy pink lips around the head and started sucking him eagerly.

I took him deeper, bobbing my head and swirling my tongue like the slut I was becoming. He reached down and grabbed my pigtails, using them like handles to guide my mouth.

“That’s it… good girl,” he murmured, voice rough with lust. “Such a pretty little schoolgirl slut. You love sucking cock in public bathrooms, don’t you?”

I moaned around his shaft in agreement, looking up at him with watery eyes as I took him into my throat. The humiliation mixed with raw arousal made me even wetter. I sucked him sloppily, drooling down my chin, desperate to please him.

He started thrusting gently into my mouth, fucking my face while still gripping my pigtails. “Good fucking girl… you’re so eager. Most girls don’t suck this good. You’ve been trained, haven’t you?”

I whimpered and nodded, sucking harder. My own cock was leaking into my panties as I worshipped him.

After a few intense minutes, his breathing grew ragged. “I’m gonna cum… swallow it all, baby.”

He held my head down as he erupted, pumping thick, hot ropes straight down my throat. I swallowed greedily, not wanting to waste a drop, moaning softly around him the entire time.

When he finally pulled out, he stroked my cheek. “You’re such a good girl. Thank you.”

I stayed on my knees for a second, catching my breath, tasting him on my tongue. My face was flushed with shame… but mostly with pure, filthy arousal. I quickly fixed my makeup in the mirror, wiping away the smeared lipstick and stray drool, then hurried back out to rejoin the group.

My legs felt weak and my panties were soaked. I could still taste his cum as I walked back to the dance floor with a secret, slutty little smile.

When we got back to the cabin, Alex was in the mood to play.

“Hands behind your backs, both of you,” he ordered.

Jenna and I obediently put our hands behind us. Alex used soft but sturdy rope to tie our wrists tightly together, then did the same just above our elbows, forcing our chests out and making us arch our backs. We were completely helpless, but still mobile enough to be moved and used however the guys wanted.

Alex wasted no time. He grabbed the front of my schoolgirl outfit and ripped it open, buttons flying everywhere, fully exposing my body. He did the same to Jenna, tearing her dress apart until both of us stood there in nothing but heels, with our hands bound tightly behind our backs.

The guys immediately swarmed us.

Two of them grabbed Jenna at the same time. One shoved his cock into her mouth while the other bent her forward and slammed into her pussy from behind. Jenna moaned loudly around the thick dick stretching her lips, her body rocking between them.

“Fuck yes… use me!” she gasped whenever her mouth was free.

I didn’t wait long either. One guy stepped in front of me and slapped his heavy cock against my face. “Open that pretty mouth girl.”

I parted my glossy lips and he pushed deep into my throat. At the same time, another guy got behind me, lubed up his cock, and thrust hard into my ass. With my hands tied behind my back, I had no way to brace myself. I was completely at their mercy as they spit roasted me, the two cocks driving into me from both ends and making me moan helplessly.

They rotated constantly, passing us around like toys.

I was bent over the couch, hands still tied, while one guy fucked my ass and another used my mouth. Then they stood me up and made me bounce on a cock while sucking another. Across from me, Jenna was getting the same brutal treatment bent over, fucked from both ends, screaming in pleasure every time they switched holes.

“God, these two are such perfect fucktoys,” one of the guys groaned as he pounded me.

Brianna was sitting on the couch watching everything with lust filled eyes. One of the guys pulled her onto his lap and she started riding him reverse cowgirl, moaning like a total slut while staring at Jenna and me getting destroyed.

The dirty talk was relentless:

“Take it deeper, you tied up little whore.”

“Look at how wet she is with her hands bound she fucking loves it.”

“Bet you wish you could touch your clit right now, don’t you, princess?”

I came hard while impaled on a thick cock, moaning loudly around the one in my mouth. Jenna screamed through multiple orgasms, her body shaking as they kept using her holes. Cum was pumped into my ass and down my throat. Loads were shot across my tits and face. The same happened to Jenna until both of us were dripping, messy, and whimpering.

Brianna eventually got pulled over so she could lick the cum out of us while we stayed helplessly tied with our hands behind our backs.

Later that night, after we’d all been thoroughly used and covered in cum, Alex sat back on the couch like a king, slowly stroking his hard cock.

“On the bed,” he commanded calmly. “Jenna, lay on your back and spread your legs wide.”

Jenna obeyed instantly, lying down and opening herself for everyone.

Alex looked at Brianna next. “Get on top of Jenna and fuck her pussy. I want to see you bury every inch.”

“Yes, Daddy,” Brianna answered submissively, her own cock hard and leaking as she strapped on the large dildo. She climbed on top of Jenna and pushed the toy deep into her soaked pussy, making Jenna moan loudly.

Alex’s eyes finally settled on me, dark and commanding.

“Your turn, princess. Get behind Brianna. Slide your cock into her ass while she fucks Jenna. I want all three of my sluts connected in a chain. Do it now.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I whispered obediently.

I moved behind Brianna, lined up my throbbing cock with her cum slick hole, and slowly pushed inside her. Brianna let out a needy, feminine moan as I filled her ass.

“Good girls,” Alex praised, leaning forward. “Now start fucking her, baby. Deep strokes. Every time you thrust into Brianna, her cock should go deeper into Jenna. Understand?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I moaned, starting to thrust into Brianna’s tight ass.

Brianna gasped loudly, her own hard cock trapped between her body and Jenna’s. “Fuck… yes, Daddy… a she’s so deep in me…”

Alex smiled with satisfaction as he watched us. “That’s it. Fuck her harder. Brianna, push back onto that cock like a good girl and fuck Jenna deeper. Show Daddy how much you love this.”

Brianna’s voice cracked with pleasure as she obeyed, thrusting into Jenna while pushing her ass back onto me. “I love it, Daddy… I love getting fucked in my ass while I fuck Jenna… I’m such a dirty slut for you, Daddy…”

Jenna was writhing underneath us, moaning shamelessly. “It feels so good, Daddy… watching you control all of us…”

The other guys had gathered around the bed, stroking themselves while they watched the depraved display.

Alex kept directing us with a firm, dominant voice. “Faster, princess. Pound her. Brianna, tell Daddy how it feels to have your cock hard while you’re getting fucked like a girl.”

Brianna moaned loudly, voice breaking with every thrust I gave her. “It feels so good… my cock is leaking so much… I love being used like this… thank you, Daddy!”

I gripped Brianna’s hips tighter and fucked her harder, completely submissive to Alex’s commands. “She’s so tight… I’m fucking her so deep…”

Alex grinned, clearly enjoying every second. “Good girls. Keep going. I want all three of you moaning and whimpering for me. Make each other cum while I watch.”

We obeyed completely, moving in a filthy rhythm under Alex’s control me pounding Brianna’s ass, Brianna thrusting deep into Jenna, all three of us moaning as we got closer and closer.

The guys watched hungrily, jerking off to the sight of Alex’s three submissive sluts fucking in a perfect chain exactly as ordered.

Fictional Story. All characters are above the age of 18

I woke up sore in the best way. The plug was still in from the night before (Anna had insisted on leaving it in while we slept). My body felt different smoother, more sensitive. When I checked my phone, I had hundreds of new notifications.

While I was sleeping, the group had been busy. Scarlett, Mia, Jamie, and Luca had taken the best screenshots and clips from yesterday: me in the tiny black thong and sheer babydoll lingerie, kneeling and stroking Jaden’s cock, holding the dildo in Mia’s ass, blushing in my short skirt. They created a brand new OnlyFans and Twitter account for me GothFemboyAssistant.

By morning it already had over 800 followers and was growing fast. The bio read: “Official shy goth assistant for Dark Desires House 🖤 | Good boys get rewarded 😌”.

I stared at the screen, face burning. Anna came up behind me, wrapped her arms around my waist and kissed my neck. “They did it while you were napping. Look how much everyone loved you yesterday.”

Later that morning the girls cornered me in the dressing room.

“We saw how well you did yesterday,” Mia said excitedly. “So we want to do a special Underwear & Lingerie Try On Haul with you. Just you and us girls Kieran, Luca, Mia, Chloe, Scarlett, and Anna.”

I immediately shook my head. “I… I don’t know. Yesterday was already a lot.”

Luca dramatically pouted. “But the chat is begging for it. Your new page is blowing up. We’ll make it fun and teasing… and you’ll look so pretty.”

Anna took my hands, giving me that soft, encouraging girlfriend smile. “You don’t have to do anything you’re uncomfortable with, babe. But I think you’d enjoy it… and it would make the whole week even bigger for all of us.” She kissed me gently. “Plus, I really want to dress you up myself.”

Between their combined pressure and the growing notifications on my new account, I finally sighed and nodded. “Okay… fine.”

They cheered.

The lingerie try on stream was pure teasing. I stood in the middle of the big mirrored room while the girls brought out piece after piece. They made me model everything on camera:

• Tiny lace thongs in different colors (including a hot pink one that barely held my cock)
• Sheer babydolls and bralettes
• Garters with thigh high stockings
• A delicate black corset that cinched my waist
• A tiny maid style lingerie set with a frilly apron that didn’t even cover my ass

Every time I changed, at least two of them helped “adjust” me. Hands lingered on my ass, brushed my cock, and fixed straps. The chat was relentless, tipping heavily and demanding I turn around, bend over, and show the plug. By the end I was rock hard, leaking into whatever tiny panties I was currently wearing.

After a short break, I had to moderate the next big collab: Kieran, Luca, Mia, and Anna – Pegging & Teasing Session.

