[ad_1]

I was fairly sure that John must have broken up with his girlfriend. It had been 4 days since he’d brutally introduced me to anal sex. I have to admit that I was hesitant for a bit but after confiding in a friend who told me that she had also tried anal and that it was truly just very painful, I convinced myself that he really hadn’t been intending to hurt me. And honestly, I probably didn’t have enough pain tolerance. I truly wondered she was out of the picture and that opportunities for John and me were finally opening up. This morning he texted me and asked if I’d meet up with him at a Mexican restaurant a couple of blocks from the gym. He messaged me in the morning asking for dinner plans. I wondered he was finally taking me on a date. I spent all day worrying about what to wear and being excited for what we would talk about. I fantasized about whether he’d ask me to be his girlfriend. I dreamed about being able to go out in public together, holding hands at the movies. I showed up to the restaurant he chose and saw his truck parked out front. I pulled up a few spaces away from him and started to head into the restaurant.
“Babe!”
I turned and looked towards his truck. He had rolled down his passenger window and was motioning for me to hop in. I hurried over to his truck thinking he might be wanting to give me a private hello before our date. As soon as I got in I realized I was wrong. He looked me up and down and smiled.
“Well you look hot. Why are you all dressed up?” My heart sank. I knew he had complimented me and as excited I was that he found me attractive, I could tell by the tone in his voice that I had very much misinterpreted this night and all of his intentions.
“You want to go to the park?”
He didn’t want to have dinner with me. This was just the easiest spot to pick me up. That’s okay, I reasoned. We hadn’t seen each other in a few days and my body was missing his like crazy. Besides, the idea of having sex with him in a less… brutal fashion was highly appealing. “Okay” I nodded. He backed out of the parking lot as I beeped my car lock from my keyring. The windows were down, the air was warm and I had to admit that as long as I was with him, I didn’t really care what we were doing. As soon as we were out on the main road he reached across the center console and placed his hand on my thigh and worked his way up under my skirt. He dropped his hand lower and hooked his thumb around the elastic in my thong, brushing against my dampening pussy. “I don’t like when you wear underwear around me.” He said it with a slight frown that made me question whether it was a flirtation or a command.
I ran my hands up my thighs, snatched the top band of my thong and slid it down over my legs and around my ankles. Without much of a wondered I glanced at the lacey thong hanging off of my fingertips and then tossed it straight out the window. “Yes, my bad” I said with a straight face. John whipped his head towards me with a giant smile spread across his face. “Wait.. did you just?” He was belly laughing hard, his body bent forward against the steering wheel. “Jesus, babe. You are a wild little thing.”
The compliment sent a rush of heat up my neck into my cheeks. I loved when I could feel his affection for me. We were passing by a department store, still about 5 minutes from the park. He pulled the truck into the parking lot and headed to the back. He parked near the dumpsters in the back and looked at me with fire in his eyes. “I want you now”
He didn’t have to ask me twice.I bent myself over his center console as he straddled the cupholder behind me and spread me open with his fingers. He shoved my tiny denim skirt up around my hips and ran the head of his cock against my dripping wet pussy. He shoved inside of me and we fucked hard and fast until we were both panting and out of breath and sticky with relief. He kissed me down the length of my spine and whispered “I want to see you again tonight.”
“Again?”
“I have two more sessions at the gym tonight. But I want to see you after” All of my hope that had been dashed earlier returned in full force.
“I have the house to myself tonight” I said quickly. He smiled at me and I melted.
“Okay” he kissed my forehead, “text me the address and make sure you don’t have underwear on this time”
He dropped me back off at my car and I drove home floating on cloud 9. He was falling for me, I could tell. My parents had left earlier that afternoon for a work event and dinner for my dad and because it was so far away, they were gonna stay the night in a hotel. I hoped maybe John would decide to stay the night with me once he got there. I briefly considered texting him about it but decided not to sound too willing and instead fired off a quick text with my address and then hopped in the shower.
