0 comments/ 39384 views/ 6 favorites Three Men & a Lady By: DreamingDancer Sometimes I just feel like fucking. I don’t want to wait for the foreplay or the “warming things up” portion or anything. I just want to walk on a street, see a guy, grab him and go into a dark corner or alley or car and get my brains fucked out. It’s not very lady like, I know. But I don’t care. Sometimes I don’t feel like being treated like a lady. Last night I was in one of those moods. I told my husband that I was going out, slinked into a leather mini, put on a sluttly halter top, a pair of heels, and of course some make up. I looked like a whore. A dirty filthy whore. When I looked in the mirror, I knew that I was in for some trouble, but hey… I figure might as well go and get it. The kind of guy that is going to want me like this is the same kind that will take it on some unwilling woman who will be traumatized. I might as well take her place, and like it more than him. I drove down to a dive bar in the bad part of LA. I knew I would get something here. I parked the black BMW and locked it then made sure I heard the alarm sound and walked in. The place was dirty, it smelled like brewery and had the look that it never closed. Outside there were three bikes parked. Not nice bikes, but wanna be souped up rice rockets. The guys inside would cream for a nice Harley, but settled for the smaller crappier version out of ignorance. Thankfully I wasn’t looking for a brain surgeon. I lit up a cigarette and surveyed the inside of the bar from the door. There was a smog like layer of smoke in the room and three pool tables that had enough guys playing around it to suit six. Behind that there was a long hallway that looked to lead to a bar and the dinner tables. Benches rather. I walked back, making sure to pass the boys playing pool and waited to hear them follow me. Sure enough, in less than a minute down the hall I hear three loud sets of boots hitting the cement flooring. I smiled to myself and led them to the bar. “Tequila!” I called to the bar tender over the loud voices. I turned around and played like I was waiting for someone. I mean, I was, just not anyone in particular. “Excuse me ma’am” came a husky and drunk voice from over my shoulder. I turned and looked. There were three large white lumbering men standing there. They would do. “Yes” “Well, my friends and I were having a bet. I bet you were lost.” “I know where I am and you lose. What did your friend think?” I cooed. “He said you were here to get fucked.” He said as he placed his hand on my right knee. “Did he win?” I smiled and replied, “I certainly didn’t come to a shithole like this for conversation.” And turned to drink my shot. His hand moved up my thigh slowly, while his friends snickered. I could smell their breath from where I was. There was something about the whiskey and the smoke and the sweat that was perspiring from them, that was making me wet at the thought of them. I touched his hand and spread my legs crack to give him the idea. “So you think you boys can do something about it?” The right then he came in with his burly and drunken self and kissed me in front of his friends. I opened my legs wider and he shoved his hands up my skirt. His thick hands quickly moved my thong to the side and he shoved his hand in me. His hands were thick and wide, but he solidly fit three in while his friends stood there snickering like high school boys and watched. I smiled at them as their friend shoved his hand deeper inside me. The thought of them watching made me wetter and wetter. I smiled again as I came all over the hand inside me. I couldn’t take it anymore. I took his hand out of me and licked my juice off of his finger. “Oh my god, she’s a little slut” one of the guys squealed. “I can’t believe you just did that!!” the other one, who was obviously aroused snickered. I looked at them as if you say, “What are you going to do about it?” They obviously were too dumbstruck or drunk though to take the hint, so I hopped off the bar stool and told them to follow me. I led them out the back door to the barren parking lot behind the place and stood against the wall. The two boys who hadn’t had a turn bolted for me and like animals started to grab my breasts and ass over the clothes. They kissed my neck and bit my nipples. Slowly there in the open my clothes were slipping off and being pulled down and I was exposed enough for one of the other men to have their turn. I closed my eyes for a second and felt their savage roaming of my body. Someone lifted up my leg, holding it, and stuck what must have been four fingers in my hole. My cunt was being pounded by someone’s hand and I was loving it. With his fingers he pounded me, as he chewed on my one exposed breast and muttering in between such profane and derogatory names. I let him go at me as I moaned for more. “Give me more, Give me more” I moaned over and over again. And then I opened my eyes and heard one of the other guys unzip their pants. I was still upright, being held by the wonderful man who was banging the hell out of my cunt now with nearly his whole hand. Then I felt him literally being pulled away. I moaned again, from he lack of pounding to my wet hole. I nearly tumbled to the side from losing my balance, but was caught. It was the first man again. He lifted me effortlessly and close to him and slid his enormous cock into me. With my back against the wall slightly and him holding my weight and pounded myself into him. I could here the other guys in the background, but couldn’t see them around the shadow of this enormously large, muscular, and well endowded bastard that was fucking the hell out of me. “Fuck man, it’s my turn…. Let me have a slice of that bitch….” They were whining, along with the complementary, “Fuck her, Fuck that bitch hard”. I loved hearing them talk about me like this. It made me impale myself harder and faster and this man. My breath was quick and I was getting tired, but I was frantic. I had to keep fucking him. With every insertion there was a shot of fire into me. I was so hot and I kept going. He finally let out a little moan, and his grip on me was failing. I felt him hot and wet inside of me. As it came in some was dripping out, there was so much. It was so fulfilling, but I knew I had more men to go. I had to be fair. He set me down and stepped back and placed his cock back in his pants. My skirt was hiked up a little, exposing the tops of my legs and I could feel his come running down my legs. My insides were still wanting more though. I turned around and bent over with my hands up against the wall. I never saw who was the next to fuck me. I felt his cock go in me. He was rock hard and pounded furiously in my cunt as he leaned over and under and grabbed my tits. We got a motion, and I plunged back into him each time he wasn’t going in deep enough. “Fuck me, you little bastard. Fuck me. Fuck me. Harder…..:” I spat through clentched teeth. “Uhhh… Uhhh.. I think I’m going to cum…” was all I heard. “Oh no you won’t, not yet. Hold on, Fuck me!” I nearly yelled at him. The guys from behind here chanting him on and when I looked down I saw the other guy standing there in the light of the lot ready. His zipper was already down and his cock was in his hand. He was ready and so was I. Right then, the cock that was inside of me let loose. I could feel it warm inside me and his whole body shaked for a second as he jolted harder to make sure it was all out. He limped over on top of me, panting. When I stood up, he nearly fell over and his friends laughed a little. The third man walked over to me with his stiff cock in hand. “Can you take any more?” he asked me, with almost a concerned look on his face. I simply looked at him. I was happy that the five minute boy had been taken care of already. This man had the look like he knew what he was doing. I never said anything though. I