The four of them looked incredible. Anna wore a strap on harness with a thick, realistic cock. Kieran and Luca were dressed in matching pastel goth lingerie, while Mia was in her dominant dark elf mode. I sat off to the side in my current outfit (a sheer black babydoll and the tiniest red thong), moderating chat and trying to stay professional.

It was impossible.

I watched as Anna and Mia took turns slowly fucking Kieran and Luca long, sensual strokes mixed with lots of teasing, dirty talk, and denial. The boys moaned beautifully, faces flushed, while Anna kept glancing over at me with a heated look. Every moan, every wet sound, every “good girl” and “take it deeper” went straight to my cock. My tiny thong was soaked at the front and the plug felt bigger with every passing minute. Moderating while painfully hard and leaking was pure torture.

Later in the afternoon came the next live show.

Scarlett and Chloe were doing a sensual lesbian scene in the main candlelit room slow, artistic, and extremely hot. They were kissing, touching, scissoring, and using toys on each other while the cameras rolled.

I was placed on the big couch in the living room for a live reaction stream on Anna’s channel. Sitting with me were Jaden, Kieran, Mia, Jamie, and Anna herself. I was still in the sheer babydoll and tiny thong, legs crossed awkwardly to hide how hard I still was.

The chat loved the setup. They kept asking me questions directly.

Anna had her hand on my thigh the whole time, occasionally brushing against the front of my thong while we all commented on Scarlett and Chloe’s scene. Jaden would make deep, filthy observations. Jamie and Kieran teased me every time I got flustered watching the girls kiss and grind on each other.

Every moan from the lesbian stream made my cock twitch visibly in the tiny thong. Anna leaned in at one point and whispered in my ear, “You’re doing so well, baby… everyone can see how much you’re enjoying yourself.”

The comments flooded in:

“GothFemboyAssistant is so turned on right now 😂”

“That thong is doing NOTHING to hide it”

“He needs to get pegged next”

In the afternoon, Kieran and Jamie went live for their “Bestie Chat & Playtime” stream. Both were dressed in soft pastel goth lingerie, starting off cute and flirty cuddling, feeding each other snacks, and reading thirsty comments from chat.

Things escalated naturally. They started making out, hands roaming, and soon Jamie had Kieran bent over, slowly fucking him while they both moaned for the camera. The chemistry was adorable and hot at the same time.

Donations quickly ramped up with the same message flooding in: “Bring in GothFemboyAssistant”

Jamie grinned at the camera, still buried inside Kieran. “Should we call our favorite little helper?”

Kieran moaned and nodded. “Please… I want to see him again.”

A few minutes later they called me in. I stepped onto the set in my new full goth outfit. The chat went wild the second I appeared.

“Fuck, he looks so good in all black~”

“Look at that waist and those legs!”

Kieran and Jamie pulled me onto the big bed between them. At first they were sweet and teasing. They kissed my neck from both sides, ran their hands up my stockings, and played with the silver chains on my skirt. Jamie slid his hand under my skirt and gently rubbed the front of my tiny thong.

“You look so pretty today,” Kieran whispered before kissing me deeply, his soft tongue playing with mine.

They took their time breaking me down.

Jamie slowly unhooked the front of my corset top while Kieran pulled my skirt up and started kissing along my inner thighs. They made me kneel between them. I ended up sucking Jamie’s cock while Kieran played with my plug, slowly pulling it out and pushing it back in, making me whimper around Jamie’s shaft.

They laid me on my back. Kieran straddled my face, lowering his smooth ass onto my mouth while Jamie pushed my thong to the side and took my cock into his warm mouth. I was moaning and licking eagerly, completely lost in the sensations.

Then they switched positions.

Jamie got behind me and started rubbing his cock against my hole, teasing me with the tip while Kieran sat on my chest and made out with me. They kept edging me mercilessly stroking me, playing with my nipples, whispering praise and filthy words.

“You’re such a natural little slut…”

“Listen to those cute noises you make…”

Jamie finally pushed inside me. I gasped loudly as he sank in deep, fucking me slow and steady while Kieran stroked my cock. The plug had already stretched me, so Jamie slid in easily, moaning about how tight and warm I was.

They spent a long time using me together switching positions, taking turns fucking me, making me ride one while sucking the other. My goth skirt stayed on the whole time, flipped up around my waist. My makeup started to smear and my black lipstick was all over both of their cocks.

The final act was intense. They put me on my knees between them. Both stroked themselves while I looked up with my tongue out. They came almost at the same time, covering my face, tongue, and chest with thick ropes of cum. Some even landed on my black corset and skirt.

When the stream ended, I was a dazed, cum covered, whimpering mess. Kieran and Jamie both kissed me softly and told me how perfect I was.

That evening, Jaden and Scarlett started one of the most anticipated streams of the week a raw, dominant play session in the main ritual room. Jaden was in full alpha mode, manhandling Scarlett, choking her, spanking her, and fucking her hard on the gothic altar table while she moaned like a whore.

Anna pulled me away before it started.

“Come with me, baby,” she said, taking my hand.

She led me to our private bedroom, locked the door, and put the big TV on her channel so we could watch Jaden and Scarlett live. Anna pushed me onto the bed.

As soon as Jaden slammed into Scarlett on screen, Anna climbed on top of me and sank down on my cock in one smooth motion. We both moaned loudly.

“Watch them,” she whispered as she started riding me. “Look how hard he’s fucking her… That’s what you wanted to see, isn’t it?”

I was already sensitive and desperate from earlier. Anna rode me slow and deep, grinding on every downstroke while we watched the intense scene.

“You were such a pretty little slut for Kieran and Jamie earlier,” she purred, leaning down to bite my neck. “I watched the whole thing. The way you whimpered when they used your mouth… my good girl is turning into such a perfect toy this week.”

Every hard thrust Jaden gave Scarlett on screen, Anna matched with her hips. She kept talking dirty:

“Everyone’s falling in love with my pretty goth femboy… They all want a turn with you. Would you like that? Getting passed around and used while I watch?”

I was moaning uncontrollably, hands gripping her ass. The combination of her riding me, the plug still in my ass, and the filthy show on screen was overwhelming.

Anna smiled wickedly as she felt me throbbing inside her. “That’s it, baby… cum for me while you watch another man destroy Scarlett. Let it all out.”

I came hard, shaking, filling her while moaning her name. She kept riding me through it until she came too, moaning right against my ear.

We stayed tangled together afterward, still watching the rest of Jaden and Scarlett’s stream, her fingers lazily playing with my spent cock.

Fictional story. All characters are above the age of 18.

A few days after our intense foursome, Alex casually mentioned over breakfast that he’d gotten a text from Bryan suggesting a cabin vacation. Jenna’s eyes lit up immediately.

“I’ll look for spots!” she said excitedly. “How many people?”

“Plan on seven,” Alex replied.

Jenna spent the next couple of weeks obsessed with planning everything. When the weekend finally came, we were packing the cars. I had let my hair grow out long enough that Jenna could put it up into cute little pigtails. She dressed me for the road trip in a tight strapless white mini dress that barely covered my ass and showed off my smooth legs.

Alex looked me up and down. “You’re riding with Bryan.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I said obediently.

I climbed into Bryan’s car and made small talk as we drove. Eventually he glanced over at me.

“Man, Alex is something else,” Bryan said. “I hadn’t bottomed in years, but the way he takes control… I always prepare, but he still made me feel so submissive.”

“He tends to do that to people,” I replied softly.

Bryan smirked. “You like being his girlfriend? He treats you a lot like he treats Jenna.”

I thought about it for a second. “...I do.”

Bryan chuckled. “Jenna turned into a little slut, hasn’t she?”

“She really has,” I agreed, smiling.

A notification sounded on his phone. “Guess we need gas.”

We pulled into the station. I got out and stretched while Bryan went inside. He came back out holding the bathroom key with a hungry look in his eyes.

“I need to use the bathroom. Come with me.”

“Yes, Sir,” I answered submissively.

The moment the door locked behind us, Bryan pushed me down onto my knees. He pulled out his thick cock and grabbed my pigtails like handles.

“Open up, good girl.”

He slid his cock into my mouth and immediately started face fucking me, using my pigtails to control the rhythm. “That’s it… such a good little cocksucker. Take Sir’s dick down your throat like the pretty slut you are.” He thrust deep, making me gag and drool. “Fuck, those pigtails were made for this.”

He groaned loudly as he came hard down my throat, holding my head in place until I swallowed every drop. When we stepped out of the bathroom, my strapless mini dress had obvious wet spots from drool and precum on the front. I felt filthy walking back to the car like that.

The rest of the drive had me slowly touching myself under my dress, arousal hitting me like a drug.

When we finally arrived at the secluded cabin, Alex and Jenna were already unpacking. Jenna’s dress was torn at the top, her tits completely exposed, and she was obediently carrying bags inside with a satisfied smile.

Jenna grinned when she saw me. “I was teasing Alex the whole drive… he finally pulled over on the side of the road and fucked me right there while cars drove by honking.”

The guys went to tour the cabin while Jenna and I put groceries away. She stripped out of her ruined dress, standing in just a tiny thong, and poured us both drinks. We chatted and laughed until we realized the guys had been gone a while.

We went looking for them and found Alex on the back deck railing he had Bryan bent over it, fucking him hard. Bryan was moaning like a total bitch, pushing back onto Alex’s cock.

Jenna dropped to her knees in front of me, flipped up my skirt, and took my cock into her warm mouth. I watched Alex dominate Bryan while she sucked me eagerly.

