Stacy's Surprise

Almost every night the light in Stacy's apartment bedroom would glow into the late hours.  She would browse the online dating sites.  Having a difficult time attracting attention from the men, she tried making a concerted effort to find a match.  Unfortunately, all of them men that contacted her were only interested in casual romance.  Stacy had years of playing and sleeping around-- it was unfulfilling and superficial.  She was looking for a deeper relationship, one with value and mutual long-term interest.  That ideal seemed a bit too trite in the online community.

A couple of men did seem interesting at first; they expressed genuine interest and intrigue in her.  They chatted online, graduating to the phone call then finally to a coffee date.  She felt like she lucked out, that she finally wore the target for Cupid's arrow.  But once the relationship grew to include sex, the men removed their masks and she saw a stranger underneath.

Her first beau was a complete gentleman on the surface but just below he was vile and corrupted.  He found out she had a younger brother and appeared to take a real interest in him.  Stacy thought it was sweet.  After their first night together he asked her if she'd ever consider having sex with her brother.  At first she took it as a tasteless joke, but he kept pressuring her saying that "it would be so hot" and that all he wanted to do was watch.  She overlooked the oddity but he never let it go.  He wanted her to invite her brother over and try to seduce him.  After she protested, he threatened to leave her if she didn't.  With only three weeks invested in the relationship, this was no contest.  He called her thereafter for weeks leaving strange and sometimes disturbing messages.

Another was very sweet at first.  He had a nervous kind of reservation, but would do very sweet things for her.  She had a box of chocolates left outside her door the morning of Valentine's day.  The next week they took a dinner cruise around the lakefront.  One night after a wonderful meal, she suggested that they get a bottle of wine and watch a movie.  He stopped at a liquor store and didn't come out for some time.  About 15 minutes later, she was thinking he was being picky, but a police squad car raced up and he was brought out.  Stacy had to go and bail him out for using a fake ID and when it didn't work he tried to steal a bottle of wine.  It turned out he was still in high school and that he printed out the ID using his computer.  Stacy met with him one more time, and after sleeping with him, she came to her senses that it wouldn't work.  She told him to look her up in five years.

The past six months she had yet to even develop a relationship to the point of telephone calling.  She was getting sexually frustrated and felt her life slipping through her fingers.  She was 32 and had yet to have a real adult relationship.  At least in her twenties she had plenty of sex to fill the void.  Now she only had her cats and reality television-- and her cat was too finicky and reality television was blatantly scripted.  She decided that she needed to get laid.

She didn't want to bother with any of the dating site guys just in case she could one day have a relationship with them.  She also ruled out going to a club.  She knew she couldn't compete with the younger crowd-- the disappointment of settling for some hairy beast or some old pervert was aversive.  She went onto Craig's list and posted under "Casual Encounters."

Using a picture of herself sucking on her vibrator, she added "32yo SWF, good looking and DD free, want a good fucking to take the edge off.  I need it tongiht.  Will host.  Man must be attractive, athletic, 21-40, CLEAN, cut, with a 8+ inch cock that can go for hours.  First time using craigs list, make it a good one.  Send pic with response and we'll go from there."

Within the first hour she got over fifty responses.  It made her feel desireable again.  Many of the responders were a bunch of ogres, but a good proportion were the traits she spelled out.  The response that stuck out was a picture of a hot couple.  The man was tanned and muscular, the woman was lean and petite, her breats were small but perky and her hair was a natural blonde.  They inquired about interest in a threesome and said that I looked hot.  The girl in the couple said she could watch or participate and offered to bring toys.

Stacy's juices were flowing.  She hastily responded with interest and provided her phone number.  Inside a half hour her phone rang.  The guy had a strong, yet friendly voice-- something that Stacy could trust.