simply coyly smiled at him and dropped to my knees. I took his cock in my hands and guided it into my mouth. He stood there allowing me to suck on it. I played with the head with my tongue alternately with pushing my whole face into it and nearly swallowing it. I felt his hand reach to the back of my head and grap my hair. I moaned for him to guide me and he obeyed. We started off with slow but deep penetrations that quickly picked up the pace. I would have sucked him off, but I could not take it anymore. I wanted him inside of me. I looked up at him and asked him how he wanted me. He came down to my level, threw me back and spread open my legs. The ground was asphalt and was cold and hard and I arched a bit. “Relax” he said and then kneeled down and licked my wet clit. From the ground I looked up at the two men now standing over us. The five minute boy was hard again and looking down at me with his jaw open. “You can jerk it off on me while you watch” I offered and then took my attention back to the man on top of me. He slid his cock in me hard and left it there for a second. I waited and watched him. For me playing the part of a slut for the evening, this was the most intimate I had ever been in this situation. I looked up at him as he held himself hard inside of me. His dark brown eyes just stared at me for a moment, and then he began to move. I closed my eyes again for full enjoyment. His teeth came down on my breasts and he rhythmically inserted himself into me. I could here the slapping of the guy above jerking off and the traffic out from the road. I took it all in. The pain from the asphalt was actually an added pleasure. As his pace increased and he began to forcefully bang me, I couldn’t help but moan. “Talk to me. Tell me what I am.” I cried out as his cock went faster and deeper into me. Both him and the jerk off boy above started calling me names. “You whore, you dirty little bitch…” I nearly screamed. I wanted more. And he gave it to me. He pounded and pounded and then slowed down. I felt my legs lifted higher above and he slid in my ass a slick finger. He toyed with it for a second and then guided his cock in slowly. This had never happened before and at first I was taken aback. “Shhhhhh” he said. I tried to relax. I heard jerk off boy cum against the wall and opened my eyes. His cock quickening and opening my ass to it. He forced little by little until the entire unit fit in my small virginal hole. It came in easier and it shot a blaze up my spine. I leaned into him, my back rocking on the asphalt. He increased his pace, soon pounding his cock into my ass. There was pain, but it was euphoric. I couldn’t move, but I didn’t want to. In my mind the world spun and I was close. He was too. And after a little more prodding and pounding almost simultaneously we came. My entire body was on fire. I couldn’t move. The liquid came out of my cunt, dripping on the lot and he in my ass. As he pulled it out, a little more came out and mixed with mine on the exterior of my clit. I continued to lay there for another moment with him on top of me. For some reason, it was still almost intimate with him. I had forgotten about the two men about us. I merely lay there with him on top of me stroking his hair as my insides spasmed. Finally he looked up, “Lady, are you ok?” I smiled. I tried to speak, but couldn’t yet, so I grabbed his head and brought it back down on my chest for a moment longer with my eyes closed. When I opened them again the other two men were still looking down at us, and when I looked over the bartender was standing at the door looking at us. “Are you alright, miss?” he asked. As I lay there, I looked over at him and in a daze only said, “The name’s Janie. And I’ll be here all week.” I must have fell asleep there on the parking lot I guess, at least for a second. The next thing I knew, the bartender was picking up the guy and helping me to my feet. “Are you sure you’re ok?” He asked again. I tried to bring my thoughts together. “Yes” I managed. He told the guys to get out of here and walked me to my car. When I got in he walked back to the bar and I sat there for a bit longer, trying to bring myself from the daze into reality to drive. A knock on the window startled me and brought me out of it. It was the third man. I rolled down my window and he just looked at me as he handed me a card. “James Marques?” I read. “Yes, that’s me.” “I’m Janie, I hope you don’t mind if I give you a call?” He of course said no. Then I rolled up the window and drove back home to my husband. Three Men and a Lady "I like to have sex, sure." There was chemistry between Anne and Jack, but it had always been like that. Today was different. Today was her third visit for another photoshoot. On their third visit, he knew they liked his work, as well as him. She was a dainty brunette, and her green eyes were indicative of her type, mysterious, intelligent, and of quaint beauty. She sat with her slender legs crossed and her cleavage revealed in a lowcut top that was thin enough to see the black lace of the push up underneath, and black slacks, that were tight at the waist and thighs. Jack thought her breasts were probably a 34c, while her pants size was probably a 3 or 4. Her face was genuinely beautiful, but she covered it with bronzer, eye shadow, lipstick, and foundation that really did not do her any justice. He supposed it would come out alright in the end, seeing as how today she was going to be on film. Only, she did not know it, of course. This was the regular procedure for getting the young ones into amateur porn. He took them into the fancy studio, and he would take their pictures, guide them into seductive poses and would also bring in toys. Once they started to play with the toys for fun, then he had them, because that was quite embarrassing to young ladies who were prudent and proud. Jack chuckled to her response, his eyes gleaming at the thought of what would eventually happen to her. She would not be so haughty after a while. All of the sex she was going to have would make her pussy loose, and her asshole just as worn out. She would think that she was something special in the porn industry, but she would just be another 'porn star.' They were all stars, for little boys everywhere to gawk at. He could just see them talking about her breasts and her ass. If she had not been such a snob the first day they met, then he would have given her a different type of fate. It was all said and done now though. The plans were already arranged for him to send three videos to his secret company out in Texas. She would not even know, if it was not for him having to tell her. She had already signed the release. That had been beautiful. She started to read it, and after about three sentences of nonsense, she grew impatient and signed 'the damn thing.' It was so perfect. "But you don't have a lot of sex?" Jack asked looking at her as he snapped another shot. "Well, no, not really. I have had one partner, and that was my boyfriend back home. Why are we talking about this anyway? Do you want to have sex with me or something, Jack? You're trying to get a date out of me this way, but that won't work because I don't date guys that are too forward," said Anne as posed with her face tilted into a dreamy state. He held back the urge to lie her that she was not his type, that he preferred rich older women over to starving sluts in disguise like herself. At least an older women was not afraid to talk about sex and was not afraid to have sex with as many men as they wanted. He knew Anne was a slut. She was dressed like one, and he knew from his employees in the front that she had sex with more guys than just her 'one' boyfriend. She was a regular at some club, and constantly, she danced up in the cage for attention. He was going to get her in the cage of her life. "Caught me, haha. Well, I guess we should get to your