“Fuck, his hole is tight,” Alex groaned. “Tighter than both of my girls right now. Maybe I need to make him a girl too.” Bryan moaned loudly in response.

That’s when the other three guys from the fight night the ones I’d blown during the lost bets walked up the path and saw the scene. They stopped and grinned, clearly enjoying the show.

I was fascinated watching Alex do to someone else what he did to me. Alex kept pumping away. “He was calling me Daddy last time, wasn’t he?”

Bryan moaned, clearly embarrassed but too turned on to stop. “Y yes, Daddy…”

Alex fucked him harder until he finally buried himself deep and came inside Bryan’s ass. Bryan kept jerking himself off until he shot his load over the deck railing. The other guys immediately started teasing him.

“Looks like Alex has a new project.”

We partied hard that night. Drinks flowed, music played, and the guys started fooling around with each other. I ended up sitting on one of their laps during poker, his hand slowly stroking my cock under my dress while Jenna grinded on someone else.

Alex looked across the table at Bryan with a wicked smile. “Heads up. Whoever wins this hand wins the bet. If I win, my girlfriends get to dress you up for the whole weekend. If you win, I’ll actually give you a blowjob.”

Bryan paused for a long moment, then smirked. “You’re on.”

The game was intense. Bryan got down to his last few chips… and lost.

The guys cheered, immediately grabbing Bryan and dragging him into the bedroom. They stripped him naked. His cock was rock hard he was clearly turned on by it. Jenna picked out the sluttiest clothes she could find and we dressed him up together. By the time we were done, Bryan looked like a total slut short skirt, crop top, makeup, and heels. He looked surprisingly hot.

“How do I look?” Bryan asked, voice slightly shy.

The guys whistled and catcalled. “Fucking hot.”

Jenna dropped to her knees and started eagerly unbuckling one of the guy’s pants, pulling his thick cock out and swallowing him down with wet, hungry slurps. Almost immediately, another guy grabbed me by my pigtails and yanked me down beside her, shoving his cock past my glossy lips.

The remaining men went after Bryan, groping and teasing him.

Alex stood back for a moment, watching with a satisfied smirk before taking charge. “Alright, boys. Let’s break them in properly. Jenna first two of you on her. Make her feel full. You,” he pointed at two of the guys, “get her on the bed. The rest of you, use the other two however you want. I want to hear all three of them moaning like the desperate sluts they are.”

The men moved quickly. Two of them grabbed Jenna, tossed her onto the bed on her back, and lifted her legs. One slid into her soaked pussy while the other pressed against her ass. Jenna’s eyes widened.

“Oh fuck… wait... both at once?” she gasped.

“You can take it, baby,” Alex said. “Tell them how much you love it.”

The two guys worked their cocks into her at the same time one in her pussy, one stretching her ass. Jenna let out a long, shaky moan as they filled her completely. “Oh my god… I’m so full! Fuck… I love it… I love having both my holes stuffed!”

They started thrusting in rhythm, pounding her hard. Jenna’s tits bounced wildly as she cried out again and again, “Yes! Harder! I’m such a dirty little girl!”

While Jenna was getting double penetrated, I was pulled onto the bed and spit roasted. One guy shoved his cock back into my mouth, fucking my throat, while another got behind me and slammed into my ass. They used me roughly, the guy in my mouth gripping my pigtails as he thrust deep.

“How does it feel, princess?” Alex asked, stroking my cheek. “Tell me how much you like being a spit roast toy.”

I pulled off the cock just long enough to moan, “I love it, Daddy… I love being used like this… fuck!”

On the other side of the bed, the guys were breaking Bryan in. They had him bent over, one fucking his ass while another fed him cock. Bryan was moaning loudly, clearly overwhelmed.

“Say it,” one of them demanded, spanking him hard. “Tell us how much you like getting fucked like a little bitch.”

“I… I like it,” Bryan groaned.

“Louder,” Alex commanded.

Bryan’s voice cracked as the guy behind him thrust deeper. “I like it! Fuck… I love getting fucked… I’m such a slut… don’t stop, Sir!”

Alex watched everything with dark pleasure. His eyes eventually landed on me. My cock was rock hard and leaking, straining against the front of my mini dress.

“Look at that,” Alex laughed. “Our little sissy is throbbing.” He pulled the guy out of Bryan’s ass, stepped in, and buried his own cock deep inside him in one stroke. “You like watching me fuck him, don’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I moaned, still getting fucked from both ends.

Alex started pounding Bryan harder, staring at me the whole time. “You’re jealous, aren’t you? You want Daddy’s cock back in your tight hole while Bryan watches?”

I whimpered around the cock in my mouth. “Yes, Daddy… I want it so bad…”

Bryan was moaning like a whore beneath Alex. “Fuck, Daddy… you’re so deep… I’m your slut too…”

The energy in the room was wild. At one point two of the guys moved to the side, making out aggressively before one bent the other over and started fucking him hard. Jenna sat up, legs still shaky from the double penetration, and masturbated furiously while watching them, moaning loudly.

Finally, the guys lined all three of us up on our knees in the center of the room Jenna, Bryan, and me side by side like pretty little cum targets. Our faces were already messy, makeup running, outfits disheveled.

The four men stood around us, stroking their cocks.

“Open your mouths. Tongues out,” Alex ordered.

They jerked off over us, covering all three of us with load after load. Thick ropes of hot cum splashed across our faces, tongues, chests, and hair. We moaned and whimpered as they drained themselves onto us, marking all three of their sluts.

When they finally finished, the three of us were completely glazed and dripping. Jenna leaned over and started licking cum off my face. I did the same to Bryan. The room was heavy with the smell of sex and the sound of heavy breathing.

Alex looked down at us with pride.

“Good girls.”

Fictional Story. All characters are above the age of 18

This is a bit of a long story.

I consider myself pretty lucky. My girlfriend Anna is the breadwinner, and she’s damn good at it. Her OnlyFans account, AnnaRoseXO, pulls in serious money with her warm, approachable “girl next door” vibe cozy girlfriend  experience streams, soft lighting, and that wholesome brunette charm that makes subscribers feel like they’re dating her. I handle the behind  the  scenes grind: managing her setups, moderating chats, running her socials, and editing videos until my eyes burn. It’s a good system. She creates, I enable.

This project was next  level: The Dark Desires House. A full week of intense collaborations focused on goth gender  bending content. Think dark fantasy aesthetics Victorian gothic meets modern fetish, ritualistic transformations, dominant femme energy mixed with submissive femboy surrender, hypnotic gender play, corsets and collars, enchanted “curses” that turn boys into pretty toys, leather and lace, candlelit altars, and plenty of teasing power  exchange games. Cosplays ranging from seductive succubi and androgynous vampires to corrupted priests and enchanted dolls. There would be live cam sessions, sexual games with viewers voting on dares, rigged toy shows, and scripted scenes blending roleplay with real heat. We hyped it for weeks across all their platforms. Sponsors sent custom sexual furniture gothic throne chairs with built  in restraints and vibration, padded altar tables, mirrored St. Andrew’s crosses dressed in black velvet, and a massive canopy bed with hidden mounting points.

We rented a sprawling Airbnb mansion for three weeks: setup week, content week, and a wind  down week everyone insisted on. The place was perfect high ceilings, dark wood, stone fireplaces, and enough rooms to give each creator their own themed space.

The lineup was stacked:

• Jaden Steele (JadenSteeleOfficial): 6’3” tattooed alpha male, pure muscle and “daddy” energy. Gym dom content.
• Kieran Blush (KieranBlush): Soft femboy with pastel pink hair, shy and sweet in thigh  highs and kawaii goth.
• Luca Lace (LucaLace): Glam femboy, dramatic makeup, satin and lace, luxurious tease.
• Jamie Velvet (JamieVelvetXO): Nerdy femboy gamer, glasses, hoodies, anime cosplay king.
• Anna Rose (my girlfriend): The approachable heart of the house.
• Scarlett Vixen (ScarlettVixenLive): Bold seductress in red latex and heels, pure femme  fatale.
• Mia Moon (MiaMoonCosplay): Bubbly cosplay queen who disappears into fantasy characters.
• Chloe Hart (ChloeHartAfterDark): Elegant, mysterious tease with artistic, candlelit sensuality.

Day one was chaos lugging gear, building furniture, decorating rooms with black drapes, crimson accents, faux candles, and fog machines. Schedules were tight; we optimized slots so live streams and collabs didn’t overlap.

Then Mia and Jamie dropped the bomb: their assistant Jake had a family emergency. They needed someone on  camera for toy setup, rigging, lube assistance, and holding lights someone willing to be in full goth gender  bend costume. Anna looked straight at me. “Sonny could fill in…”

I hesitated. I’d never been on camera. Ever.

Jamie and Mia eyed me. “He’d have to match the theme. Full costume. No hiding.”

Anna gave me that beautiful, encouraging smile the one that always melts me. The money split was huge. Everyone around me was stunning, confident, and professional. I swallowed. “If it makes the week successful… I’ll do it.”

She kissed me deeply. “That’s my good boy.”

The rest of setup week I buried the nerves in work. Then opening day arrived.

Jamie, Mia, Chloe, and Anna cornered me while I was prepping lights in one of the ritual rooms.

“Time to get you in costume, cutie,” Mia said with a bubbly grin.

