Where's the Free Use? - Sex Stories

Where's the Free Use?

... murmured.

“Yeah, I told you,” he replied knowingly. He remained there for a bit before slowly sliding back and forth, the movements miniscule at first until my muscles finally got used to the feeling. At some point, the pain was almost gone – never fully – and the sensation of pleasure began building.

My eyes shot open and I slowly grinned. I was getting fucked. I was getting fucked by a guy that didn’t even care about me as a stupid little girlfriend or whatever. This was great. My groans turned into sensual moans, but amazingly, Greg didn’t care. I scored such a bullseye by picking him – he was working away, just wanting to get off inside me. I couldn’t stop moaning, and eventually, Greg rolled his eyes and covered my face with his hand. I was such an object. I was just being used for someone to get off. Holy shit.

As if that wasn’t amazing enough, even while he had one hand on my mouth, his other traced my body down to my pussy, finding my clit. Slowly, he began to place his thumb on my clit and then rub around in gentle circles. I spasmed under his hand, nearly biting his fingers. Holy fuck. My clit and my pussy were on fire in different ways. Sounds and sights and smells exploded in front of me. I was so stimulated that I probably looked like I was having a seizure or something. Even then, Greg didn’t stop, keeping up his thrusts and his attack on my clit, even as I practically screamed into his hand.

I was cumming. I felt it build up, and it released with ...

... an explosion like I’d never felt from my body before. I needed this. I deserved this. I was nothing but a free use slut, and this was my reward for being a good plaything. I wanted to be like this for everyone. This was my purpose. This was my destiny.

As if it couldn’t get any more amazing, with a grunt, I felt Greg change. His cock throbbed inside me, particularly hard like it was going to grow. But instead of growing, I felt a new sensation. Cum. He was cumming inside me. I was his cum dump. He had his hand over my mouth to shut me the fuck up as he deposited his load into me like it was a normal thing. I shook and shuddered, with this new knowledge combining with his continued thrusts. I was cumming again. He was giving me rolling orgasms. Holy shit. I was crying. This was too fucking good.

I was still shuddering and shivering even when he stopped cumming, and when he breathed a few times afterwards then slowly took his cock out of me. Even the feeling of a dick exiting you was so unique. I rolled on to my side, shivering, giggling to myself.

“Oh, shut up,” Greg said with a chuckle. “You liked it.”

“I am so glad you don’t have a girlfriend if this is how you fuck,” I replied.

Greg paused, then gave that condescending chuckle. “You’re really saying I’m bad at sex after I made you scream?”

“No!” I emphatically replied. “You’re just so good at treating a girl like she’s nothing but a whore,” I practically purred. “I’m doing the world a service by keeping you ...