photoshoot. We're just doing the face portraits right?" Jack had another agenda but he continued to play the fool for now. "Yes, I need to get some more in my portfolio for when I start to audition for parts that are coming up. I really think I'm going to do well," Anne responded, totally into herself. He did not care but seemed interested anyway. She acted as if an older man like him did not understand how to get a part in film, and he wished he could tell her that the first thing she should do would be to go to a plastic surgeon and up her boob size. He just smiled and told her how to sit, how to tilt her chin. He just took shots of her breasts though. They were prettier than her face at that point. She was pretty, but she could not be any more conceited. Did she honestly think that any respectable producer would consider her a part with all that makeup on? He told her to push her boobs up more for a more seductive look. She gave him a look, but since he was a professional, and highly recommended, she conceded to do the action he requested. He snapped the shot of her grabbing her boobs with a suppressed smirk. "You know, I have a friend in film, Jerry Mantrell, and he's doing this film about a girl working her way through city life up in New York City. It's supposed to be a documentary on her trials as a singer and songwriter." She automatically perked up, poised as a catholic school girl when a priest walks by. She was giving him a wide-eyed look, and she wanted to know more. The curiosity got the better of her as she felt down her thigh with a soft touch and an insatiable biting of her lip. She was still ugly, but she did look cute at some points in time. Jack sighed and scratched his forehead. "Yea, he's not getting too good of a response though because of a couple scenes in it," Jack told her, liking the way he fed her these lies. "What kind of scenes? I wouldn't have a problem with anything." She was rather eager. "Really, even more sexy type of scenes?" Jack stood next to the camera and looked at her, summing up how great she was going to look in the video. She scoffed and gestured to her outfit. She raised her brows as if telling him that she had been giving him sexy all afternoon. "Really, Jack, you know me better than that." "Well, there is one scene that deals with self-gratification and the other scene is the girl having sex. I mean they wouldn't be having actual sex, but it would seem like they would be. Girls that read over it think it's a little bit like porn. He assured me that it's not though because it's a documentary type, like Blair Witch or whatever, and so, he just wants to get into production as soon as he finds his LEADING star." Jack knew that remark would get her going into a frenzy of stardom and riches. "Well I'd do it. I don't have a problem with nudity or haha, 'self-gratification.' So where can I find Jerry Mantrell at?" Anne's eyes were sharp and attentive to Jack's, knowing that this could be some sort of trick. She did not think he had it in him though. Well, you are talking to him, Jack should have said. Jerry Mantrell was Jack's old porn alias, back when he filmed the stars in the 70s and 80s. He was 50 now, and that life had long since been gone. He was still known for making the best amateur group rape videos. The company never asked any questions because of the release forms or thought it was all apart of his story. He assuaged them by saying that it was, otherwise they would not have signed. The girls that tried to bring him into court were shut up with threats of their video being broadcasted everywhere with their real names, instead of the porn names that he ingeniously gave them. That reminded him, Anne needed one. "Yea, I know exactly where you can find him, but your name will be too plain for him. You need something distinctive for an alias, you know? I would refer him to him, if only you had a good name." She looked disappointed for a moment, like she did not think she could get past that obstacle. C'mon, think, slut, it was not that hard. You want that part, don't you? It would be your big break. It would be your claim to fame and lots of money in exchange for your exploitation. It was almost making him laugh how she was seriously considering what 'alias' she wanted. "How about Julianna Grant?" She offered enthusiastically. "No, too plain still. He likes weird names. I was thinking you looked like Anita Cockin, type of girl. That's a name that he would respect." Jack was laughing inside. He could not believe that he came up with such a good porn name. She scrunched up her face, not wanting to trust his decision, but she obliged after he added the line about respect. She tilted her head to the side and sighed. "Well, if he would like it." "Yea, he will. I guess you're going to want to take some portraits that would impress him now right?" Jack was leaning into the camera as he talked, just itching to get to the shots that he wanted. "You mean the ones we have won't be good enough?" Anne returned, a little skeptical of his intentions still. Jack was so good at manipulation. This was already in the bag. "Well they're all very pretty, but I think now he'll want to see proof that you'll be okay with the themes of the movie." She was caught off guard for a second. "Oh...." "We'll just get a few naked poses and some other stuff. It will be real quick, I promise. You trust me, don't you?" Jack asked the line in such a tone that there was no way she could have said anything other than yes. And he knew he had her when she relented with a shrug and a wave of her delicate hand. "Yes, it's just that I don't know, but I want all copies of these pictures. I don't want anyone else to see them besides you, me, and Jerry." "Yes, yes, it will all be fine, I promise you. Besides, you signed that form remember?"Ah, the form, Jack thought to himself slyly. Anne's chuckle was very delightful, light and arrogant. "Oh, yea, haha. I forgot about that." He didn't say what the form was actual for, but just that it was a form. She automatically assumed that it was a contract to take pictures and that he could not infringe upon her rights. She still thought that he worked under someone else, so she could always go to the 'manager' or 'corporate', but lucky enough for him, this was his shop and everyone who worked for him knew of it's purpose. That's why they were all attractive men and women, slender and sleek. More than just himself, 'Jerry', and Anne would know about these pictures because his employees would be watching as the pictures were taken. They would be waiting for their cue. He told her to take off her tanktop and pants. He admitted to himself that she was gorgeous. She was very sculpted and fit. Her ass was fitted into a lacy thong that covered her mound and went down into a g-string through her crack. The same fabric made up her lovely bra. It was slightly translucent just like her panties. They were lovely breasts, very shapely, and he could tell her nipples were extremely pointed and defined. Each pose he directed, she administered very well. Her legs spread so he could zoom inside and take an intricate picture of black lace and pussy lips. Finally, he sighed dramatically, making her sit up again, her lustrous chestnut hair falling in baby fine layers around her shoulders. "What?" She asked in bewilderment. "It won't be enough for Jerry. Your face...he'll want to see passion, and I mean, you have passion, but it's just that...it'll be like every other girl who said that they could handle scenes and turns in pictures of them in their lingerie. You want to seduce him, and I'm sure it would not hurt to show all of yourself to him. I know he'd like what he saw, and as long as Jerry likes it, you're in the movie." The statement made sense to Jack, but was pretty sure in the eyes of others, she would have been told to get the heck out of there. Anne looked