They chatted for a while.  Stacy was put at ease and became very comfortable with him.  He made jokes and she laughed-- it was an instant rapport.  She thought that this was exactly the type of man she needed.  She gave him her address and told him to tell his girl to bring her toys and that she could participate.  The guy finally introduced himself as Kyle and his girlfriend was Angie.

Her apartment was already spotless and she already showered.  She touched up her makeup and her perfume then packed the cat off into the study.  She checked her clothing.  A tight green tank top with speghetti staps and a terri cloth lounge pants, and a thong underneath.  She tried to watch television for the hour before the two were to arrive, but she couldn't pay attention.  She had one night stands before but never one with such anticipation.

The buzzer rang and she let them up.  She had some wine already poured.  She let them in.  They were both warm and friendly, big smiles and excited expressions. 

"You're prettier than your photo," the girl said leaning into their hug and kissing Stacy on the cheek.  Angie wore a backpack and a sporty addidas outfit with her blond hair in a pony tail.  She looked sexy.

"Yeah, its great to finally meet a normal person for once.  I knew right away we'd like you," the guy said following Angie's hug with his own.  They sat down and made some normal getting to know you chitchat.  It was casual with an encompassing air of attraction.  Kyle sat between the two girls and said, "We've both always had a fantasy of including another woman, but never told each other about it from fear of alienating the other.  She finally brought it up after watching the movie 'Wild Things'.  That was last summer and we've had only two threesomes since, but its such a kick, we both love it.  The only problem is finding a trustworthy third."

"I was also a bit scared, you never know if the way the person presents themselves is the way they actually are," Stacy followed up.

"Well, Kyle is exactly what you asked for in your add... all the way down to the eight plus inches.  Aren't you sweety," Angie said making Kyle smirk.  "Why don't you show her, give her some tangible proof."

Kyle looked at Angie and then back at Stacy.  Stacy was biting her lower lip and Angie had a wicked little smile.  He stood up and faced the two girls on the couch.  He slowly unbuttoned his pants.  Stacy eyed the huge buldge covered with the thin confining material of the boxer-briefs.  He slipped out of his shoes and dropped his khaki's.  His muscular thighs were defined and Angie was stroking them as he began to peall his underwear off from the elastic band on down.  He stopped right above his cock, his well groomed pubes and a sliver of the base of his shaft visible.  He then removed his button down and white T-shirt.

Stacy's heart was skipping.  Angie took her sweaty hand from her knee and led it to Kyle's firm abs.  "Nice, huh?" Angie asked.  Stacy just ran her fingers over his hard muscles and nodded.  "Finish undressing him," she suggested to Stacy.  Stacy swallowed hard and tugged down on the lowered waistband.  He was completely tanned, even his cock seemed a golden brown.  While lowering the material, Stacy saw his cock widen from the base.  It seemed to descend forever.  She was about half way down his thigh before his thick helmet made an appearance.

Angie reached up and grabbed hold of his engorged shaft.  The weight of it held it down and she started to stroke it.  Stacy quickly lowered the underwear to his feet and he stepped out.  With each stroke from Angie the cock rose an inch or so.  Stacy watched in amazement when Angie held the huge shaft steady and took the head into her mouth.  

She watched as Angie swiled her tongue around the cap and flicked at the glands.  She was caught off guard when Angie removed herself from it and pointed it at her.  It took her a moment to gather her wits before she leaned in and took the cock in her mouth.  She used to pride herself on her deep throating ability back in the day, but this cock was huge and longer than any she conquered in her twenties.  She took it in as deep as she could, relaxing her throat letting the head nestle deep inside her.  She still couldn't take it all the way in.  She came up for air when she felt a hand slipping into her tank top and tweaking her nipples.  She looked down to see Angie pulling out her left tit to suck on the nipples.  This was her first time having a girl suck her titties and she loved it.

Stacy pulled off the cock and suggested they go to the bedroom.  Angie brought her back pack and Kyle took up the rear naked, carrying his clothes in his arms.  

