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Five and Ten: Megan's Story
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Five and Ten:
(or) Megan's Story
[An Erotic Story by Deiter Pennmann]
As usual, I found myself drunk out of my skull one
Friday night. I had been at my boyfriend's for a party. I
was having a great time there, talking, drinking, mingling,
drinking: I really overdid it.
Jim, my boyfriend had to leave to get more beer. He
shouldn't have because not ten minutes after he left I was
"kidnapped" and carried out to a van and driven for quite a
while to a cabin far on the outskirts of town. Once there I
realized that I was to be the sex toy for a number of Jim's
acquaintances.
They locked me in a bedroom over night to let me sober
up. I had a bathroom so I was not uncomfortable in any way.
There was a bed too. It was big and firm and smelled a
little dusty.
In the morning I came to fully realize that I was a sex
slave now. A handsome man, Kevin his name was, unlocked the
door and let me out. He fed me breakfast, then the action
began.
He overpowered me and tied me to a chair in the back
bedroom in which I had been held. He was gentle and did not
force himself on me. Kevin went to the window and pulled the
shade down, then he proceeded to unbutton his shirt. He had
a strong, shapely body with excellent muscle definition.
Then he took off his pants and began strutting back and forth
in only his tight, prick-sling jockey shorts. Secretly I
loved watching his walk around, wondering at the size of the
dick that was only a puff in his shorts now.
Rather abruptly he dropped his underpants off and went
to the bed and lay on it. He stared at me intently,
obviously fantasizing. His dick grew hard as he fondled it
gently, stroking his hand up and down, masturbating himself
toward orgasm.
I stared in amazement. My fears about bondage and being
a sex toy had disappeared. Now I wanted Kevin's cock. I
could feel my pussy warm and moisten as he spread his legs
and stroked himself slowly. Why couldn't I do the stroking?
Hell, I'd bury him so deep in me I'd taste his cum when the
time came!
Kevin stopped long before he would cum and untied me,
knowing I would not resist. He stripped me gently, his rough
hands feeling my curves, checking my wetness.
Kevin brought me over to the bed and pushed me onto my
back. He knelt over me on hand and knees and stared into my
face. I looked away first; not left, right or up, but down
at his beating cock, a large shaft of stiff flesh ready to
fuck me up. He knew then that I wanted him.
His warm lips met mine. If he was half as good a fucker
as he was a kisser, I would shit myself with pleasure.
Forever we sucked face, trading tongue's like children trade
secrets. Then he slowly moved Southward, nibbling my
quivering chin, finding my soft neck and pecking at it,
drawing tiny circles with his tongue at the nape.
He found my large breasts and began suckling my hard
right nipple, then switched to the left one, as if he had
emptied the first. His hand held my sides as he maneuvered
ever downward.
I admired the thickness of his hair as he worked at my
stomach, already causing temblors of orgasmic energy to fly
in all directions through my body. I could not longer see
his stallion's penis from my angle, though I could almost
feel the heat radiating from it's blood-engorged tissues.
Kevin took his hands and pushed my legs apart, then he
took his thumbs and spread my cunt. As his mouth dove into
me, working at my pink bud and causing me to moan with
pleasure, I felt his furry scrotum brush against my leg.
Wetness from his dick dripped onto the sheets, spreading in a
stain.
I grabbed the back of his head and tried to guide his
motions for the greatest pleasure. His tongue was magical.
He had no apprehensions about eating pussy. His whole face
became one instrument of pleasure. I felt the tension of
orgasm beginning to build.
Kevin stopped and looked up at me. I smiled and arched
my back a little, tilting my hips forward and my tits up.
Kevin slid up and looked me in the face. I wrapped my legs
around him and felt his cock touch the outer limits of my hot
cunt. I smelled his sweat as I made out with him madly. I
gyrated a bit and got the tip of his rod into me.
He began thrusting, slowly increasing depth and speed.
I could feel the dryness of his initial strokes become well-
lubricated tugs and pushes. His glans brushed against my
clit on the out-stroke, sending me reeling. As he pushed in,
I could hear him groan a little and get weak.
Rhythmic thrusts turned to two bodies working in unison
to maximize pleasure. I nearly screamed as his balls whacked
my body as his cock slid its whole length across my love-pea,
bringing me to a gushing orgasm.
Kevin thrust for quite some time more, as I writhed in
pleasure. I hardly knew he had spleeked in me. I suddenly
felt warmth trickling down my cunt towards my ass and smelled
semen in the air- raw and bleach-like.
