Chapter 22 - Bachelorette Pt. 09 - Sex Stories

Chapter 22 - Bachelorette Pt. 09

... Angie.

Callie fastened it tightly around my head, gagging me completely. "Now Pet, if you want peanut butter, you slap the bed hard four times to get me to ask, understand?"

I nodded yes.

"And do you want peanut butter now?"

I shook my head no.

Callie pulled a strap-on out of her bag, a really huge, purple strap-on. I tried to protest into my gag, wide-eyed. There was no way I could take that thing.

Angie must have been thinking the same thing because she muttered "Oh fuck, that's huge ... no way...."

Callie pulled her hotel uniform top off and then quickly pulled her pants off too, leaving her in just her bra and panties. She put the strap-on on, strapping it tightly around her thighs. She moved over to Angie "Go on, feel how big it is. Feel what's going to fuck your friend's cunt."

I stared, watching Angie as she grasped it. Her fingers weren't even close to closing around it. She muttered something I couldn't hear.

Callie climbed on the bed and pushed me around a bit so that I was facing the windows on the bed. Angie was leaning against the windows, staring into my eyes. I felt the huge toy pressing against me as Callie dragged it up and down along my lips. She looked up at Angie and asked "Do you want to see me fuck her? Do you want to see Pet take it in her cunt? Or should I stop?"

Angie nodded her head very slightly yes and whispered almost inaudible "T-take her...."

Callie pushed forward, slowly pushing the cock into me. It felt like ...

... was being split open, and I screamed into the gag, gripping the bedcovers hard, my nose flaring. Callie held me tight by the hips and kept pushing, kept forcing me open, kept going until at least half of the cock was in me. I could feel it against my cervix, could feel myself stretched around it. I was huge, bigger than the stripper. Bigger than Callie's last dildo. I had never felt so full."

I looked up at Angie and saw her staring down at me. My cheeks turned crimson as she muttered "Oh shit April. I can't believe you took that thing...."

Callie pulled it slowly back, pulling most of it out before pushing slowly back in, starting to very slowly fuck me with it. I groaned deeply, bracing myself. I looked up at Angie, staring into her eyes as she watched me being slowly fucked.

Callie thrust a bit harder, pushing more of it into me, driving it against my cervix. I grunted deeply into the bag, my eyes bulging. Callie reached up and grabbed my hair roughly, pulling my head back, making me look at Angie as she started to thrust more rhythmically into me. I cried out into the gag, grunting hard, panting for air through my nose. Angie stared at me, dumbstruck, her eyes huge.

My eyes flicked to the side and then I noticed something. A women, the same woman I think, was standing at the window of an office looking me. She had a camera, a camera with a long lens. Pictures. Shit. She was taking pictures. I should stop this..."

Just then Callie thrust even harder, pushing ...