agitated somewhat. "Yea...you're right. So you want me to take everything off and...then what?" "Well, I'm gonna need you to touch yourself to get the sort of shot with your face that he'll want to see." The mention of touch sent her gaze straight into Jack's steady glare. "Jack..I don't know, I mean that's not something that I really want to do, and I'm not really sure that I can pull that off." She blushed tremendously. Her nipples titillated because of the hot flash, and she was looking around, instead of at him, as it probably would have made her feel even more vulnerable. He thought she would have been an easy candidate for this type of thing. Now, he was going to have to pour on the charm. He just needed to get her naked. He was growing impatient though, and he had no clue how long he could subdue his temper. "You can pull it off. You know you can. I just want to get a shot of that lovely face on the verge of, you know, womanly pleasure, haha." He tried to act as if he was embarrassed about sex as well, as if he was inexperienced with the whole nature of it. He did not need her thinking that he was some sort of sex fiend. As long as she thought he was a geek or too old to get any, then she would do whatever she wanted. "Okay. I'll do it, but I want to see the pictures when we're done," said Anne. "Fine, no problem. Now, take your bra off and panties...then lay down," Jack commanded, growing impatient. She started to undo her clasp, take the straps off, and he started to take the pictures. She protested and brought her straps back up, covering herself all of a sudden. She looked very upset and sounded very touchy as she shouted at him. "What are you doing?" "I'm taking a shot of you stripping down. Now be quiet please and do as you were told. I don't have all day." Far more than agitated at this point, Jack had enough of this routine. He just wanted her to do it, and he did not like being shouted at either. "But--I t-thought.." Anne stammered. "TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF NOW. If I have to say it one more time, I will have William come in here and do it for you. Now, do as you as were TOLD," Jack shouted at her from the camera, never leaving the focus off of her growing discomfort under his demands. She started taking the bra and panties off after that, reluctantly at first, but she continued. He took all the shots of her beautiful breasts being released from their bounds as well as her shaven little box. Her lips were perfect for a slut. he would think that her clitoris and inner lobes would have been hanging out, but her lips were clutched tightly together between her legs. She lay down on the couch with one leg hanging off and the other bent at the knee into the air. She looked at the camera and bit her lip, obviously worried. He knew that she could be easily manipulated by force if need be. He raised his brows and stepped to the side of the camera. In an extremely hostile and irritated tone, he asked, "Well, are you going to fuck yourself?" "Oh, yes, sorry. I'm really sorry. I'm just a little--I'm sorry, yes I'll do that now." She inched her fingers down to her pussy and started to rub her clit. Her eyes shut closed and her mouth opened slightly. He focused on her fingers and how well they swam in the juices flowing out of her pussy. She must have been wet even before she touched herself as he could see the streams of white lucid cream running down to the couch. Her nipples were hardened from the cool air as well as embarrassment. She was very slow and timid at first, but she worked herself into where she needed more. "Two fingers, dear." His direction needed to come sooner as he wanted to see it, probably more than she wanted to feel it. To his surprise, she was eager to do this, slipping in one and then another. He watched them go at it inside of her, like a drill hammering into her cunt. She gushed with cum after a few moments. Anne's breath was ragged, before he knew it, was time for more. He was also getting too aroused, that was when he knew it was time for the second part of the phrase. "WILLIAM!" He called, stepping into the camera nad taking pictures of her as she realized someone else was coming. Anne withdrew her hand away from her pussy and looked around startled. Her eyes were bright and glistening with the affects of the orgasms she had been delivering upon herself. William was already there, and he stared at her without restraint. Yet, his appetite was larger than his gaze, for her breasts hung in the depths of his pupils, circling her tightened nipples and the juicy breasts until Anne covered them with her wet fingers running over her tits. She squeezed them back against herself and looked terrified. William was still looking at her and rubbing his crotch as he said with an awe in his tone, "Damn, look at those tits, they're huge." "Yes, I know they are. Don't just stand there. I have to finish this roll before anything else. Get George in here," Jack told him. Anne was gathering her stuff as Jack walked up to her, grabbing her wrists and pulling her up away from her pile of sexy clothes. He brought her back against himself, fighting off the erection that was struggling against submission with her ass bumping against his crotch. Jack could only hiss at her while he grunted from the direct blow to his side, "What're you doing?" "YOU PROMISED! You said that it would only be you, me, and Jerry!" Anne sobbed loudly, her pitch so high that Jack turned away and yanked her with him. He sprawled her up against the nearest wall of the set and pulled her head back to where his lips could speak against her ear. "Newsflash, I am Jerry, and you're not going anywhere, because if you do, I'll send those pictures out to every agency in this state. You want that, Anne? You want people to know just how much of a slut you are?" "I'm not a slut! I can't believe--" Tears brimmed in her eyes as she started to say that she could not understand why he was doing this, why he tricked her into this. She didn't know why he was doing this to HER. In truth, he did not really know why he did these things either, but when an attractive subject like Anne walked by him, he just had to go through with their demise, humuliate them, bring them to their knees--and she had been a haughty one. That only added to his desire to humuliate the girl and show her that she did not know everything. He finally responded after a few moments, pressing her hard against the wall so that she had to stop moving or be pushed farther. "Because you have a very nice body, and your look was very sultry. Besides, sluts like you need to learn a lesson. You're no better than anyone else." He tossed her back on the couch and watched her struggle to stand up. George strode in seconds after. Whereas William and Jack were born around the same time, George was in his twenties, and he was still in the phase of his young adulthood, where he would only pursue intercourse with girls who were obviously gorgeous. Standing behind the head of Anne, George reached out and ran his hand down and over her breast, lifting it slightly. She jumped forward, but Jack pushed her back down with hand to her sternum. He wanted her to just stay put, but that was George's job while he set up for the next segment. "Where's William?" "Getting something." George ran his hands through Anne's hair as she stared at Jack, and as he turned back, he saw the lovely thoughts going through her head: betrayal, misfortune, embarrassment. It was just so beautiful. His cock lurched, and he turned sharply away, headed back to the camera. Jack saw Anne summing up the situation in her head, thinking of ways to get out of the predicament, but there were 3 built males to her young adolescent body. She was only 20, he thought with a smirk. What could she do? She was so little compared to the rest of them. They were going to have fun with this