The Classified Ad 7 (MFf humil) by Foxbat



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The Classified Ad 7 (MFf humil) by Foxbat



   I had just finished doing my dinner dishes when Will let himself in.  I'd given him a key several weeks ago in hopes that he might surprise me sometime.  We were still on the once-a-week schedule - I think mostly because it was yet another humiliation.  It let him give me the illusion that he had six other girls, that I was only a small part of his life, undeserving of more of his attention.  For my part, I never asked directly to see more of him because I was worried that it might ruin the magic.  If I demanded too much, he might never come at all.

   But that's not to say I didn't know how much our sessions meant to him.  I was fairly certain that he spent each week anticipating our evening together in the same way I did.  Some nights were planned and elaborate, but some were also very improvised.  Last week, for example, he was waiting for me to get out of the shower when he found a thing of my lipstick out on the counter.  When I came out, he marked up my body, designating exactly where cocks should be inserted and what each part of me was good for.  When he ran out of space, he made me kneel on the floor and fucked my face, brutally and deeply, until he came on my face.  I was allowed masturbate myself to orgasm, my legs spread wide, my head still locked between is legs, his balls in my mouth.

   I thought this weekend would be much the same.  Will was earlier than usual, so I hadn't had a chance to shower.  He kissed me roughly and manhandled my breasts just to tease me.  He told me to go shower, but to put on a blindfold before I left the bedroom.  He said we might be having a guest.

   ***

   I showered, making sure I was clean everywhere he might inspect.  I removed the last two days' worth of stubble from my pussy, so it would be hairless and smooth.  When I came out, I picked a red scarf and tied the blindfold.  I'd learned earlier not to cheat.

   Guided by memory and touch, I walked hesitatingly out of the bedroom, naked save the blindfold, feeling my way into the living room.  I had taken two steps towards the middle of the room when I heard his voice, very near, commanding me to stop.  There was a pause, and then *CRACK* he slapped me across the face.  I felt my face flush as blood rushed upwards, but I didn't touch my face.  I guess he wanted to make sure I didn't flinch and that the blindfold was in place.  But I felt very vulnerable, standing naked and blind.  I heard him move back the couch and sit.

   "Show us your cunt."

   I turned so my back was towards him, spread my legs, and bent slowly at the waist.  I reached back with my hands to spread my ass cheeks.

   "Tell us what it's good for."

   I thought for a moment, imagining a crowd of people in the room watching, seeing me in this position and about to hear my confession of sluttiness.

   "This cunt likes to be fucked, especially by your cock.  It is always horny and often wet."

   "Show us your other two holes and tell me what they're good for."

   I shifted my hands further up on my ass cheeks.

   "This is your worthless slut's asshole.  It also likes being fucked by your cock."

   I turned around, and knelt, keeping my legs apart.  I opened my mouth and spoke without fully closing it, causing my consonants to distort and my vowels to run together.

   "-is is -our shluss's mouth....  it is good -or -ucking -oo."

   There was a pause and then I felt something cold and rubbery hit me.  I felt around on the floor for it - it was a latex dildo.

   "Fuck yourself, slut.  So we can see how dirty you are and how little self-control you have."

   I slowly pushed the cold rubber into my pussy which was drenched in anticipation.  I shivered, imagining it was a real cock, imagining it was against my will, imagining that all sorts of people were watching.  Will liked to play mind games and often whispered into my ear as he fucked me about how everyone would see what a whore I was - how my friends, my family, my church were watching me - so the use of the plural didn't particularly bother me.

   After a few minutes, I was close to orgasm.  My hands moved between stimulating my clit and playing with my breasts.   I knew I had to ask permission to come and I was trying to assemble the necessary request when Will said, "stop."

   He commanded me to stand and approach the couch.  My legs were wobbly as I tried to keep them pressed together so the dildo wouldn't fall out.  I stopped when I felt his hand on me, gently exploring my folds around the dildo.  He slowly pushed the dildo back inside as I spread my legs to accommodate him.  I felt his other hand gently pinching my clit and pulling on my labia.  I'd always been somewhat self-conscious and embarrassed about my fleshy inner labia and Will loved to pull on them, treating them as a external manifestation and symbol of my inner whore.

   I was rapidly approaching orgasm as the dildo was pistoning up into me and abuse of my clitoris and lips continued.  I could hear Will whispering dirty epithets to me as hands tweaked my rock-hard nipples and squeezed my breasts.  I was just stuttering out my plea to orgasm when I felt a finger push into my asshole.  My body was on fire and my mind obliterated by the sensations.  It felt like a thousand hands were molesting me out of the dark simultaneously in a blur of pleasure.

   I cried out as I orgasmed, struggling to remain standing as the hands continued their assault.  It was in the midst of the second wave of my orgasm that I realized the hand-plurality was not imaginary but real.  Before my rational mind could process this, I tripped over into another mind blowing orgasm.

   ***

   The next thing I remember was hearing a woman's voice saying, "You weren't kidding when you told me how slutty this cunt is."

   I was lying on the floor, and I felt Will's hand pulling my head up by my hair, saying "Slut - this is my good friend Claudia.  I thought you might enjoy her participation one evening, and I can see I was right."

   Through the post-orgasmic haze it finally sunk in that another girl had not only watched me show off each of my orifices and ask to be fucked, but had also brought me to a humiliating orgasm and watched that as well.  For a moment I felt anger towards Will swell up in me - how dare he bring in someone else and expose me.  The anger subsided though, as I realized how he had merely been fulfilling a fantasy of mine, one we had discussed on numerous occasions.  I probably didn't know this Claudia and would probably never see her again.  And besides, the whole thing was over.

