The Group III- I am sold - Sex Stories

The Group III- I am sold

... to my pussy, intending to satisfy myself. However, the woman holding me removed my hand.

“No Darlene. Not allowed. Let’s first see if we can give you a nipple orgasm.”

Then her hand slid low on my stomach, fingers nearly touching my steaming pussy. The proximity made my need for contact even worse. The pulses between my suckled nipples and my cunt continued, growing stronger. My hips were thrusting, almost as if I was being fucked, seeking contact and release.

“Look at them, Darlene. Everyone is watching your response. They know you are approaching the point where you lose control when that orgasm can no longer be controlled.”

Her fingers gently slid just above my clit. “Then I’ll fuck you with my fingers.”

Remember my thought of being strong, of being proud? Fuck that. I knew I could hold out no longer and I didn’t care. I wanted them to see me at my most carnal, completely consumed.

As my orgasm swept over me my right leg bent, seeking a fetal position and spreading my lips. She could feel the guttural moan coming from deep inside me as two of her fingers plunged deep inside me.

“Oh, my fucking God,” I screamed as I exploded. I fucked her fingers violently as the mouths on my tits sucked and bit me.

“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” I continued to scream.

I was carried to a bench, to be laid on my back, still writhing as the orgasm continued.

New mouths were now on my nipples and a cock was placed on my lips. I consumed it. When a man’s balls were ...

... placed there, I took them into my mouth. I licked under his balls, then his ass. When he moved away, his ass was replaced by a woman’s mouth. A cock was inserted into me while wet fingers toyed with my clit.

Just as that first massive, public orgasm was slowing another rose. My eyes opened wide, seeing people around me, watching, some still clothed, others not. No pride, just pleasure. I was, again, their plaything. But, perversely, they were mine. I was the one racked with orgasms. I was the one experiencing ecstasy.

It hit, explosively. My eyes closed. My hips thrust up, trying to get that cock deeper into me. The woman continued to kiss me as I simply grunted into her mouth.

After that, I cannot recall an instant without either a vibrator, strap-on, or cock in my cunt or my ass. I could not recall a minute without mouths sucking or biting my nipples. I could not recall a minute that my lips were not tasting other lips and tongue, a cock, balls, ass, or a wet steaming pussy.

Most of all, I could not recall a second when I was not coming or on the verge of an orgasm.

At some point, it slowed. I opened my eyes and looked down. My tits were covered with cum, and only the nipples, still erect, were clean, but red, swollen. My stomach was covered as well. Greg’s face appeared above me. He kissed me. He was naked.

“Ready for me?” he whispered.

“Yes,” I managed to say as my quivering from my last orgasm receded.

“But how…”

He stopped me. “I was the one ...