one. He could tell since everyone was there that day as William came back in, carrying a riding crop in one of his hands. He was quite crazy and unpredictable at times. This being one of them, Jack thought with a devilish grin. They feasted their eyes upon the distressed damsel as George had begun to finger her while William held down her arms. She flailed out her legs for a minute, so William smacked the crop against her shaking breast. "Just enjoy it. He's fingering you good, can't you see that? Don't struggle, good girl." Her toes curled as George pushed in another finger to add to the two that were already jammed inside of her slick wet hole. She cried for help, which made William chuckle. He leaned down and breathed against Anne's ear, coaxing the groans out of her with words that Jack could not hear. He could tell they were somewhat dirty and nasty. He watched on with pride at the two fo them. Three Men and a Lady Each man had come to Jack at the lowest point of their sexual being. William cheered George on as he pushed his fingers deep into her, letting his pointer, middle, and ring finger disappear into the pussy. He started to get in his pinky finger when Anne began to squeal. Jack shook his head, not wanting her to suffer. "All right. That's enough now. I need to get this film started, so Will, you want to get the dildos I was telling you about, the 10 by 3 and the 5 by 2." Anne started to get up as Will walked away and let go of her arms. George was eyeing the cum gushing out of her pussy, studying the size of her hole now. He watched her for a moment, letting her stand, then reach out to touch the couch and steady herself. Jack stared at her for a brief moment without animosity boiling within. She was an exquisite beauty, and he was using her for his own financial gains, which he had not intended on letting her in on. He sighed as she took a fragile step away from Tim. "Anne, if you leave, I'm going to send these pictures to your family, ex-boyfriends, current lovers, the people down at the club. You'll never get away from this." "Just lay there, honey, we'll be done soon enough," George whispered this into her ear.. Whatever he said was causing her to become violent as she reached out and slapped him across the face. George laughed, calling her a feisty one. He looked like he was ready to rip her nipples apart, but Jack called him off, promising him something better in the end. William finally brought the dildos to him, holding them by the ends. They were just like dicks in their invention, very veiny looking with a typical head of a cock and a darkish pink in color. Anne's tears highlited her cheeks and neck when Will gave the larger dildo to her and wrapped her fingers around it. The smaller one he handed to George, the image of them handling both of those tools to her torment and pleasure crated even more frustration and anguish in Anne. "Okay, well I think George got her nice and wet, but she was already pretty moist when you guys came in. I'm sure it was enough to fall down into her asshole--so, Anne, bend over the couch please and Will, you get behind her with the 5. And George, you'll need to get the mouth with the 10. Make it look good on camera,honey." Jack marvelled at the sight of Anne doing exactly as she was told, not fussing in the least. She was learning something, becoming obedient to what he desired, to what this film production meant to all of them. Anne looked at Jack vehemently as she stood, still in her heels from her previous outfit. She leaned over the couch as Will made his way onto the set. He took his shirt off, while George stood preferring to wear nothing but his socks. She was not bent over far enough. Will leaned on her back with his belly,which pushed the darling over more as she hissed a breath between her teeth. Anne took it in her mouth to the fullest. Her cry was stifled as George pushed the cock into her face. At least, her big mouth could be used for something, Jack thought with a smile as he panned the scene. It was a beautiful display. A young woman being taken in the ass and mouth by two brutish looking males, both handsome themselves. Will had yet to enter her asshole, he was teasing her with it. Getting her to cringe and then removing the tip before it dipped too much in between her ass cheeks. Finally, he eased it in slowly. "Jesus, I don't think her ass has ever been fucked, Jack," Will commented in a hoarse murmur as he shifted his weight. He slipped the dick in and out of her tight ass. Forward and back, her hamstrings pulled tight as her eyes crinkled in a wince of pain from the taking of her incredible bottom. "Yea, and she's good cocksucker," George returned with a laugh. He ran his hands through her hair, raking his fingers through their fine strands as he tilted to look at her face when he asked, "Isn't that right, Annie baby?" She nodded. Jack could not believe it. She was succumbing to their questions, to their animalistic needs, and she was getting better with the desires of her own body. She slurped loudly on the dildp/ Will smoothed some lubricant in between her cheeks as he wanted to pummel her tender butt with longer and quicker strokes. George looked down at the pretty face deepthroating the dildo. He had not let her up for a breath in quite some time, so she suddenly drew up off it hurriedly and gasped for a breath. Will slapped the right ham of her working ass. "Get back on that cock, Anita Cockin." Tim smirked as Anne nodded and took the dildo back into her mouth, sucking it wildly all of a sudden. Jack had told them what Anne and himself had decided to call her. Irrevocably, it would be her porn star identity. Her back arched as George pushed the dildo deep down, her hands trying to lift herself up, but Will kept her down with a hand on her lower back as she stuck her ass up high in the air. "She spreads her hole pretty nicely. Can I play with her pussy?" George questions. Jack gave the go ahead and watched George's fingers creep down under the folds of her pussy. "You're doing good, Anne, just buck back more onto the dildo in your ass. I just need to get a shot of that 5 by 2 going in there, baby. C'mon. Wow, good girl. Damn, she's cumming hard. Keep at it, George." "I know, she's a wet one. I bet I could fist her if I tried." George wanted the approval as he looked up, but Jack shook his head sternly, watching the excitement dwindle from Anne's eyes at the mention of such a large force inside of her. "No, I don't want her loose before Will fucks her, so just two fingers, George," Jack returned. Disappointed but understanding, he slipped in his two fingers and leaned over Anne's mouth to where the toy could penetrate further as well as his long fingers driving up into her pussy with renewed strength. Jack saw George's dick lifting in his boxers, touching the nose of Anne's face as it hardened. Her face gleamed with spit, dribbled down her chin. She was getting messy. Jack swallowed getting very horny at the sight of such a sexual encounter. "All right, George, stop for a second." George pulled the dildo out with a suction type of noise. Anne took a long gasp for breath and laid her head down. Will still had her rocking back and forth with the fake cock in her ass. She winced and groaned softly. He reached out and stroked her hair, her shoulders, reached for her breasts. He took each one and molded them inside of his grips, groaning with her from the enjoyment of such breasts like Anne's. "Such nice boobs. I want to tittie fuck her, Jack," George sighed. "You can do that later when we're done. How ya feelin', Anne? You like anal?" Jack asked. She did not answer him, biting her lip as George had begun spanking her at the request of Will behind him. Together, they timed her spanking and thrusting to the chime of her cries and whimpering, the echo of their hands against her firm ass bringing Jack to straighten and