I huffed but let them drag me to the big bathroom. They were all already dressed and breathtaking Jamie in a cropped anime hoodie with thigh  highs and garters, Mia in a revealing dark  elf cosplay, Chloe in a sheer black lace robe over lingerie, Anna in a soft gothic babydoll dress that hugged her curves.

“Strip,” they said.

I hesitated. “Why?”

“Because we need to shave you smooth, and nobody here cares about nudity, babe,” Anna laughed.

They were gentle but efficient. Razors, lotion, a little powder. Then the outfit: tiny black panties that barely contained anything, a short pleated black skirt with silver studs and chains, a cropped mesh top that showed my stomach and pierced nipples (temporary ones they added), torn fishnets, platform boots, a choker with a little silver lock, subtle eyeliner, dark lipstick, and black nail polish. They added a short black wig with subtle purple streaks.

When I looked in the mirror, my stomach flipped. Slim build, smooth legs, the skirt barely covering the curve of my ass. I looked like the hot goth girls I used to jerk off to in high school delicate, fuckable, androgynous. My cock twitched hard against the thin panties.

Anna noticed immediately. She pulled me aside while the others “oohed,” shushing me softly. “You like it, don’t you?” Her hand slid under the skirt, stroking me. “Want to wear the plug we use at home? It’ll help you stay in character… and it’ll look so pretty on camera if you get hard.”

“What if I get hard during the stream?” I whispered, face burning.

She grinned. “That’s perfect. They’ll eat it up.”

She pulled the medium  sized black plug from her bag, lubed it generously, tugged my panties aside, and slowly pushed it in while I gripped the counter. I moaned softly as it settled deep, the base nestled between my cheeks under the skirt. A constant, full reminder.

They dragged me out. Whistles and catcalls erupted from the rest of the group.

“Fuck, Sonny you make a hot little goth slut,” Jaden laughed, voice deep.

“Adorable,” Kieran said shyly, blushing himself.

Luca dramatically fanned himself. “Serve, queen.”

Scarlett smirked. “Those legs…”

My face was crimson, but the plug shifted with every step, sending little sparks through me.

We went live for the official Dark Desires House tour. I started as one of the camera operators, but when we reached Mia and Jamie’s shared ritual playroom, they handed the camera off.

“Your turn to be on screen, pretty girl. Show the viewers the toy stations.”

Heart hammering, plug pressing deeper as I moved, I took my spot. I demonstrated the padded altar table, the suction  cup dildos on the gothic pillars, the restraints. The chat exploded.

“Who is the new goth girl???”
“Is that a guy? Holy fuck those legs”
“Hot little submissive looking nervous and horny”

I read a few comments aloud, voice shaky but trying to stay cute and in character. Anna blew me a kiss from off  camera. The plug throbbed inside me as I bent over to adjust a light, skirt riding up just enough.

The first official stream was about to start.

The house was fully live now, and the energy shifted immediately. Multiple rooms were streaming at once, and the main Discord and OnlyFans feeds were blowing up with viewers hopping between creators.

Anna started her first solo stream of the week her classic “Girlfriend Tease & Masturbation Chat.” She looked incredible in a sheer black babydoll dress, no panties, legs spread on the big gothic canopy bed with soft red lighting. I slipped into my usual moderator role in the corner of her room, headset on, banning trolls and highlighting good tips. Watching her was pure torture in the best way. The way she moaned softly while fingering herself, reading chat, calling people “baby” in that sweet voice… it always destroyed me. Normally I’d be rock hard, and the second her stream ended I’d fuck her senseless. But this week was different. I was in full goth  girl costume, plug still buried in my ass, and I had to stay professional while my tiny skirt did almost nothing to hide how much I loved watching her.

When her stream wrapped, she blew a kiss at the camera and gave me a sultry little wink. No time for anything more we were on a tight schedule.

Next up was Mia Moon in the main ritual room. She was doing a long “Toy Exhibit & Live Rigging” show, transforming into her dark  elf succubus cosplay: deep purple skin paint, pointed ears, glowing contact lenses, and a skimpy harness outfit that left almost nothing to the imagination. She needed an on  camera assistant constantly.

I was pulled in for multiple rigging moments:

First, she wanted the large suction  cup dragon dildo mounted on the vertical gothic pillar. I had to hold it steady while she backed onto it, adjusting the height so it hit the perfect spot. My hands brushed her ass more than once as I tightened the mount.

Then came the nipple clamps with weighted chains connected to a ceiling rigging point. I had to stand on a small step stool behind her, pressing my body against hers to reach the hooks while she shivered and whispered “higher, baby” every time I got it wrong.

She wanted the fuck  machine positioned at the perfect angle on the padded altar table. I helped strap her ankles into the stirrups, then adjusted the height and thrust depth according to her instructions while chat watched every movement.

The final segment was the most intense. Mia got on all fours on the low bench, wrists locked in padded handcuffs attached to the front of the bench so she was nicely arched. The thrusting machine was lined up behind her. I knelt down, gripped the thick, realistic dildo attached to the machine, and carefully pressed the tip against her tight, lubed ass.

“Like that… good boy,” she purred for the camera.

I started the machine on a slow setting. The thick toy pushed into her, but because of the angle and how slippery everything was, it kept sliding out on the backstroke. After the third time, Mia moaned in frustration and looked back over her shoulder at me.

“Baby, can you just hold it in place? Keep it deep so it stops flopping out…”

My face burned. The chat was going feral. But I obeyed. I knelt behind her, one hand on the machine and the other gently pressing the base of the thick dildo so it stayed buried inside her ass while the mechanism kept thrusting. Every powerful stroke pushed back against my palm. Mia’s moans grew louder, more desperate. Her beautiful ass jiggled with every impact, purple  painted skin glistening with sweat and lube.

I was painfully hard. My little black skirt was blatantly tented, the outline of my cock obvious under the thin fabric, the plug in my own ass shifting every time I moved. I couldn’t stop staring at the way her hole stretched around the toy, the wet sounds, her whimpers. I was completely lost in it.

The timer finally hit zero. Stream over.

Mia was breathing hard when I uncuffed her. She turned around, still flushed and glowing, and pulled me into a tight hug, pressing her soft breasts against my mesh crop top.

“Thank you, cutie,” she whispered right against my ear. “You were such a good little assistant.” Her hand gave my ass a quick squeeze, right over the base of the plug.

She walked away toward the shower area, hips swaying, that perfect ass still jiggling with every step. I couldn’t look away.

That’s when Anna walked into the room. She’d clearly been watching the feed.

“Enjoying the show?” she asked with a knowing, slightly amused smile. Her eyes dropped straight to my tented skirt. “You looked really fucking hot on camera, babe. All focused and obedient, holding that toy in her ass while she moaned… I think the viewers loved their new goth girl helper.”

She stepped closer, running a finger along the hem of my skirt.

“Does my pretty girlfriend get turned on helping other girls get fucked?” she teased softly, voice dripping with mischief.

Lunch break was a brief moment of calm in the chaotic mansion. We all gathered in the big dining area wearing whatever we’d been streaming in. I was still in my short black skirt, mesh crop top, and fishnets, the plug a constant warm pressure inside me.

Scarlett was sipping iced coffee, scrolling her phone with a wicked little smile. “I had Mia’s stream running in the background while I was fixing some outfits. Chat went absolutely feral for the new assistant.” She looked straight at me. “Lots of compliments on the cute goth girl holding the toy in her ass. They’re already asking when you’re getting your own proper stream time.”

I blushed hard, tugging at the hem of my skirt. “Sorry… I didn’t mean to cause any distraction.”

Mia laughed warmly. “Not at all, baby. You were perfect.”

Anna leaned in, kissed my cheek softly, and whispered, “Just do whatever you’re comfortable with, babe. No pressure.” Her hand gave my thigh a gentle, reassuring squeeze under the table.

Lunch ended too quickly. Jamie’s slot was next.

I followed him to his room. He had multiple outfits laid out on the bed and racks: everything from cute nerdy  anime goth to full latex femboy looks.

Jamie hugged me tight and kissed my cheek. “Thank you so much for helping. Let’s make this fun.”

He went live. The concept was simple but popular: a rapid cosplay change stream. He had a list of requested outfits, took viewer suggestions, posed, stripped on camera, and changed. I was right there on screen as his personal dresser.

The first few changes were already intimate. I had to kneel in front of him to unbuckle boots, peel off tight thigh  highs, and help slide on new ones. When he was down to just a tiny thong, I was inches from his smooth crotch, my fingers brushing against his soft cock while I adjusted straps and hooks. The chat loved it.

“New goth girl is so handsy 😈”

“She looks nervous but her skirt is tenting again lol”

Jamie read a wave of donations. “A lot of people are saying they want to see you in some of these outfits…”

I blinked. “Really?”

“Yeah,” he smiled, glancing at the chat. “You don’t have to, but the tips would probably go crazy if you did.”

I stood there in my little skirt, heart racing, cock still half  hard from all the close contact. Jamie’s fingers lightly grazed the obvious outline under my skirt. “You seem to be enjoying yourself…”

I swallowed, then nodded. “Sure… okay, let’s try.”

Jamie’s face lit up. He turned to the camera dramatically. “Big news, everyone~ Our adorable new assistant is going to model for us!”

Donations exploded.

They voted on a lacy black lingerie set: a sheer babydoll top with delicate floral patterns, a tiny black thong, and glossy black thigh  high stockings with little bows. Jamie took his time undressing me on camera. He slowly peeled off my crop top, then slid my skirt down. My cock flopped out, already stiff again from the plug and the attention. He smirked, clearly enjoying himself.

