The Ad (part 1)
Maybe it was the sheer anonymity of it. Or maybe it was just
the thought of having four different guys fuck me in every
hole in one session. But I couldnt get the ad out of my mind;
no matter how hard I tried.
Anonymous no-holes-barred gang bang, it said. Four
men to serve you. Your wildest fantasies cum true!
Of course I was suspicious. I mean, who wouldnt be? Had
to be some pay site. And even if it was for real, how could
I be sure Id be safe? I mean, anything could happen. Sure,
Id always wanted to be fucked by a group of guys... pulling
a train, as theyd called it in my college days, when Id
been too scared to try it.
By the time Id come close to working up the nerve, Id already
met Craig. My safe, secure college boyfriend turned into
my dull, boring vanilla marriage, with a man who thought
fucking was something you did Sundays if there were no good
games on TV. And not that Id wanted kids anyway; which I
suppose was a good thing, in retrospect; but you sure couldnt
make babies by sitting around waiting for the Bulls to lose.
Id walked out on Craig two years ago, and Id even screwed
a few guys Id met online; but I still hadnt worked up the
nerve to really cut loose and have fun.
After a week had gone by and I hadnt been able to think about
anything but that ad, I finally answered it. Bit my fingernails
for two days waiting for the reply.
When the answer finally came, I was surprised at how nice,
how intelligent the guy sounded. We met for coffee and I
was surprised again here was a good-looking, educated
professional guy who was perfectly content to chat about
the weather over lattes with me, both of us knowing all the
while why we were both really there.
We went to dinner later that week, and wed gotten all the
way to dessert before I finally got up the nerve to ask.
There are really four of you? And you really will... I mean...
you want me to... I looked down at my crme brulee, feeling
shy despite the wine wed had with dinner.
As much or as little as you want, he responded gently,
squeezing my hand. As rough, or as gentle, as you like.
Its all about pleasing and being pleased.
H-how rough? It came out in a whisper. I mean, Ive always
wanted well, its a fantasy. I want...
His hand was suddenly on my thigh. I felt my pussy gush; a
feeling I hadnt had in far too long.
If you want rough, he said, We can deliver.
Five minutes later we were in the back of his car, his hands
fisted in my hair as his cock rammed me hard from behind.
Hed been prepared to wait as long as I wanted; but I was tired
of waiting; and when hed tried to kiss me in the parking
lot, Id reached for his dick. In one swift move, hed torn
the buttons off my blouse and was manhandling my tits and
I was moaning, my tongue mashed against his, begging him
to give me more, more, more
He drove me home afterwards, one hand inside my blouse the
whole way. Pinching my nipples, tugging at them, as my torn
blouse gaped open, exposing me. My pussy was throbbing,
full of his cum and mine, but I still wanted, needed, more.
I invited him up, not even pretending it was for coffee.
He carried me straight to my bed, shredding my clothes as
we went, our mouths locked together in a long, deep kiss.
By the time he threw me onto my bed, I was naked, my legs splaying
lewdly. I begged him to fuck me again, hard and fast. He ordered
me to get on my knees.
He grabbed my hips with both hands and sank his cock balls-deep
inside me in one swift stroke. I shrieked, nearly coming,
and he began ramming me rhythmically, hard, fast, his balls
making slapping noises as they connected with my soaked
clit. My tits swung and jerked to the rhythm of his fucking.
Tell me you want it in your ass, baby, he grunted, never
slowing down his fucking.
Yes! I cried out.
How bad do you want it?
More than anything! Please, please fuck my ass! Fuck it
right now! Please!
Hard and fast?
YES! I screamed.
He was only too glad to comply. Pulling out of my cunt, with
a wet sucking sound, he positioned his cockhead at the entrance
of my too-long-neglected asshole. I flexed as much as I
could; and slowly, fingers digging into my hips, he pressed
forward.
It took a few minutes to work all the way in, but by the time
he was sunk to the hilt in the depths of my tight ass, I was
in ecstasy. Tears were streaming down my face, and a steady
stream of juice was dripping from my cunt.
Now, I begged. Fuck me. Fuck my ass.
You really are a little slut, arent you? he chuckled.
He drew back, then gently slid forward again.
Yes! Oh god, YES! I cried.
Does it feel good, slut?
Yes! I love it! Please... harder!
Slowly he sped up, fucking me a little deeper, a little faster,
with each stroke. Soon he was fucking me at full speed, slamming
his cock into my stretched asshole, and I was on the brink
of the biggest, hardest orgasm Id had in years.
Touch... my clit... please, I begged. I... need...
please!
He reached down with one hand, idly flicked my clit with
his fingers as he rammed his cock in and out of my ass. At the
first touch, the orgasm burst within me and I began screaming
In no time, I felt his cum pulsing into my ass as I gushed onto
the bed. We both collapsed, and he stroked my back and neck
gently as I caught my breath.
Finally, I rolled over and looked up at him. We were both
smiling. He touched my face, leaned down to kiss me, and
said, My friends are just going to love you...
To Be Continued...
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