watch. Jack told Will to pull out the dildo, so Anne could lay there in front of them, breathless and quite sweaty. She fell forward onto the couch with a little whimper. Her ass was beet red from the spankings of George, who talked about how tight her ass had been and if Jack wasn't going to fuck her, Will should let one of them do it. Jack never let his eyes wonder away from Anne, watching as Will felt along Anne's chest, fondled her breasts intensely, lifting them and studying the sensitivity of her nipples with a pinch and even a nibble. He bent over them to suck and slurp on their tenderness. He stood up and looked down at Anne. "You have a great body, youngun. Spread your legs for me honey, give me the best view." A naked Will straddled Anne's face when he climbed over her, so that he could lean his face between the legs of the soaked girl. He ran his hands up and down her inner thighs, bringing his fingers down to scoop up some of her cum that was still fresh. Will licked it off and shrugged his shoulders, nuzzling his face inside the creamy flesh of Anne's puss. "Her taste is very succulent, George, come try her." Will got off of the girl and walked back to Jack after relinquishing her back to the young trainee. George were both suckling on the nectar seeping out of Anne as his hands twisted her nipples and breasts. Anne was pleasured by this as she convulsed into shivers and moans that Jack was sure she had never felt before. Will leaned into Jack. "When are you going to fuck her?" "I'm not going to fuck her." Jack told Will this knowing that he himself did WANT to sleep with her, but he was going to set her free after this. He was not into actual rape, even if he enjoyed the surrender of one girl to many men on camera. Voyeuristic, what could he do? After a moment, Will was getting the boy to get off of Anne, so they could continue the movie. The last shot Jack had was of Will sucking on his fingers. That was private, he should not have filmed that, but in any case, he asked George how her pussy tasted. He nodded and smiled. Jack was unsure who he should direct to actual enter into her with their own meat. George would cum too quickly. Will was of course, willing and able to pull of the shot, and Jack knew that he really wanted this one for himself. He was sure that Will would take her for himself as well. The two of them were the same in demeanor, always challenging one another in terms of age and physical strength as well as looks. In the end, Jack knew he was the only one to film the final video piece, so he looked to Will with exasperation. "Well do you want to fuck Anne?" Will nodded but was looking straight at Anne as he sat himself down near her, patting the cushion right next to him. Anne was not interested, and looking with longing at Jack, she was beckoning him to be the one that finished her off. Alas, he could not let go of his own voyeur tendencies, and this was the only reason he was going to let Will have at it. "Okay, Will, let's fuck her. Anne, you're going to ride Will while facing him. So, Will, lay flat on your backs, knees in the air and apart. Make it rough, so she'll get really loud. I don't know if you were all that loud during that last scene, Anne, just let the slut out. ACTION!" Will sat with his cock fully erect against his bulging stomach, and then bringing his hands to Anne's shoulders, he obliged her to come forward over him as he laid back. Will was a dirtier man than Jack. He was often very violent with the ladies, so Jack was just waiting to see what he would do this one. From the beginning of their photoshoots together, Anne had been very aloof of Will. She even had said to his face that he should, 'stop staring at her chest if he wanted to continue to have his job' one day. She was trying to ease herself on him, but the temperamental man was not having her slow and passionate. Latching onto her tender hips, he jutted his hips as he yanked her down by hers. He thrusted the 8 inch cock into the pussy, and a squirt of her cum splurged from inside. His hands never stopped squeezing her hips. He gripped her hard until his fingertips dug into the soft skin of her back. He hammered the engorged dick deep into her. Her back arched, and she let out another squeal as he must have launched it all to the very core of her womanhood. Pounded over and over, she whimpered with sucks of breath as he reigned his blows upon her bouncing body. Will grunted and pulled a breast into his mouth, biting down hard as he made her bounce fervently up and down, the breast twisting in between his teeth. She smacked him over and over, until Will let go. She fell back like a doll as he lifted her lifeless body off of him and let himself push onto her front, pressing her down into the couch as he started to rush the dick in and out as fast as he could. He stood up on his knees and worked himself into quick slams that resounded in the smacks of their bodies together. Will fucked her like a champ, cumming in her about a half hour later. Jack smiled to his friend as he walked back to the edge of the set, while Anne lay in a mess of sweat and cum. "She has a good pussy. I want to take her home with me," Will said later, after he had came inside of her and kissed the young girl with an embrace that looked sweet on screen. "Really, Will? You know she's gotten around." Tim, another employee, came in with George, as he walked over to the couch with his cock out, getting over her face as he masturbated right in front of her shining eyes. Will smiled as Jack wondered how long he would let the two boys pass Anne back and forth. A stream of cum slowly seeped out of the top of George's dick, falling onto Anne's lips. She sputtered. Tim took hold of her head and commanded her to swallow, reached down and manipulated her breasts. She cried out as George forced her down with a kiss on her lips and buried his dick into her pussy. He was already cumming in the next minute, so he got off and let Tim go on. He got her up on her knees and hands as he pushed it in from the back, tugging on her breasts while screwing her fast and deep. She moaned loudly, desperate for air, and also for the end, which came in an explosion of her own cum and Tim's, running down their thighs. "You got to do this again sometime, Jack. I have to fuck that girl again." Tim reached up and tapped Anne's ass. She was going to lay down but Tim pulled her down on top of him, cradling her head against her chest. George kissed her neck and wrapped his legs around her while Will headed over and stroked her hair, staring back at Jack. "Can we keep her?" The question echoed as the reel snapped off the camera, trailing on the floor while Jack went to finally bury himself in pussy. Three Men and a Lady As they headed for the fancy dress shop, Lucy and Zoe chatted excitedly about the party taking place later that evening. This was their first proper house party since starting University -- at which they both intended to get drunk and get lucky. They'd always been good friends, and during recent years, had taken their friendship into new realms, but tonight was going to be about the men they wanted. Lucy picked out a Nuns outfit, deciding that although not the most revealing choice, it would add a bit of spice to the chase, while Zoe was fully intent on showing off what she had to offer and went with the choice of a skimpy school girl outfit. Back at their shared flat, the two girls set about getting ready for the party, and getting ready didn't necessarily mean getting dressed. "Drink?" called Lucy "Please." Zoe replied, "Bring it to my room hon." Lucy opened and poured the wine and carried 2 glasses through to Zoe's room, to find her lying on the bed in just her g-string. "Ta love." she said as Lucy put the drink down on the bedside unit. Lucy then sat down on the bed next to Zoe. "So," Lucy started, "You gonna go after him? Or