She led them to the bedroom.  Angie was already removing her clothes.  Kyle took off his socks.  Stacy followed suit.  After removing her tank top, Kyle stepped next to her and tongued her nipples.  Angie knealt before her and pulled down her pants.  Stacy was asking herself why she hadn't done this years ago.

They laid her down and titillated her body with their tongues.  Angie was focusing on her scantily covered snatch while Kyle danced from her neck to her navel, stopping occassionally at her breasts.  Licking around her recently waxed bikini area, Angie teased her cunt until Stacy lifted her hips to mashed her clit into her flicking tongue.  Angie took the hint and removed Stacy's thong.  

Her pussy was already soaked and glistened in the light.  Angie gave her head for a few minutes before having Kyle take over as she went to her back pack.  She came back armed with a seven inch strap on.  "This'll get you warmed up for Kyle's monster," she said climbing between Stacy's quivering legs.

She ran the head of the latex cock up and down her slit and plunged in with ease.  The juices provided ample lubrication, and with little resistance, Angie's strap on was buried to the hilt.  Kyle remained near her crotch, licking around her clit as Angie pounded away.  Occassionally Angie would remove the cock to slid it into Kyle's throat.  This really turned Stacy on and she guided Kyle's hips toward her face.  She gave his massive cock the attention it pulsated for.

Angie let off and Kyle pulled out.  After rolling on a condom he took her place, holding her legs high as Angie aimed his cock into Stacy's vagina. Slowly he eased into her.  His girth dwarfed the strap on and he was longer by a few inches.  Once Kyle was inside, Angie let go and straddled Stacy's face.  She fed the cock to her, letting it slip deep into her throat.  Kyle was now pounding away.

Angie jumped off of Stacy's face and got behind Kyle.  Pulling Stacy back, Kyle positioned himself at the edge of the bed.  He slowed his thrusting almost to a stop and Stacy could hear him grunting as Angie pushed her strapon into his rear while standing at the base of the bed.  Angie was slapping his ass, to bury the cock deeper into him.  Stacy could feel  his throbbing cock thicken and further solidify as Angie pushed deeper.

Kyle's thrusting pushed the strap-on deeper into him, and soon after his ass was more accustomed to it, they were all fucking in unison.  Stacy bucking her hips up to meet each down thrust from Kyle.  Angie thrusting into his ass each time he withdrew his cock from Stacy.  This process continued  for a while.  The slapping of his balls, the sloshing of Stacy's cunt, the smacking of Angie's hand against Kyle's ass.  

The moans and grunting reached higher volumes and a deeper pitch.  Kyle started to buck wildly, making Stacy cry out in pleasure.  He was slamming into her reaching a depth she never discovered.  His cock swelled even more and the pressure it caused had Stacy on the edge.  She started to cum, releasing her pent up juices, the walls of her pussy contracting in rhythm around Kyle's rock hard member.

His face grew beat red, he increased the pace of his thrusting and let out a roar.  His entire body turned stiff and with a powerful slam, he dumped his load while his cock was completely submerged in Stacy's cunt.  His orgasm only allowed him to make tiny girations but his cum quickly stretched the limit on the condom.  Some traveled up down the shaft and oozed onto his balls.  Angie pulled out while he came, grazing his prostate as she did.  He collapsed onto Stacy after Angie pulled all the way out.

He rolled off of Stacy and Angie laid beside her.  They were all panting, recovering from the spent energy.  Stacy looked down at Angie's crotch.  The latex cock was glistening from Kyle's ass juices.  She looked at Angie and asked, "So what other toys did you bring?"

Angie laughed and grabbed her backpack and brought it to the bed.  She unloaded it and they sifted through vibrators, anal beads, butt plugs,  a leather whip...   Stacy held up a strapy thing and asked, "What is this?"

"Of that thing is great its a ball gag, you ever get into bondage?" Angie asked with enthusiasm.

"No, I never really understood it."