He held the tiny thong open for me to step into, then slowly pulled the thin strings up my smooth legs. The small triangle of lace barely covered the base of my cock and balls, while the thin backstring disappeared completely between my cheeks, sitting right against the base of the plug. He adjusted it carefully, his fingers brushing and teasing my hard shaft multiple times as he settled the fabric into place. The thong was so small that most of my cock bulged obscenely against the delicate lace, the head threatening to slip out the top with even the slightest movement.

He finished by rolling the glossy thigh  highs up my legs and slipping the sheer babydoll over my head. I looked utterly feminized soft, lacy, and completely exposed.

I stayed in that tiny thong and lingerie for the rest of his cosplay segment, blushing furiously while helping him in and out of two more looks. Every time I bent over, the short babydoll rode up, the tiny thong string pulled tight, and the plug became even more visible. My cock stayed rock hard, straining against the tiny piece of lace.

After the cosplay portion ended, Jamie had a 15  minute break before his “playtime” collab with Jaden. I stepped out of the room still wearing the sheer babydoll, glossy thigh  highs, and that minuscule thong. The others were waiting in the hallway Mia, Chloe, Scarlett, and Anna all smiling and giggling.

Anna walked up and looked me up and down with obvious heat in her eyes. “Look at you… you’re a natural, babe.” She kissed me deeply, her hand sliding down to cup my barely  covered cock through the tiny thong. “So fucking cute.”

I asked nervously, “What do I have to do for the next part?”

Jaden, leaning against the wall looking every bit the towering alpha, answered, “Just be my runner. If I need toys, straps, lube, water you bring it over quick. Stay close.”

I nodded. “Okay, sure.”

Jaden and Jamie’s stream started. Jaden was dominant and methodical, putting the smaller femboy through a rough, delicious scene on the big bed. I started as the errand boy fetching bigger bottles of lube, handing over thick dildos, adjusting restraints. But after a few trips I stopped leaving the frame. I just stood there in my lingerie, watching Jaden’s massive cock slide in and out of Jamie’s tight ass while Jamie moaned like a whore.

A big donation came through from AnnaRoseXO: “Touch his cock.”

More donations from the others followed, pushing the same request. Jaden glanced over at me, still buried deep in Jamie. “You don’t have to, baby girl… but I don’t mind if you do.”

I stood frozen, dazed by the sight and the plug throbbing inside me. Jaden gently took my wrist and wrapped my hand around the base of his thick, slick cock as he kept slowly thrusting into Jamie. The heat and hardness made my head spin.

“Why don’t you get on your knees?” he suggested, voice low and commanding.

I obeyed without thinking. On my knees in the lacy lingerie, I watched up close as his cock stretched Jamie open. My hand stroked him every time he pulled back. Jamie was moved onto his knees, tongue out, face flushed.

Jaden looked down at me with approval. “Keep going, pretty girl.”

I stroked him faster, mesmerized, until Jaden groaned and pulled out. I kept pumping his cock as thick ropes of cum painted Jamie’s face and tongue. Jamie moaned happily, swallowing what landed in his mouth.

The stream ended shortly after. Jamie, still catching his breath and covered in cum, smiled at me. “You’re welcome to join any of my streams anytime, cutie.”

We stepped out of the room. Several of the others were in the living room doing live reaction commentary. Anna pulled me onto the couch beside her, still in my lingerie.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” she asked softly, searching my eyes with a proud, turned  on smile.

I could only nod, face burning.

The group started talking about the upcoming big group stream with Jaden, Scarlett, Anna, and Chloe. They sat me down like it was a little interview. The chat was full of questions about the new goth girl.

I told them how I normally just help Anna behind the scenes. They kept pushing: “A lot of people are asking if you’re going to participate in the next big one…”

I hesitated. “I’ll be helping out… but I don’t know if I’m actually going to participate.”

Anna leaned in, kissed my neck, and whispered loud enough for the camera, “It would be kind of hot though if you did…”

The living room “interview” wrapped up, and the energy in the house shifted into high gear. It was time for the big group stream: Jaden, Scarlett, Anna, and Chloe.

The main ritual room had been transformed into an opulent gothic den black and crimson drapes, candlelight, a massive velvet bed with restraints, and multiple cameras. I stayed in my sheer babydoll lingerie and tiny black thong, still wearing the glossy thigh  highs. I set myself up in the corner at first, trying to stay mostly off  camera as the designated helper fetching towels, adjusting lights, and keeping water bottles full.

The stream started strong. The four of them looked incredible. Scarlett in fiery red lingerie, Chloe in elegant black lace, Anna in her soft gothic babydoll, and Jaden towering over them like pure dominance.

At first I just watched, mesmerized. The chat was already moving fast. About twenty minutes in, Scarlett dramatically fanned herself and said, “Girls, we need water. This is about to get intense.” I quickly brought over four chilled bottles. As I handed Anna hers, she grabbed my wrist gently but firmly and pulled me closer to the bed.

“Stay,” she said sweetly, smiling at both me and the camera. “We want our cute little assistant right here with us.”

I ended up kneeling on the edge of the bed in my lingerie, heart pounding. The chat immediately noticed.

The segment kicked off with a blowjob competition. The girls took turns worshipping Jaden’s thick cock Scarlett deepthroating with aggressive confidence, Chloe being slow and sensual with lots of eye contact, Anna mixing sweet girlfriend moans with sloppy technique. They timed each round, read chat scores, and teased each other playfully.

After two full rounds, Anna looked over at me with a mischievous sparkle in her eyes.

“What do you think, chat? Should our pretty goth girl try her first blowjob live for you?”

The donations and messages exploded. They spent the next few minutes praising and gently coaxing me.

“You’d look so pretty with your lips wrapped around him,” Chloe purred.

“Look at how hard she is in that tiny thong already,” Scarlett laughed.

Anna stroked my cheek. “It’s okay, baby. You don’t have to… but I think you want to. And they really want to see it.”

I was trembling with nerves and arousal. My tiny thong was soaked at the front. After several minutes of soft pressure and overwhelming chat support, I nodded shyly.

They cheered. Jaden sat back on the bed, stroking his massive cock. Anna guided me between his legs.

“Just start slow, babe. Kiss it first… good girl.”

I leaned in, nervous and blushing, and kissed the head. Then licked. The girls kept praising me constantly while reading the chat out loud.

“Chat says you look so cute and nervous.”

“Everyone loves how your little thong is twitching.”

“Such a good girl already…”

Eventually I took him into my mouth. Jaden groaned and rested a hand gently on my wig. The girls guided me how to use my tongue, how deep to go, when to moan. I could only take about half of him, but they made it sound like I was doing an amazing job. My own cock strained painfully against the tiny triangle of lace.

After several minutes of me sucking him under their guidance, Anna smiled wickedly at the camera.

“Should we tell them the truth, baby?” She looked straight at me. “Are you an anal virgin?”

I pulled off Jaden’s cock with a wet pop, face burning, and nodded. “Yes…”

“But,” Anna continued happily, “she loves wearing plugs, don’t you?”

She reached down, turned me slightly, and panned the camera down. She lifted the back of my babydoll and hooked a finger under the thin string of my tiny thong, pulling it aside to show the black plug nestled between my smooth cheeks. The chat went nuclear.

Jaden’s voice was low and hungry. “You want to try it tonight, baby girl?”

The girls spent a long time teasing and building it up. They had me kiss and lick his cock while they discussed it. Anna kept reminding me how much money we were making and how hot I looked. Scarlett and Chloe massaged my shoulders and ass, playing with the plug and making me moan around Jaden’s cock. The buildup felt endless constant praise, dirty talk, chat votes, and gentle pressure until I was desperate and nodding.

Finally, Anna whispered in my ear, “Do you want Jaden to fuck you, baby?”

“…Yes.”

They positioned me on all fours in the center of the big bed. Jaden got behind me while Anna stayed close, holding my hand and stroking my back. They removed the plug slowly, making me whimper on camera. Lots of lube. Jaden pressed the thick head against my tight hole and waited.

“Tell him you want it,” Scarlett encouraged.

“I… I want it,” I breathed.

Jaden pushed forward. The stretch was intense. I gasped and moaned as he slowly worked the first few inches inside me, then more. The girls kept me relaxed with praise and touches. Anna slipped a hand under me and played with my cock through the tiny soaked thong.

Once he bottomed out, Jaden started thrusting slow and deep at first, then building. The sensation was overwhelming. Every stroke pressed against my prostate and made my trapped cock leak badly into the lace. The girls rotated between holding me, kissing me, and talking dirty to both me and the chat.

“Such a good girl taking her first cock.”

“Look how well she’s stretching for him.”

“Her little thong is absolutely ruined.”

Jaden gradually fucked me harder. His strong hands gripped my hips firmly, fingers digging into the soft flesh as he pulled me back onto his thick cock with each thrust. The wet, rhythmic sound of skin slapping against skin echoed loudly through the room loud, obscene, and impossible to ignore. My own broken moans spilled out uncontrollably, high  pitched and needy, each one louder than the last as he drove deeper.

“Fuck… she’s taking it so well,” Scarlett purred, watching with hungry eyes.

“Look at her little ass bouncing,” Chloe added with a soft laugh. “She’s leaking everywhere.”

Anna stayed right beside me, her face close to mine, stroking my cheek and brushing my wig out of my eyes. “That’s my good girl,” she whispered lovingly between my moans. “You look so fucking hot getting fucked like this, baby. I’m so proud of you. Listen to how pretty you sound.”