A couple hours later I was waiting for John to arrive in tight spandex gym shorts, a sports bra, and knee high white athletic socks. I knew it was his favorite, especially when we ended up fucking and I was wearing nothing but those high socks. I heard his truck pull up and even though I tried not to appear too willing, I flung open the front door before he had even shut his truck door. As soon as I stepped out to the front step I stopped short and almost ran back inside. The passenger door was opening and another man was stepping out. Instinctively I threw my hands over my chest to cover myself, suddenly painfully aware of how ridiculous I looked. The passenger in the truck climbed out, caught sight of me and stopped short, scanning me up and down before shutting his door.
I saw John come around the front of the truck and his smile reached from ear to ear. “God, you are so fucking hot babe” He scooped me up into his arms and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He kissed me hard and I reciprocated for a moment before nuzzling into his neck and whispering “Who’s your friend?”
He tipped his head back to look at me. Over his shoulder I could see his friend standing awkwardly with his hands in his pockets, unsure of where to look or how to act.
“I’ve been bragging about you babe. Honestly, Brandon didn’t believe what I was telling him about you and I brought him here to see it for himself”
I blushed from the compliment but I wasn’t entirely sure what that meant for me for the rest of the night with John. Were we not gonna have sex? Was his friend gonna stay while we did? He didn’t have his own car there so I assumed that the only way he’d be able to leave was with John. My heart sank a little at the wondered.
I let both of them inside and showed them around the house a little. John stopped me as I was leading the way to the hallway with a hand on my shoulder. “Skip to your room babe.”
I led them both into my bedroom which was a room made from a converted garage and therefore massively oversized. In all honesty it was any teenagers dream. I had a queen size bed and dresser on one side, but on the other side of the room there was a giant beanbag chair, two plush floor rockers, and a giant tv. I shut the door behind us even though I knew we were alone and took a seat on one of the plush rockers. John sat on the beanbag chair and his friend stood next to him. “Come here” he motioned. I glanced at his friend nervously but did what he said. When I got close enough to him he grabbed my hips and settled me in a straddle over his lap. He quickly slid a finger inside of my shorts, while saying “oh you remembered my rule.”
I smiled into his neck and he ran his hands down my back into my shorts. He pressed his lips to my ear and whispered “I want my friend to see what I have. You’re going to show him how you fuck me, how bad you want me. And when he can’t stand watching anymore, I want you to let him see what it’s like”
I pulled back. “You want me to fuck him?”
He leaned in to begin kissing me. “I didn’t say that babe. I don’t know what I’ll let you do to him yet. I just want you to follow me lead”
My body felt cold as ice and it took every ounce of strength not to keep looking over and Brandon watching us. John started kissing me as he shoved a hand into my pants and spread my lips with his fingers. He hooked two fingers in me and started to stroke me with upward pressure the way he knew drove me wild. I started to forget about the stranger in the room and leaned in to his touch. He held the back of my neck with one hand, the other still stroking firmly inside of me as he kissed me hard. He pulled back and pushed me up so that I was sitting. He peeled off my sports bra and brought his mouth to my nipple, sucking hard. He whispered in my ear “show him how well you suck my dick.”
I slunk down his body and released his cock from his shorts. I bent over him, sucking each one of his balls slowly while I ran my hand over his shaft. I licked up the entire length of him and then swirled my tongue around the head. I plunged my mouth down over him and swallowed him deep in my throat until I heard him moan. I sucked and stroked up and down, slowly cupping and releasing his balls as I did it. I looked up at him as I deep throated him again and we made eye contact as his body shuddered with pleasure. “Show him” he commanded. I turned my body a bit so that Brandon had a better view of his dick sliding all the way into his mouth and into my throat.
“Suck his dick” I looked up at him and apparently didn’t mask my hesitation. He stroked my hair and said “I want him to be so ridiculously jealous of what I get to have.”