"The experience is so erotic, being completely submissive to another.  Its the ultimate aphrodesiac.  You want to try it?"

She looked at them both.  After having her first threesome and first lesbian experience she felt a bit frisky and said, "What the hell."

"Here let me help you put it on.  Open up," Angie said placing the ball into her mouth.  She lifted her hair and buckled the straps behind her head.  "Is that comfortable?" she asked and Stacy nodded.  "Now we'll do the restraints."  Angie handed a pair of shackles to Kyle and he started to put them on her legs.  They had a comfortable felt lining and a metal loop on the outside of each.  Stacy looked at how excited Angie was while she put on the cuffs.  Stacy was equally excited, she was already soaking again.

Angie pulled some tethers from her bag.  Handing a couple to Kyle they tied her down to the bed posts.  There was very little give and Stacy tried to tell them but could only utter a muffled murmur.  She was bound.

"Oh, sweety, the slave is trying to talk.  You know how to take care of that," Angie said, smacking Kyle hard on the ass and handing him the leather whip.  Stacy tried to utter something else, her eyes now wide and a little confused.  "Now you two be good while I step out." 

Stacy was breathing heavily, staring intently as Kyle, smiling while holding the whip stood at the side of the bed.  Angie closed the door and Kyle smacked the whip on her thigh, not hard but it definately stung her.  A tear squeezed from her eye and he continued to whip her where her skin was not yet red.

Kyle stopped whipping her.  She was now afraid to try to talk.  He grabbed the anal beads and lubed them up.  He crawled between her legs and lifted her knees as high as they'd go.  She felt the bead press against her asshole and she started to resist.  he reached for the whip and she immediately gave in.  He filled her ass, one bead at a time.  She had never had such a fullness in her ass and compared to the stinging of her legs it felt like heaven.  

Stacy heard Angie talking and laughing from through the door.  She was curious as to what she was doing out there.  Her attention was pulled away when Kyle turned on a vibrator.  The whirring, silver shaft was coated with lube, and Kyle brought it to her pussy.  She bucked slightly when he slid it into her, so he slapped her on her clit.  He slapped her again when she proved she didn't learn the lesson.  She once again gave in to his control.  He slid the vibrator in and out of her.  She was happy that the light hum of the motor drowned out her own moaning.  She was beginning to see the appeal of submission.

After a few silent orgasms, Angie opened the door and came into the room with three, men.  Stacy was shocked and began to tug on her shackles with no avail.  Kyle took out the vibrator and smacked her clit.  She still writhed and he took the whip and smacked her thighs until she stopped.  The men were laughing hysterically.

"I thought I told you to be good, Stacy," Angie said.  "I was going to tell these boys to behave with you, but now you proved yourself disobedient, so now these boys can have their way with you."

Tears flowed down her cheeks as she saw the men disrobe.  They were all young, maybe mid twenties.  One guy handed Angie a bunch of folded bills and she counted them out.  They were all completely naked and stepped up to the bed.  She yanked herself away when one of them touched her hip, drawing a quick smack of the whip from Kyle.  There was no use struggling.

The first guy crawled between her.  She saw his dick was covered with a condom, but it was thin and crooked.  He slid it around her slit and slipped it in.  She silently cried as he pounded away into her like an animal.  The angle of the cock stretched her sides and it felt very odd against inside her pussy, organic but almost not human.  He sucked and nibbled hard on her nipples.  They felt tender and raw.  He came with a gutteral croak and pulled his crooked cock out with him.

The next guy climbed up and slapped his long cock hard against her cunt.  She squirmed and he flicked her tit with his finger.  He slammmed his cock into her with one stroke.  It wasn't completely hard and the impact wasn't back when it slid into her cervix.  It was still uncomfortable, and his consistent slapping her wasn't helping her enjoy the activity.  He wasn't inside her more than a minute before he dumped his load into his condom.