Every hard thrust pushed the air out of my lungs. The sheer size of him stretched me full, rubbing perfectly against my prostate with every stroke and sending jolts of overwhelming pleasure through my body. My cock was painfully hard, trapped and throbbing against the tiny soaked thong, the front of the delicate lace now dark and sticky with pre  cum.

Jaden’s pace became more powerful. He was growling low in his throat, hips snapping forward as he buried himself to the hilt again and again. The girls kept encouraging me, their voices mixing with the wet sounds:

“Take that cock, pretty girl.”

“Such a perfect little slut for us.”

“Chat is losing their minds over you right now.”

I could barely think anymore. My arms trembled as I stayed on all fours, ass up, getting fucked deeper than I ever thought possible. The plug had felt big earlier this was on another level. Every time Jaden bottomed out, a desperate whimper escaped my throat.

Anna kissed my ear softly. “You’re doing amazing, babe. Everyone’s watching you get ruined and they love it.”

Jaden’s grip tightened. His thrusts grew faster, more aggressive, chasing his orgasm. I could feel him swelling even thicker inside me.

“Where do you want it, baby girl?” he growled, voice rough.

Before I could even respond, Anna answered confidently for me, loud enough for the microphones to catch every word:

“On her face and lingerie. Cover our pretty goth girl.”

Jaden gave a few more deep, punishing thrusts, then pulled out. The girls quickly flipped me onto my back. Scarlett and Chloe grabbed my legs, spreading them wide and holding them open while Anna propped me up slightly so the camera had the perfect view.

Jaden knelt over me, stroking his glistening cock fast and hard. His muscular body tensed. With a deep groan, he started to cum.

Thick, heavy ropes of warm cum splashed across my body. The first landed on my chest and sheer babydoll, soaking through the delicate lace. More landed on my neck and chin. Several powerful spurts hit my face one across my lips, another on my cheek. The final streaks painted the tiny black thong and my twitching cock, completely ruining what little fabric was still covering me.

I lay there shaking, completely spent, floating in a haze of overwhelming pleasure and submission. My chest heaved as I tried to catch my breath, cum dripping down my skin and soaking into the lingerie.

The girls immediately moved in, cuddling around me. Anna kissed me softly, tasting Jaden on my lips, while Scarlett and Chloe stroked my thighs and whispered praises.

“You were such a good girl…”

“Chat is exploding for you.”

“Most beautiful first time we’ve ever seen.”

The stream slowly wound down with all four of them surrounding me, petting and praising me while the chat continued to go absolutely wild with tips and messages.

Fictional story. All characters are above the age of 18.

Jenna and I eventually went to our rooms that night. I fell asleep sore but deeply satisfied, my body still buzzing from everything.

I woke up the next morning to the loud, rhythmic sound of Jenna getting fucked hard her shameless moans and the wet slap of skin echoing through the apartment. My cock got rock hard just listening to her. A little while later the sounds peaked and then quieted. Jenna slipped into my room completely naked, her skin glowing with that fresh, well-fucked radiance. She climbed into my bed, pressed her warm, soft body against mine, and kissed me slow and deep.

“Good morning,” she whispered playfully, her fingers teasing and pinching my nipples until I squirmed beneath her.

Alex walked in shortly after, also naked, his cock still heavy and shiny. He smirked down at us on the bed.

“Remember Bryan?” he asked.

I shook my head. Jenna giggled. “He was the first cock you sucked during the fight party.”

“Oh…” I muttered, face heating up.

Alex smiled. “After the party he told me if we were ever down for a fourth, he’d be happy to join. Seems like you’ve awakened something filthy in my girlfriend. Her libido is completely out of control now.” He looked between the two of us with dark amusement. “Time to either tame it… or make it even worse.”

He told us to shower quickly and get ready for company.

Alex took full control of our outfits. For Jenna he chose a tiny black micro-skirt that barely covered the curve of her ass, a sheer white crop top with no bra so her hard nipples poked obviously through the thin fabric, a sleek black leather collar around her neck, and bright red sky-high heels. He finished by writing “Daddy’s Whore” on her inner thigh with a marker.

For me, he selected a tight baby-pink crop top that said “Daddy’s Girl” in sparkly letters across the chest, an extremely short white pleated skirt, delicate pink lace panties, white thigh-high stockings with little bows at the top, and a matching pink collar. Jenna did my makeup glossy pink lips, heavy eyeliner, mascara, and soft blush on my cheeks. When we looked in the mirror together we both looked like expensive, desperate sluts. Jenna couldn’t stop touching herself, sliding her fingers under her skirt and moaning softly.

Once we were dressed, Alex made us kneel side-by-side in the middle of the living room. Knees spread wide, hands behind our backs, eyes down. We stayed like that for nearly twenty minutes, hearts pounding. Every time one of us shifted or whispered, his big hand came down sharply on our asses.

“Stay perfectly still, girls,” he ordered. “Good little toys don’t fidget. You’re both going to be on your best behavior for Sir Bryan today.”

I could feel my cock straining and leaking into the pink lace panties. Jenna was breathing heavily beside me, clearly soaked and trembling with anticipation.

Finally the doorbell rang.

Alex brought Bryan in. He was shorter than Alex and had a silm build, with a clean-shaven, strikingly handsome face that. His eyes lit up with pure lust when he saw us kneeling there dressed like this.

“Goddamn,” Bryan said, voice low. “You two look even better than I imagined.”

“On your feet, girls,” Alex commanded.

We stood up obediently. Alex and Bryan slowly circled us like predators.

“Look at these two eager little fucktoys,” Alex said, slapping my ass hard enough to make me yelp. “On your knees. Both of you.”

We dropped instantly. Bryan pulled out his thick cock. Alex grabbed the back of my head and pushed me forward.

“Suck it. Show Bryan what a perfect little cockslut you’ve become.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I whispered before wrapping my glossy pink lips around Bryan’s cock and starting to suck him eagerly. Jenna leaned in beside me, licking and sucking Bryan’s heavy balls while moaning.

“Fuck, she really is a natural cocksucker,” Bryan groaned, holding my head. “Such a good little bitch.”

Alex pulled Jenna up, bent her over the arm of the couch, and slammed into her soaked pussy in one brutal thrust. “This is what you needed, isn’t it baby? Another big cock while your sissy watches and drools.”

“Yes, Daddy!” Jenna cried out loudly. “I need it so fucking bad! Fuck me harder, please Daddy!”

Alex railed her deep and fast, the loud slapping of his hips against her ass filling the room while I continued deepthroating Bryan. They switched us soon after. Bryan bent me over right next to Jenna, yanked my panties to the side, and pushed his thick cock into my ass.

“Take that dick, sissy,” Bryan growled, spanking me hard as he thrust deep. “You love getting fucked while she watches, don’t you?”

“Yes, Sir!” I moaned, voice shaking. “I love it… thank you, Sir…”

Alex grinned. “That’s our good girl.”

They cuffed our wrists behind our backs with soft leather restraints, the clicks sounding loud in my ears. Alex made us kneel on the couch facing each other knees spread wide, backs arched, asses presented. Jenna and I were eye-level, both breathing hard, our faces flushed with shame and arousal.

Alex ran his hand down my back and gave my ass a firm squeeze. “Look at my two pretty little sluts. Stuck in place, dripping and ready.”

Bryan stepped behind me first. I felt the thick head of his cock press against my hole before he pushed in with one steady thrust. I gasped sharply as he stretched me open.

“Oh fuck… Sir,” I whimpered.

At the same time, Alex positioned himself behind Jenna and sank into her soaked pussy. The couch shook as both men started fucking us. They took their time at first long, deep strokes that made us moan into each other’s mouths. Jenna and I kissed desperately, tongues sliding and tangling sloppily while we got fucked from behind.

Every thrust pushed me forward into Jenna’s lips. She moaned into my mouth, her breath hot and sweet.

“Such greedy little whores,” Alex groaned, spanking Jenna’s ass hard. “Look at you two kissing like desperate bitches while we use your holes.”

Bryan gripped my hips tighter and started fucking me harder, his thick cock pounding deep. “Your sissy ass is so fucking tight,” he growled, spanking me repeatedly until my skin burned red. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head back, making me moan louder.

Jenna looked me right in the eyes, lips shiny with spit. “You look so pretty getting fucked, baby,” she whispered before kissing me again.

They switched after a few minutes. Alex moved behind me and slammed into my already stretched hole while Bryan took Jenna. The change in rhythm and size made me cry out.

“Daddy…!” I moaned without thinking.

Alex laughed darkly and fucked me even harder. “That’s right. Say it louder.”

Bryan was clearly getting more worked up watching everything. Alex eventually pulled out of me and moved behind Bryan instead. He pressed his cock against Bryan’s ass and started pushing in.

Bryan tensed at first, letting out a low groan. “Fuck… Alex, wait”

Alex gripped Bryan’s hips firmly. Grabbed some lube “You’ve been staring at my cock all afternoon. Take it like a good boy.”

Bryan hesitated, breathing heavily as Alex slowly sank into him. His face twisted in pleasure and discomfort for a moment. I could see the internal struggle in his eyes.

“Shit… it’s big, I haven't….. bottomed….in a while” Bryan grunted, clearly fighting the urge. After several deep thrusts, his resistance melted. His voice came out shaky and low. “Fuck… Daddy… your cock feels so good.”

The word slipped out like he’d been holding it back. I felt a strange rush of arousal hearing it.

Holy shit… even Bryan is calling him Daddy now, we’re all just his toys.