I felt myself getting wetter. I wanted to be his prized possession. I sat back on my legs for a moment and John slid out from under me, his cock still rock hard and glistening with my spit. Brandon, somewhat nervously edged into place in front of me and looked at me with a questioning stare. Empowered by John’s pride in me I set out to show the prize I was. I lifted his shirt and kissed down his stomach as I unzipped his pants and shoved them down under his hips. His dick was already hard. Not quite as big as John’s and I knew John was proud of that. I wrapped my hand around the base of it as I swirled my lips and tongue around the head. I heard him gasp. I took his entire length in my throat, he slid even farther down than John did. I pressed my lips against his pubic hair and swallowed hard with him inside me. “Holy shit” he moaned. I continued to suck his dick with enthusiasm, running my tongue up and down the length of him and cupping my lips around the head of his dick, sucking gently as I stroked his balls. I felt his body starting to tense under me and I knew I could finish him quickly. I started deep throating him again but then felt a hand on my butt. John had his hands in the elastic of my shorts and was sliding them down over my hips. He pushed them down and hooked them under my bent knees and then gently forced my legs aside. “Don’t stop babe. But I’m going to make sure you remember who owns you”
I released my mouth from Brandon’s dick and shot him a look backwards over my shoulder. “I’ll never forget that you’re the one who owns me.” He met my eyes with passion and thrust himself inside of me. I turned around and shoved my mouth back down around Brandon’s dick, causing him to squirm in pleasure. “Fucking christ, John” he groaned. “Where did you find her?”
John didn’t answer him but he gripped my hips just a little tighter and I could feel his pride radiating through his finger tips. He thrust into me with deep, slow shoves that sent my body shaking with anticipation. Even though I had my mouth on Brandon’s cock I was so aware that John was my owner in that moment. “Yes baby” I gasped around Brandon’s dick. “Fuck me just like that.” He reached around to my clit and started stroking in a strong fast rhythm. My body started to tense and I was moaning louder and louder, choking on Brandon’s cock, shoving it farther and farther into my throat as I braced to release. Brandon tensed beneath me and started to groan louder and louder. “Holy shit. Oh my god. I’m going to cum.” John snapped to attention. “Don’t you fucking cum in her. Any of her”
I heard it just in time as I felt Brandon’s dick recoil in preparation to explode. I lifted my mouth and gripped the base of his shaft just in time to release his cum in hot sticky bursts onto his stomach. He groaned as he finished and his dick pulsated with release. My mouth was sore and my lips were swollen from the effort. John grabbed my hips and flipped me around onto my back, landing only a foot from Brandon. He cupped my face in his hands. “God you’re such a good girl, babe” He spread my legs and shoved two fingers in me as he looked over at Brandon who was still watching us. “Can you believe this girl? Can you believe she does whatever I say? He shoved his two fingers into me and then spread them apart as he pulled them back out, gaping my lips as he did. “Look at this fucking pussy. It’s mine” I could feel myself dripping with desire. His pride in me was everything I wanted.
And as he said it he spread my legs farther and pressed his hands to my inner thighs, holding me wide open. He thrust into me several times before releasing the pressure on my thighs so that I could wrap my legs back around him. As soon as I did he shoved back into me and my entire body started to shake. I arched my back and he pinched my nipple as he continued to push into me with long, steady strokes. I let go in an orgasm that unraveled me from head to toe. My entire body shook with passion and I screamed for him as he shoved me over the edge and I covered us in my hot, sweet, release. As I screamed his name his body tensed and I felt him following me into orgasm. “Yes, you’re fucking mine” He groaned at me as he shoved his dick inside me as far as he could and coated my insides in his cum. He lay on top of me for a minute before he pulled his head back to look at me. He looked down at me with gentle eyes and whispered “You’re amazing, babe.”
He and Brandon cleaned themselves up and I walked out with them to John’s truck. I followed him to the driver’s side and before he got in he scooped me up one last time. He kissed me hard and then whispered in my ear “I love when I get to show my friends what a slut you are for me.”
I really barely heard the razors in that sentence. I was so consumed by his want for me and his pride in my performance that I didn’t really care what context that was in. I walked back into my house tingling from head to toe. John was getting me to do things I never would have wondered feasible even 3 months ago. In my head, every step I took with him brought me one step closer to being the girl he couldn’t live without. And truthfully, I would have done anything at all to be that girl for him.
———

Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed. Part 6 coming soon!

NSFW: yes

[ad_2]