Where's the Free Use? - Sex Stories

Where's the Free Use?

... towards my pussy. Even despite what he had just said, Greg learned to go with the flow quite quickly, gently yet firmly tracing his middle finger over my slit. He wasn’t being rough and clueless. This was a guy that knew what he was doing, and he was going to use me.

I moaned, feeling his hand over my wet, nearly-aching pussy. After a few teasing movements, he looked me in the eye, moving his hand overtop of my panties… then inside. Greg was fingering me. He had full access to my pussy. Every movement of his made me nearly jerk my body in place, and my poor legs were giving out. After a feeble attempt to talk, I moved over and sat clumsily down, and before long afterwards, I was laying down on his bed, giving my legs a break. Greg was taking off my panties, looking intently at my pussy, fingering me while talking slowly.

“You’re quite the horny slut,” he began, his voice taking on this power I didn’t know his voice had. “Most free-use sluts try to remain quiet and lifeless, letting the guy use them casually.”

“I guess… I’m not like… other free-use sluts,” I breathed, trying to be defiant and not letting him win, even as my hormones overwhelmed me.

“I know,” he replied calmly. “I like it.” He turned to look me in the eyes, still fingering me, his own dick still bobbing. “But I’ve been pleasing you a lot considering you’re the one who wants to be used for my pleasure. Give me a blowjob.”

I bit my lip, nodding. I gladly would have. I craved having a dick in my ...

... mouth badly – so many girls, and boys, did. At least I was being honest about wanting my classmates. I quickly got on my knees, studying the hard thick cock in front of me, all while Greg chuckled and sat back.

“Remember, you’re going to be giving a lot more blowjobs in the future, so you can savor it now, but be sure to figure out how to get into the groove quickly,” he instructed me.

I nodded and experimentally licked the underside of his dick. It tasted like sweat and… something else. It wasn’t bad, just new. I licked again, then again, then licked it all the way from the base to the tip. Greg groaned, and I couldn’t help but smile. The dude talked a big game, but he was as easy as any other boy, and soon, I’d have a lot more experience pleasing them, as the group’s plaything.

I shuddered. Fuck. The group. What if I was just the free-use slut of the Media Gang? If any of the guys ever needed release, they’d just grab me, not even asking, and announce to the group that they were going to go cum down my throat and they’d ‘be back in a minute.’ That visual was so fucking hot.

That thought kept running through my head as I opened my mouth, taking Greg’s cock in my mouth for the first time. I definitely did want to savor the moment. The taste of dick was, happily, instantly addictive. I was at my happiest just taking this dick in my mouth. Quickly, I intuitively realized that I should be curling my lips over my teeth – no guy wants the feeling of teeth on his dick – ...