Alex grinned triumphantly and started fucking Bryan harder. “There it is. Good boy. Say it again.”

Bryan moaned loudly, pushing back onto Alex’s cock while still face-fucking me. “Fuck, Daddy… your cock feels so fucking good in my ass,” he gasped, voice breaking with every thrust. “I can’t believe how deep you are…”

Jenna leaned in and kissed me again, both of us watching Bryan get dominated while Alex railed him. The four of us were a mess of moans, slapping skin, and filthy encouragement.

“Take Daddy’s cock, Sir,” Jenna teased breathlessly between kisses. “You look so hot getting fucked.”

Bryan’s face was flushed with embarrassment and pleasure, but he kept pushing back, taking every inch. “Yes… fuck… thank you.”

Alex kept pounding him while reaching around to stroke Bryan’s cock. The room was filled with the wet sounds of sex and our constant moaning.

I couldn’t stop staring. This is so fucked up… but I’m so turned on.

Jenna was made to sit on my face, grinding her dripping pussy on my tongue as she watched. “Lick me, baby. Eat my pussy while Daddy fucks him.”

Finally they put us back on our knees side-by-side, hands still cuffed behind us. Both men stroked their cocks over our upturned, cum-streaked faces.

“Open wide. Tongues out, girls,” Alex commanded. “Tell us what you are.”

“We’re your sluts, Daddy,” Jenna and I moaned together.

They covered us. Thick, hot ropes of cum splashed across our faces, tongues, chests, and collars. We moaned shamelessly the entire time, completely broken and dripping.

Alex patted our heads. “Good girls.”

He uncuffed us and told us to clean each other up. Jenna and I kissed deeply and hungrily, licking every drop of cum off one another’s faces, necks, and tits while Alex and Bryan watched and praised us. Then Alex kissed Bryan and said let's do this again soon. He said yeah we will.

Fictional story. All characters are above the age of 18.

I was so exhausted from the night before that I passed out hard. I woke up to the mattress shifting and the sheet stretching tight over my body. Jenna was on all fours directly on top of me, pinning me down through the thin sheet. Alex stood behind her, gripping her hips as he thrust into her pussy with deep, powerful strokes. The wet slapping sounds and Jenna’s loud moans filled my tiny room.

“Look what we have here,” Alex growled with a smirk. “My girlfriend’s turned into a little cock slut. I wake up alone and find her sneaking into your bed like a desperate whore.”

“I’m sorry, Daddy...” Jenna gasped, right before Alex’s hand came down hard on her ass with a loud smack.

He kept fucking her with long, deliberate strokes, the force of every thrust pressing her body down against mine. “You wanted this little sissy here because I fucked you too much! Now it seems you can’t get enough cock. Isn’t that right, baby?”

“Yes, Daddy… I’m a little whore,” Jenna moaned loudly, her tits pressing into my chest through the sheet. “I can’t help it… I needed more.”

Fuck… she’s calling him Daddy right in my ear, I thought, a twisted mix of jealousy and arousal flooding through me. My cock twitched helplessly beneath me.

Alex chuckled darkly and picked up speed. “That’s right. Look at your sissy little girl watching you. She’s leaking through the sheets like a desperate slut.”

Jenna looked down at me, eyes glazed with lust. “Yes… she gets turned on so easily. She’s a slut just like me, Daddy. Watch her leak while you fuck me.”

Alex pulled out of her dripping pussy, lined up with her tighter hole, and pushed forward. Jenna cried out sharply as his thick cock stretched her ass open. “Oh fuck! Daddy... it’s so deep! You’re so feels so big in my ass!”

He started fucking her ass with long, powerful strokes. The sheet between us was soaked. “Take it, you greedy little whore. Tell your sissy how good it feels getting her ass ruined.”

“It feels so fucking good, Daddy!” Jenna moaned loudly. “Your cock is stretching my ass so much… I love it! I’m such a dirty slut for you!”

God, she sounds so broken… and it’s turning me on, I thought, shame burning in my cheeks even as my cock leaked more.

Alex pounded her harder. Jenna kept moaning filthily. “Fuck my ass, Daddy! Harder! Make me feel it… I’m your little whore… I’m going to cum with your cock in my ass!”

She shook violently on top of me as she came hard, her body trembling while Alex kept thrusting through her orgasm. Finally he buried himself deep and unloaded inside her ass with a low, satisfied groan. He patted her head affectionately. “Good girl.”

Jenna collapsed on top of me, nuzzling her face into my neck while Alex’s cum slowly leaked from her used hole.

“Alright, girls. I’ll be home tonight pretty pent up, so you two better have something special ready for me.” Then he left for work.

Jenna collapsed on top of me, nuzzling her face into my neck while Alex’s cum slowly leaked from her used hole. He stood there watching us for a moment.

“Alright, girls. I’ll be home tonight pretty pent up, so you two better have something special ready for me.” Then he left for work.

The second the front door clicked shut behind Alex, Jenna ripped the sheets off us with a hungry growl. Her eyes were wild, her skin flushed, and her pussy was visibly dripping down her thighs. She looked completely feral, like something had snapped inside her.

Without a word, she swung her leg over me, straddled my hips, and grabbed my throbbing cock. She lined me up and sank down in one smooth, greedy motion, taking every inch until her ass rested against my thighs. The wet heat of her pussy swallowed me completely.

“Oh my god,” she moaned loudly, head tilting back. Her hips immediately started slamming down hard and fast, riding me like a woman possessed. Her full tits bounced wildly with every aggressive drop, nipples hard and begging to be touched.

“I don’t know what’s gotten into me,” she gasped between moans, her voice breathy and broken. “I can’t stop needing dick… I’m such a fucking slut now… fuck me!”

Holy shit… I thought, staring up at her. This is the same girl who used to roll her eyes when I wanted morning sex. Now she’s using me like a toy right after her boyfriend left.

Jenna planted her hands on my chest for leverage and started bouncing even harder, her soaked pussy making loud, obscene squelching sounds every time she impaled herself.

“Fuck… fuck… fuck…” she chanted. “Your cock feels so good. I came so hard on Alex’s dick and I still need more. I’m such a greedy little whore!”

She leaned forward, her bouncing tits hovering just above my face as she rode me frantically. I could feel her juices running down my balls with every slam.

“Pinch my nipples,” she demanded. I obeyed instantly, grabbing her bouncing tits and twisting her sensitive nipples. Jenna cried out in pleasure, her pussy clenching tight around me.

“Yes! Harder! I’m such a dirty girl now… I let Alex fuck my ass right on top of you and it made me so wet. I loved it. I loved feeling you trapped under me while he used me.”

Her words hit me like a drug. I’m really just a warm cock for her now, I thought, a wave of humiliated arousal washing over me. My hands moved to her hips, gripping her soft flesh as she rode me like she was trying to break me.

“Tell me I’m a slut,” she panted, eyes locked on mine, her voice getting higher and more desperate.

“You’re a slut, Jenna,” I groaned. “You’re a fucking cock-hungry slut.”

“Yes!” she screamed, grinding her clit against me on every downstroke. “I’m a total cumslut now just like you… I need dick all the time… Alex’s… yours… I don’t even care anymore!”

Her movements became erratic, frantic. Her pussy fluttered and squeezed around my cock as she chased her orgasm.

“I’m gonna cum again,” she whined. “Don’t stop... keep your cock right there! Oh fuck... I’m cumming! I’m cumming so hard!”

Jenna threw her head back and let out a long, shameless cry as her orgasm crashed through her. Her pussy spasmed violently around me, gushing wetly as she shook on top of me. The feeling of her cumming so intensely pushed me over the edge right after her.

“Fuck, Jenna... I’m cumming!” I groaned, thrusting up into her as I pumped rope after rope of cum deep inside her clenching pussy.

She kept grinding slowly through both of our orgasms, milking every last drop out of me while whimpering softly. Finally she collapsed onto my chest, breathing hard, her body slick with sweat.

“I really don’t know what’s wrong with me…” she whispered against my neck, still gently rocking her hips.

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After we caught our breath, we rolled out of bed slowly and she said let's take a shower so we showered together. While soaping each other up, Jenna said, “We need to do something really special for him tonight.”

“Like what?” I asked.

“I have a couple ideas… but first, let’s go to the store.”

As we were getting dressed she clicked the pink cage back onto my cock. I moaned in disapproval but didn’t fight it. I slid my panties up while she picked out another slutty outfit for me a tight crop top and tiny skirt.

We went to a higher-end sex shop. Jenna’s face lit up when she found thick straps, heavy locks, and a few other items. She wouldn’t let me look at everything. “Stay obedient and don’t peek,” she teased. The whole day I grew more nervous as she kept checking her phone. Finally she got a text.

“He’ll be home in fifteen minutes. Come with me.”

She pulled the long padded bench away from the end of the bed and dragged it into the middle of the living room. “Strip and lie face down.”

I obeyed. She wrapped the new straps tightly around my body and under the bench, pinning me completely immobile. She asked if I could move. “It’s almost impossible,” I admitted.

“Good.” She handcuffed my wrists to the legs of the bench, then lubed up a small plug and pushed it into my ass. “I’m filling your ass with lube, baby.” She clicked a few more locks into place.

Then she stripped naked and lay down on top of me, pressing her soft body against my back. “Handcuff my hands to yours.”

I struggled but managed to lock her wrists to mine. “Where are the keys?”

“By the door,” she whispered. “We’ll leave it up to him.”

My heart raced. We were both naked, strapped down ass-up on the bench, holes pre-lubed and waiting.

