A Load in Every Hole Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

A Load in Every Hole Ch. 04

... Take it out and work it. I'd like to see it in your hands." Mark stood quickly, undid his pants and stripped them and his boxers down to the floor in one motion.

"Yessss!!" that's it, I said as his rock-hard cock popped into view.

"Would you like to use a prop, or use Mark as a prop?" AJ asked.

"A what?" I said, momentarily confused.

"A prop." He went to a cabinet drawer behind the camera and pulled out three items, returning to drop them on the bed beside me. A pair of nipple clips, a small flesh colored dildo about 6" long, and a massive 12-inch black dildo that had to be four or five inches in circumference. Mark's breath drew in sharply, his eyes all in on the big black dildo.

"Put this one away," I said handing him the smaller pink rubber cock. AJ stored it.

I dangled the chain connecting the two nipple clips over my finger. Mark had brought a set just like these home years before. They were still encased in their original plastic container. But now in this unique place and time, it felt like electricity was flowing from them straight into my clit as I rubbed the tip over my nipples. CLICK, CLICK, CLICK.

"I've never worn these before, is there a trick?" I asked quietly.

"You adjust this little screw right down here to make it tighter or looser. If you a first timer, start looser and work your way up," AJ recommended. I fiddled with the adjustment and started to slip the clip over my nipple.

"Wait!" AJ said. "Not yet. Mark, give her a lick and ...

... a bite and get those nipples nice and big and hard." Mark didn't need to be asked twice. He bolted to my side, leaned down, and took my brown nipples in his mouth, sucking and licking them until the blood flowed to them like a river. CLICK, CLICK, CLICK. My back arched and I clutched his head to my breast. I couldn't help it. The effect on my breasts was remarkable. My nipple had doubled in length and reddened, not to mention the river his tongue had made of my slit. "Now slip it on," AJ suggested, and I gently relaxed the ends of the clip so that the corresponding pincers gripped my nipple. The lyrics ofHurt so Good by John Mellencamp came to mind as pain shot out of my nipple and converted into pleasure by the time it reached my brain—and elsewhere. CLICK, CLICK, CLICK.

I was so focused on my feelings that the camera's clicks sounded as loud as rifle shots. The sensation from the little bugger ran straight to my cunt and landed there with a resounding clap. I spread my legs wide and laid back, Cleopatra-style before connecting the second clip to my left nipple and leaving the chain to dangle between them.

I could smell myself now, my musk filling the little room despite the air circulators. CLICK, CLICK, CLICK. AJ had me adjust my position, causing the chain to dangle differently from shot to shot, then had me put my fingers on the chain to pull my nipples out, then up, then get on my knees so the chain would dangle straight off the nipple, then moved the camera to ...