The third guy whispered something to Angie and she nodded to Kyle.  He loosened her leg tethers and crawled up to her crotch.  He reached down and tugged on the brass colored ring sticking from her anus.  He tugged and one by one the beads slipped from her rectum.  He finished and tossed the beads on her dresser.  Stacy hoped her ass juices wouldn't ruin her runner.

Climbing on the bed the last guy lifted her legs high and positioned his short and thin cock against her asshole.  She looked questioningly to Kyle and Angie but they just smiled and watched as the man pushed his cock into her anus.  He let himself rest inside her for a moment before pulling out.  Her pussy was exposed and he strummed her lips.  He was rather gentle and Stacy was able to enjoy the tenderness of this butt fucking.  He spit on her slit and pushed two fingers into her.  He pushed in deep and pressed down.  He wanted to feel his cock sliding into her ass from within her pussy.  This sent him over the edge and he bucked, erupting in her bowels.  He pulled his fingers out and licked the froth from them, then pulled out.

The rest of the night followed suit.  Men would were escorted into her room by Angie and would fuck the hell out of Stacy.  None were allowed to enter her vagina without a condom but the ass was free reign.

A couple of guys wanted to double stuff Stacy.  One go underneath her, pushing his thin, but long cock into her numb asshole.  The other climbed between her and squeezed his thick pole into her snatch.  She cried but never resisted.  They slammed into her with force, filling her to a point where she thought she'd never recover.  

Two young kids, maybe twenty or so wanted to double stuff her ass alone.  Kyle aided them with ample lube, but they had a struggle squeezing their cocks against each other and into her ass.  They finally made it and fucked her in miniscule little thrusts.  The frequently touched each other and ended up kissing over Stacy's shoulder as they came in her ass, mutually soaking the others cock with their own seed.

A middle aged man came in bringing something folded under his arm.  Kyle took it and spread it underneath Stacy.  The man had a pudgy dick that he slowly worked into Stacy's ass.  Once lodged completely in, he rested there for sometime.  Suddenly she felt a rapid filling up of her colon with a warm liquid.  The man was pissing inside her ass.  Kyle and Angie snickered as they saw Stacy's eyes flash.  The man withdrew and sat Stacy on a water basin.  Kyle told her to release her ass.  A golden stream, mixed with cum slowly poured out of her ass, filling the basin.  When she was finish the man snapped a lid on the basin and then took and folded up the sheet Kyle placed underneath her.  He thanked them all and left.

This lasted throughout the night.  Several times she fell asleep between being fucked.  She would awaken every time, not knowing how she got into the situation.  She would end up struggling and Kyle would whip her into control.  There was no way of her knowing how many people fucked her, she estimated around 60.  She fell asleep once when a purple glow was filtering through the window.  She was being fucked by a bald guy while his wife was peeing on her chest.  She was so exhausted that she didn't even dream.

She awoke and her room was bright with sun.  She was curled up in her bed under some covers.  Her mouth was sore and her pussy and ass were worse.  She no longer had the shackles on and there was no sign of anybody in her apartment.  Getting out of bed she found her clothes neatly folded on the nightstand and her robe draped over her dresser.  She heard a scratching and got up, putting on her robe and walked through the apartment.  It was clean with no evidence of visitors.  Even her carpet appeared vacuumed and had no foot imprints anywhere.  She hesitantly made her way to the sound of the scratching.  She opened the door of the study and nearly jumped when her cat ran out.  

She started to think that the entire night was a dream.  Indeed none of it felt real.  She went to the kitchen and made herself coffee.  She looked at the clock, it was already noon.  Beside the microwave there was an envelope.  She was perplexed and looked inside.  It was stuffed with money and a little note.  She pulled it out and read it: "Stacy, here's your cut.  It was fun working with you. You're a great sport.  Hope you enjoyed it.  Kisses! A & K"

Stacy felt her cat paw at her leg for some food and she set the envelope down on the counter with a blank expression.

THE END

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