When Alex came home he chuckled deeply. “Good girls. This is fucking perfect.”

Jenna spoke first, voice dripping with lust. “Daddy… we are pinned here for your pleasure. Our asses are filled with lube and ready for you.”

Alex took his time, using us thoroughly. He started with Jenna, slamming into her pussy with deep, heavy strokes that made the bench rock. Jenna moaned loudly with every thrust. Then he moved to me.

He yanked out the plug and pushed his thick cock into my ass. I groaned as he stretched me open. “Fuck… Daddy…” I whispered, the word slipping out before I could stop it. Shit… I just called him Daddy too…..

Alex laughed. “There we go. Good girl.” He started fucking me with long, powerful strokes, grinding against my prostate on every thrust. “You like that, sissy? You like calling me Daddy while I use your hole?”

“Yes… Daddy,” I moaned, voice shaky. “It’s so deep… fuck…”

He switched back and forth between us for a long time pounding Jenna’s pussy until she screamed, then her ass while she begged, then back to me, railing my hole harder each round. The room filled with the sound of skin slapping, wet thrusting, and our desperate moans.

“Fuck, Daddy! Your cock is ruining me!” Jenna cried out.

“Me too… Daddy… I can’t take how deep you are,” I moaned, completely broken now. I’m really saying it….

Alex kept switching, using our holes like personal toys, sometimes slow and grinding, sometimes fast and brutal. Sweat dripped off him as he fucked us relentlessly. Jenna came twice, shaking and screaming. I moaned and leaked constantly from my caged cock, overwhelmed with pleasure and humiliation.

Finally Alex sped up, grunting loudly. He pulled out and erupted, covering both our asses and lower backs with thick, hot ropes of cum.

He tossed the keys onto the floor. “I’m gonna take a shower, girls. Thanks for the present.”

Once he was gone, Jenna unlocked us. She removed my cage, freeing my aching cock. We flipped into a 69 on the floor.

“Oh fuck yes,” Jenna moaned as she lowered her cum-covered pussy onto my face. “Lick Daddy’s cum out of me, baby. Eat it all up like a good little slut.”

I dove in eagerly, licking and sucking her messy pussy. “Mmm… you taste like him… I can’t believe how much I like it,” I groaned into her.

Jenna took my hard cock deep into her mouth, sucking me sloppily. “Your cock tastes so good after he fucked us… I’m such a dirty girl now. Suck me harder!”

I moaned loudly against her pussy. “You’re so wet… I love tasting his cum mixed with you.” I licked faster, sucking on her clit while she bobbed on my cock.

“Don’t stop! Make me cum on your tongue… oh god, yes! Just like that!” Jenna cried out, grinding on my face.

We devoured each other desperately, moaning and whimpering. Jenna came first, shaking and screaming around my cock as she flooded my mouth. The vibrations pushed me over the edge.

“I’m cumming!” I groaned loudly into her pussy as I spilled down her throat. She swallowed every drop while we kept licking each other gently, cleaning up every trace of cum..

Fictional story. All characters are above the age of 18.

I woke up to the feeling of soft hands stroking my cock. Before I could fully register what was happening, I heard a small *click*. I looked down in a panic and saw my dick locked away in a small pink chastity cage. Jenna was kneeling beside the bed with a wicked smile.

“There we go. I’m dressing you really sexy today and I don’t want your little sissy clit embarrassing me with a hard on in public.” She took the tiny key and slipped it onto a delicate chain around her neck, letting it rest between her tits. “Looks so cute locked up.”

I protested as she pulled out outfit after outfit, but she ignored me. She dressed me in a tight cropped hoodie that showed my smooth midriff and a tiny pleated skirt that barely covered my caged cock and ass. Fishnet thigh highs and slutty makeup completed the look.

“I look like a total slut,” I muttered, staring at myself in the mirror.

Jenna laughed. “That’s because you *are* one. And you know it.”

She dragged me to the mall for hours. She made me try on crop tops, micro skirts, lingerie, and heels while she shopped for herself. She’d change in front of me in the fitting rooms, teasing me by flashing her tits and pussy, knowing the cage kept me aching and leaking. She did buy me some of my favorite food from the food court.

While we ate, she casually mentioned, “Alex’s friends are coming over tonight to watch the fights. I want you to look extra sexy for them.”

I got nervous immediately. “Other people?”

“Yeah, but they’re all gay or bi, so you don’t need to be embarrassed,” she said with a smirk.

We stopped at the grocery store afterward. Jenna kept bending over in short skirts, deliberately teasing me by flashing her ass and pussy every chance she got. We loaded up on party snacks, beer, and supplies.

The rest of the afternoon was spent cooking and prepping the apartment. Right before Alex got home, Jenna changed me into a black cut out dress that left huge sections of my smooth skin exposed. When I asked if she could take the cage off yet, she just laughed.

“No. Better keep that little thing locked up tonight.”

Alex came home, saw me, and let out a loud wolf whistle. “Damn, babe. You did such a good job.”

“Thank you, Daddy,” Jenna replied sweetly.

Four of Alex’s friends eventually arrived. They all stared openly when Alex introduced me as “our little sissy roommate.” There weren’t enough seats, so I ended up sitting on the floor in front of the couch like a pet.

The first fight was close. After two even rounds, Alex declared his guy was going to win. One of the guests took the bet. Alex grinned and pointed at me. “If my guy wins, you suck my dick. If yours wins, my little sissy sucks yours.”

I watched the rest of the fight with my heart pounding. It went to the judges… and the other guy’s fighter won.

Alex shrugged. “A bet’s a bet. Be a good girl and clear my tab.”

The winner pulled me up by the hand, took me to my bedroom, and closed the door. “Alex has been bragging about you. You really are cute.” He pushed me down to my knees, pulled out his cock, and slapped it across my face a few times before shoving it between my lips. He fucked my throat with long, deep strokes, holding my head in place while I gagged and drooled. Tears streamed down my cheeks as he used my mouth like a fleshlight. Finally he pulled out and erupted, covering my face, chest, and the front of my dress in thick ropes of warm cum.

He left. I was still on the floor catching my breath when another guy walked in. “Alex lost another bet.” His cock was massive long and heavy. He was more patient, slowly feeding inch after inch into my mouth until the head pushed into my throat. I choked and sputtered, but he kept going deeper, praising me for taking so much. When he finally came, it was an enormous, salty load. I had to swallow multiple times, gulping loudly just to get it all down. The thick taste lingered on my tongue.

My caged cock was throbbing desperately. I tried to stand up when a third guy entered. “I’m not gonna lie the last guy said Alex lost a bet, but we all heard you’ve got a good mouth and you’re still here…” He pulled out a shorter but much thicker cock that stretched my lips wide. I sucked him sloppily, drooling everywhere, while the fourth guy came in too. “Might as well.”

I alternated between the two, sucking one while stroking the other. My jaw ached from how thick they were. Eventually I jerked them both off, aiming their cocks at my already messy face and dress. They groaned as they added even more cum to the mess, glazing me completely.

I wiped what I could with my fingers and licked them clean so I wouldn’t drip cum everywhere. When I walked back into the living room, three of the guys were watching the next fight while Jenna and the first guy were tag teaming Alex’s cock on the couch. Guess Alex had won one after all.

After the fights ended, Jenna told me to take off the dress. I stood there in just my cum stained panties. She pulled them to the side, unlocked the cage, and freed my aching cock. Alex immediately dragged me into the main bedroom.

He bent me over the edge of the bed first and fucked me hard, slamming deep while slapping my ass red. Then he pulled out and pushed Jenna onto the bed beside me. He slammed into her soaked pussy in one brutal thrust. Jenna’s eyes rolled back instantly.

“Oh fuck, Daddy!” she screamed. “Yes, Daddy! Fuck me harder! Your cock is so much bigger than his!”

Alex pounded her mercilessly, the sound of his hips slapping against her ass filling the room. “That’s right, scream for Daddy. Tell him how much better I am.”

“Daddy! Your cock is stretching me so good.... fuck, I’m gonna cum! Daddy!!” Jenna came hard, shaking and squirting on his cock while Alex kept railing her without mercy. He switched back and forth between us pounding my ass for a few minutes, then destroying Jenna’s pussy again while she moaned and begged like a whore. Finally he pulled out and painted my back and ass with a massive, hot load.

“Alright, you can go to bed now.”

My ass was sore as I dragged myself back to my room, still painfully hard. A quiet knock came a little later. Naked Jenna slipped into bed with me.

“Alex is passed out,” she whispered. “I’m sleeping with you tonight, and I am going to give you a reward for being such a good girl.”

She pulled out her phone and showed me the videos while slowly stroking my freed cock. Then she slid down and took me into her warm, wet mouth. She sucked me slowly and lovingly swirling her tongue around the head, taking me deep into her throat, and moaning around my shaft. She worked me until I was rock hard again.

She climbed on top, straddled me, and sank down onto my cock with a shaky moan. Leaning forward, she kissed me deeply, her tongue sliding into my mouth to muffle her sounds as she rode me. Her hips rolled and bounced, her tight, soaked pussy gripping and milking me perfectly. Every time she got too loud she pressed her lips harder against mine, whimpering and gasping into the kiss while grinding her clit against me.

We fucked like that for several intense minutes slow, passionate, and desperate until I couldn’t hold back anymore. I came deep inside her, pumping rope after rope while she kept kissing me and riding through my orgasm. She stayed on top afterward, nuzzling against my chest, and fell asleep in my arms.