Kevin pulled out when he had become too soft to thrust
anymore. He cuddled me tenderly for a while, then left the
room without comment.
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oo
I lay quietly for hours, naked and warm. Gently I
probed my bush, feeling Kevin's cum inside me. I drew my
fingers out and licked them clean, then replaced them.
Sometime around noon, I guess, another guy came into the
room. "My name is Tim. I brought you some lunch. My dick
is 10 inches." I ate the sandwich he had brought me like I
hadn't eaten in days. In truth, I actually felt full from
the sex I had had with Kevin. In a way I was; Kevin had
filled me full of his white juice. Anyways, Tim watched as I
ate. He was dressed in only a pair of shorts and a T-shirt.
I would soon discover that was THE only thing he was wearing.
After I finished, Tim came over to me and began
massaging my full breasts. I resisted at first, but his
touch was firm and purposeful. I succumbed.
As Tim worked at my body, I noticed a lump growing in
his shorts. It was clearly defined and he looked big from
what I could reconnoiter. As I admired the wet stain of pre-
cum soaking through his shorts, he unexpectedly jammed his
strong thumb up my pussy and began finger-fucking me. My box
exploded with juice as he worked at my pink folds.
At last I could stand it no longer. I found the
strength to drag Tim's shorts down and off and to literally
tear his shirt off, ripping all the buttons away. What
greeted me was a huge 10-inch pecker studded with veins
extending off a gorgeous pile of pubic hair that hid a loose
bag of big testicles.
I reached out and traced my index finger around his
dick. His glans was wet wear pre-cum had smeared all over
it. I bent forward and took the throbbing pink head in my
mouth. I tasted the saltiness of him as I took more of him
into my mouth. My tongue worked wildly at the sensitive
areas of his wang. Tim fell back on the bed and lay flat to
allow me to pleasure him to the best of my ability.
When he finally blew a huge wad of thick semen into my
mouth, I could stand it no longer. I swallowed hard then
mounted myself onto his tower of power. I jammed his full
length into me, feeling the sticky pull of my fluids mingled
with Kevin's hours-old cum. Slowly I rode Tim listening to
the squishy slide of our moist genitals. As I sawed away at
my clit with his cock, I moaned low and deeply.
I saw stars when I finally climaxed. Tim seemed
surprised to feel my pussy clamp his prick hard at my orgasm.
He moaned in delight as my juices poured onto him.
We remained coupled until his dick was limp. I tried to
get it hard again but he was spent. Tim left the room naked;
I watched his cock bob back and forth as he walked out.
o o
O<===
oo
I was given dinner by Tim who had since dressed. I
longed to watch TV or something; I had been sexed out. So I
though. Around 9 PM, Doug walked in. He was wearing only a
thin bathrobe. He wasted no time.
Doug threw off his robe and walked toward me jerking his
quickly stiffening penis. He rolled me on my stomach and
prodded near my asshole. I lifted my body a little and got
him headed for my cunt. He quickly slid in me and began
pumping away. He reached around at some point and squeezed
my breasts. I could look back and see his powerful hips
powering his staff into me. His hairy chest hid stiff
nipples. As I looked down, I was able to see my dew-covered
cunt spread gracefully by his glistening cock.
I tried to roll over but Doug slapped my ass hard. This
came as a shock, and I did not try it again. The man at my
rear began breathing deeply and noisily. I felt warm liquid
at my crotch and watched as Doug's extracted dick blasted my
crotch with jizzum. A gooey drip of whiteness hung from his
penis like a pearly clot.
After realizing the mess he had made by cumming outside
my body, Doug made me suck his dick until it was virtually
blue. Literally he went away clutching his member as I
finished clearing my mouth of his cum.
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The next morning I awoke with Doug, Tim and Kevin at my
feet. Doug was rubbing his hard prick down with some
Vaseline. Tim was masturbating slowly. Kevin was flexing
his muscles and gyrating his hips.
Doug crawled up to me and jammed his lips against mine
as Tim dove toward my pussy. As he ate me out, Kevin slid
his way into my box. Tim now licked at both our coupled
genitals.
Tim found out it was too hard to get at two people
mating, so he came up to my face, pushed Doug away and jammed
his pecker into my wet mouth. He fired prematurely and
nearly choked me with his salty spoo.
Kevin virtually screamed as he came in me. I was loving
it.
Doug allowed me to rub his erect prick until it spurted
love cream and showered me with it. My hand was covered in
goo.
When they had finished with me, they dressed me and took me
back to my boyfriend's apartment. Jim and I made mad and
passionate love to celebrate out reunion.
The End
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