   Will still had his hand in my hair.  "What do you say to the nice lady who helped you get off," he asked.  I mumbled a thank-you.

   Which was apparently not the right answer.  Will pulled harder on my hair, prodding my chest with his shoe.  

   "Thanks is the best you can come up with?  Don't you think that's kind of rude after all she did for you?  Hm?"

   I didn't know quite what he wanted me to say.

   "Don't you think you should ask her if there's anything you can do for her?  Wouldn't that be more polite?"

   I could hear the snear and smile in his voice.  I asked, albeit with hesitation and reluctance, "Miss Claudia, is there anything I can do for you?"

   I heard her respond, as she hitched her dress up making a rustling sound:  "Yes you can, you dumb bitch.  You can fucking eat my box out right now.  God I'm horny..."

   Her voice was rich with confidence and entitlement, low and husky, saturated with lust.  I knew Will was waiting for my response.  I tried to shake my head that I didn't want to, to signal to him that things were going to far.  I wasn't a lesbian, or even really bi, and I found the thought of performing cunnilingus on another woman mildly revolting.

   I felt his hand tighten on my hair a moment before the slap landed.  Unlike the one that tested my blindfold, this one was heavy and meant business.  There's that moment of disorientation after a slap lands before your body can respond, and in that brief second his hand and slid down to my nipple which he was now twisting hard as his thumb nail dug in painfully.  I heard him hiss in my ear, in that voice that demands absolute obedience where each word is individually punctuated, "You. Will. Ask. Her. To. Let. You. Eat. Her. Cunt."

   Never had he said anything so forceful before, such a raw order.  Before I could answer, he slapped me hard again and released my nipple.  I touched my face where the blows had landed.  I was sitting on the floor of my living room, naked and blindfolded, about to have my first sexual experience with another woman.  

   I pictured myself, on my knees with my face buried in this strange woman's crotch, with Will looking on, wondering if I could really do it.  My face still stung from where Will had hit me.  I shifted my weight and became suddenly aware of the renewed wetness between my legs.

   FUCK.  I felt my face turning red as my body's betrayal sank in.  I felt like Will would know for sure, that he and my body had conspired against me.  

   My words came out all trembly and sounded pathetic against everyone else's confidence.  "This slut would like to go down on you, Miss Claudia."

   ***  

   I crawled forward, unable to see my destination with the blindfold still in place.  I could smell the muskiness before I felt her hands on my head, guiding my forward.  My nose brushed with public hair, and I tentatively extended my tongue and was surprised when it met only more pubic hair.  I shifted lower, thinking I was too high.  With an exasperated sigh of impatience, Claudia grabbed my hair and jammed my head forward.  I felt my nose sink into her very wet folds.

   "Start licking, you cunt," she growled.

   I stuck my tongue out again, feeling the groove of her labia and tracing upwards trying to find the nub at the top.  I ran my tongue back and forth over her clit, trying not to lose it as I heard her breathing become labored.  I pushed a finger into her vagina, working it slowly in and out in time with my tongue flicks.

   She muttered quiet encouragements:  "That's right you whore... get move that tongue... good little lesbo..."

   I was slowly becoming aroused (consciously, that is, since my body had long since made its position clear).  I thrilled a little bit with each dirty name she called me, and I pictured Will looking on.  I still didn't like the idea of rug munching, but I liked the fact that I was depraved, desperate, enough to be doing it.  That I had so little willpower that I could be made to.  That I was such a slut, I would even lick pussy just to get my fix from Will.

   I could feel her pubic hair in my mouth as she moaned and ground against my face.  I could also feel the breeze against my own, freshly shaved, pussy.  The symbolism was not lost on me: my bare shaved pussy was an external sign of my internal sluttiness - my eager willingness to get fucked by anyone who would; her hairy pussy told the world she could get laid in spite of her not shaving.

   I felt her legs close around my head as I continued to work my finger in time with my tongue.  I alternated between swirling around her clit and taking long strokes up her slit, dragging my tongue through her sensitive wet folds.  I suspected she might be close to coming.

   I spread my legs wider, feeling my own labia open slightly.  I couldn't hear anything now because of Claudia's legs, and being so open and vulnerable, especially since I didn't know where Will was exactly, was exciting.  I was tempting him to fuck me as I humiliatingly serviced Claudia.

   He must have moved earlier, because, with no warning whatsoever, I was fully penetrated in a single stroke.  I screamed into Claudia's pussy as Will began hammering away at my pussy, driving me forward with hard, forceful strokes.  My nose was jammed against her pubic bone as I ground my tongue against her clit.

   Claudia's legs spasmed as she came, giving me momentary clips of sound - the sloppy slurping sound of her and Will ravenously kissing above me.  In that moment, my enjoyment of being fucked was overridden by a feeling that I was just some big fucktoy for the two of them, a mutual masturbation aid, a human condom.  I came hard at the idea of being used like that, of being such a whore that my only use was for other's pleasure, of two people knowing together how cheap and weak I am.  I thrashed against Claudia, no longer trying to satisfy her, as my breath came in ragged gasps reeking of cunt drawn between the seal my face had made with her wet labia.

   I came again as Will slowly but firmly invaded my asshole, stopping at full penetration to release his load.  The world exploded in sharp colors as the sensation of fullness combined with my lack of breath intensified the experience.







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