wait for him to come to you?" she continued. "Although if you ask me, he shouldn't be able to resist you in that get up!" "Mmm, I'm not sure," said Zoe, "We'll see how things go, if he doesn't take an interest in the first hour or so, I'll have to show him what he's missing out on." "Which will be what?" Lucy asked cheekily "This!" Zoe replied, reaching over and pulling Lucy close to her and kissing her on the lips. "Mmm," Lucy sighed, "What else?" she asked invitingly. Zoe didn't say another word, instead she kissed Lucy again, deeper this time, opening her lips slightly to run her tongue along Lucy's mouth. Lucy responded, opening her mouth to accept Zoe's tongue into her mouth. The pair tenderly exchanged a lasting French kiss, Lucy putting her wine next to Zoe's and lying down next to her on the bed. The two explored each others body, Lucy running her fingers teasingly down Zoe's spine, sending a wave of excitement through Zoe's body. They continued to embrace, kissing and caressing. Lucy running the palm of her hand across down Zoe's side, feeling the curves of her waist and hips, letting her hand continue on to her thighs, finding its way round in-between the two of them and Lucy's fingers started to probe into Zoe's pussy through her g-string. Zoe sighed with pleasure as she felt Lucy kiss her neck, and then work her way down her body, tenderly kissing and licking every square inch between her lips and pussy. With Zoe on her back, Lucy gently slipped a finger under each side the g-string and tugged at it. Zoe responded by lifting her bum off the bed to allow the garment to slide down her thighs, past her knees and eventually off. Lucy then placed her lips firmly onto Zoe's pussy and probed her tongue out, through Zoe's lips and started to tease her clit. The brunette's legs spread wider, allowing Lucy full-unrestricted access into her. Lucy's tongue expertly teased circled and flicked Zoe's love button, sending waves of excitement through each of their bodies - Lucy loved to give head, almost as much as Zoe's loved receiving it. Zoe's hands massaged her own breasts, intermittently reaching down to stroke Lucy's hair. As Lucy inserted first one, then two fingers, Zoe felt her orgasm building and without warning it took over her body "Fuck you're good." she said as she panted with satisfaction, closing her thighs around Lucy's head. "I know," Lucy replied, "I love going down on you, you taste so good," and with that Lucy left the room, allowing Zoe a moment to compose herself in the wake of her orgasm. Later that evening, the girls arrived at the party. Lucy, as planned, was in her "naughty" Nun outfit, deciding that the outfit was going to be hot, and so taking the decision to wear nothing underneath it - also this would give any lucky man a quick and easy access to her. Zoe, also as planned was in her schoolgirl outfit. The two girls quickly located the bar, got a drink and decided the head in different directions, both having eyed their men. Lucy headed over to him, "Hi Brad," she said "Hey Luce, wow, you're looking good tonight," he replied, feeling his cock stiffen in his pants. Lucy deciding to waste no time, replied flirtily, "I'm feeling good, wanna find out just how good I feel?" and with a dirty little wink, headed upstairs, knowing full well that she would be followed. Lucy headed upstairs and quickly found a bedroom. She switched out the light and waited for Brad. Sure enough, thirty seconds later, the door opened, in walked a strapping six-footer and without hesitation, Lucy shut the door behind them and set about her work. The figure, silhouetted against the window, said nothing as Lucy first kissed him, and then slid her hands down to his belt, expertly undoing and dropping his pants in one swift motion. His cock sprang loose, and as she dropped to her knees, said, "You've no idea how long I've wanted this." before taking it in her mouth. She wrapped her lips tightly around it, and using a little bit of spit, lubricated its length and gently slid her mouth along its length. She could feel his heat in her mouth, how hard he was. She tentatively flicked his penis tip with her tongue, knowing she was pleasing him by the groans coming from above. She reached out ahead of her and grabbed his firm buttocks, pulling him into her, swallowing as she managed to take his full length in her mouth. She was sucking for all she was worth, judging by the pleasurable support she was receiving, she decided to keep going, feeling him start to thrust in her mouth. Suddenly she heard a grunt, as she felt him harden inside her and then he came, shooting his hot fluid into her mouth. Lucy swallowed, lapping it down; she loved to feel a man cum in her mouth. "You like that?" she inquired "Sure did." came the reply But it wasn't the voice she was expecting; it wasn't Brad's voice. She stood quickly, stumbling back towards then light switch, finding it she flicked it on, to reveal Brads friend Elliott stood there, grinning as he pulled up his pants. "Boy, you sure are good at that," he said "best I get back to the party and tell Brad what he's missing." "Fuck off!" said Lucy, "Go on, just fuck off!" Elliott laughed as he walked past Lucy, flashing her a cheeky grin as he left the room. She slammed the door shut behind him, sitting back on the bed, furious at herself for sucking him off, she hated him -- he was a lingerer, he just hung around with Brad to be seen. He must have heard their arrangement and followed her up. Flicking the light off again, she punched the pillow, throwing herself face first into, the alcohol now taking an effect on her. Her head was spinning, and she became drowsy, and before long passed out into a light snooze. She awoke to feel someone stroking her ass gently, the hand sliding gently up her back and caress her neck. She came to, lifting her head to turn and look back to see a silhouette sitting on the bed over her. "Brad?" she asked "Hey babe." he replied, putting on a bedside light. He was there, his hands on her shoulders, "What about that promise from earlier," he asked, "to find out how good you feel?" Without hesitation she put her arms up round his neck and kissed him deeply. Their tongues meeting in the warmth of the surroundings, his hands then dropped from her shoulders to around her waist. He broke off from their kiss, and softly kissed her cheek, moving slowly to her neck. "Mmm." she moaned, "That's nice." "Yeah?" he said, "What about this?" he said, as he gently moved his hand to her breast, pressing against it to stroke her nipple, making it hard. "Mmmm, yeah." she said, "that's good too". His touch was gentle, and like magic, it aroused her immediately, he certainly knew how to touch a girl. She lay back, pulling him down on top of her. He pulled himself onto the bed fully, lying next to her at first, kissing as he caressed her body through her outfit. He reached down her leg, pulling the long habit up, pushing it around her waist. His hands ran smoothly over her thigh, moving up over her hip and down along her waist as they kissed. He gently on to her, rolling her onto her back, and climbing on top of her, still fully clothed. Her legs spread wider; she could feel the warmth building in her pussy, wanting him deep inside her. Lucy reached down to his crotch, unzipping his fly and undoing the button on his jeans. He responded eagerly, lifting his hips to allow her to push down his jeans and underwear. His cock sprang free, and with her wet hot little pussy exposed, didn't waste much time in guiding himself into her. Lucy gasped as he entered her. He was bigger than he expected, but after adjusting her position slightly, felt comfortable as she accommodated his thick cock. He began to push into her, withdrawing virtually fully before sliding it all back in again. Lucy's breathing became heavy as each time he filled her, his pubic bone rubbed against her clit, sending tingling sensations through her body. "Oh god!" she sighed, as he continued to gently make love to her. His rhythm began to quicken, she could feel his length pushing deeper into her, which in turn brought their bodies closer, increasing the pressure on her clit. She lifted her legs, spreading them as far as she could, wrapping them around Brad's thighs, pushing against his ass, pulling him into her. "Oh god Brad, fuck me, I'm gonna cum!" she stammered breathlessly. "Me too." he replied, as she felt a wave of pleasure wash through her body. Her head spun with delight as she felt her pussy tighten around his cock, and almost in synchronicity, felt him harden inside her and shoot his cum into her. The two looked at each other briefly before kissing again. Lucy's legs were still tightly wrapped around him, but the sheer pleasure still pulsating through her body distracted from this. "You are amazing," she said. "You too gorgeous." Brad replied. Slowly Lucy released her grip of him, allowing him to pull out of her. She felt so empty briefly, as her pussy took time to readjust. "Ill be right back." Lucy said, heading for the bathroom "Got to, clean up, if you know what I mean." she said in a coy manner. "No worries." came the reply, as Brad stood up, doing him self up. Lucy, quickly headed for the bathroom, and sat on the toilet reflecting on just how amazing that just was. Never before had someone made her orgasm like that on a first night, particularly when so well hung too. She could still feel her pussy spasming as she left to go back to the bedroom, just catching sight of Brad disappearing out the front door. "The little shit." she thought to herself, but was too tired to be angry. The alcohol was wearing off, she'd had the fuck of her life, and really just wanted to go home and go to bed. "Ill get him another time," she said to herself as she headed downstairs and back to the party. She looked around for Zoe, but with all the people there, it would be an almost impossible task to find her, and besides, she was probably in a bedroom somewhere, so sending a quick text to let her friend where she was, Lucy headed out into the warm summer night. Home wasn't too far away, so she started to walk. It would save on the cab fare, and the area was pretty safe. As she turned a corner, she heard a car behind her slowing down, not wanting to look back Lucy quickened her pace, keeping her eyes straight ahead and she refused to acknowledge the car, now drawing along side her. "Lucy?" came the shout, "It is you, are you mad? Walking out alone on a night like this?" She turned to see her good friend, and occasional fuck buddy Mark grinning out of the window. "Hiya." she said, in a relieved tone "How ya doing?" "Yeah I'm good ta." he replied, "Can I give a lift somewhere?" he continued "Yeah why not?" Lucy said, jumping into the passenger seat. Mark pulled off, heading towards Lucy's flat, "So, what ya been up to tonight?" he asked cheerfully "Not much." she replied "Just some party, sucked really." reflecting on how she'd been first used for a blowjob, then for a fuck, even though she'd gotten a good orgasm from it. "So not much fun?" he asked, "How about we go inside at yours and make some fun?" Mark suggested. Lucy paused before answering; she was tired but always had good sex with Mark. He was fun and adventurous, and above all, respected her. "Sure why not?" she decided. As they pulled up, Lucy opened her clutch purse and got out he keys, then headed up to the flat with Mark close behind. There didn't have to be any false chat with him, Lucy felt warm and comfortable in his company, s they headed straight for the bedroom. "You get yourself ready," she said, "I'll be one minute." and headed for the bathroom. As Mark undressed himself and lay on the bed, Lucy used the toilet, took a shower and brushed her teeth, washing off the party and her antics. She headed naked back to the bedroom to find Mark waiting for her, already with a hard cock. "Hey sexy!" he said in a warm voice "Hi." she replied lying next to him, then facing each other they kissed, she felt his cock pushing against her, pressing into where her thighs met. She opened them slightly to allow his cock to rest just at her pussy opening. She didn't feel particularly aroused, but Marks touch soon changed that. He was gentle in every way, stroking her breasts, and running his finger along her spine. Lucy could feel him pressing against her, and kissing her slowly, moving from her lips to her neck, then down towards her breasts, taking each nipple in turn and teasing it with his tongue, sucking on them while using his hands to explore her body. Tracing around her pubic area, running his fingers along each thigh, tracing a line from one knee, up the inside of her thigh, over her pussy lips then down the other inner thigh. He moved slowly to go down on her, but she wouldn't let him. She respected him too much to allow him to go down on her when she already had been fucked that night. "I've got a treat for you." she said, and with a little wink, rolled onto her front and pushed her ass into the air. "Just take me from behind," she said, "indulge yourself." and with that Mark needed no second invitation. He kneeled behind her and slid his cock into her wet pussy. It felt good, his hands firmly on her hips, sliding slowly in and out of her. Lucy, while enjoying the sex, didn't quite feel the satisfaction she'd felt with Brad. Mark wasn't small, but he was no Brad. "Hold on a moment." she said, and as Mark stopped, she leant forward into bedside cabinet, opening the top draw, and pulled out a bottle of lube. "You know what to do with that?" she said handing it Mark with a little wink. He knew exactly what to do. He popped it open and dribbled it onto Lucy's back, just at the top of her ass. As it started to run down, he poured a little more into hand, and withdrew his cock from her pussy. He used one hand to rub the lube onto his cock, while the other spread the lube from Lucy's back down around her asshole, rubbing it over, and gently inserting a finger into her. "Ready?" he asked "Go for it." Lucy said. As she felt Mark's cock press against her asshole, she pushed back a little, enjoying the feeling of being stretched as he entered her. Mark sighed with pleasure as he entered Lucy, feeling her tight ass engulf his cock. The lubricant made it even more pleasurable, easing the entry. As he had just about sunk his full length into her, he pulled out again, before pushing back into her. "You ok?" he asked "Mmmm, fine." Lucy said, enjoying his hot length filling her. She pushed back to feel him deep inside her, and as he started to get a rhythm, she could feel the pleasure build again inside her. She reached back and with two fingers started to circle her clit, pressing against it, her hand action becoming more vigorous with each stroke that Mark slid into her. She could feel her orgasm building again, it felt more intense this time, and it was going to come quicker than she expected. "Chriiist!" she said into her pillow as the shockwave rushed over her body, her legs suddenly becoming weak. "You ok?" Mark asked "Yes -- just fuck me!" she replied, slightly agitated. Mark continued to pump Lucy, feeling her tight ass grip his cock as Lucy clenched her muscles. All of a sudden, Mark pulled Lucy into him, pushing his cock deep inside her, and groaned as he came. She felt his hot cum inside her, and before he had to pull out, she collapsed onto the bed. He laid on top of her, his cock slowly shrinking inside her. "And its not even my birthday!" he said. Lucy looked up from her pillow at him, "No, but just as fun!" she said, "Now kiss me and go to sleep" Mark duly obliged, and as the two of them slipped under the duvet together and spooned, he wrapped his arms around her, and she fell into a deep sleep, feeling safe, warm, home and loved.