Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... betting guests would end up availing themselves of their consolation prize.

She reached between her legs and gently inserted fingers between sticky swollen cunt lips, dipping them into the juices collected at her opening and running them gently in and out of her gaping hole. Once she had them well coated and slippery, she began circling them around her clit more and more urgently. She sighed at how good it felt to finger her rigid bud in front of the crowd of perverts gathered to watch her display.

She'd always had a resilient appetite for sex. Most of her lovers called her insatiable.Whatever, she thought. They're just jealous. She smiled, thinking about Ted and Roger and Dan, about the other boys and her recent lovers; how stunned they'd all been by her orgasmic capacity. It wasn't that her cums weren't as outrageously intense as they seemed. Claire frequently overloaded during her orgasms; literally passed out from their intensity. But everyone always assumed for some reason that after such intensity she would besatisfied. But that just wasn't the case. Clairealways wanted more. She could cum hard until the walls of her womb were simply unable to contract any more. And that took a lot of sustained cumming. Although she'd toyed with her anal cunt all day, she'd held off for a couple hours without cumming before starting tonight's display and she was just getting good and cranked up.

Claire let the room fill her awareness and focused on the nastiness of seducing the ...

... crowd with a display of her utter carnal need. Her fingers circled the growing length of her large bud where it was peeking out again, from under its hood. Oh god that feels so fucking good! Make me cum you little fucker! She closed her eyes and lost herself in the rising tide of another orgasm.

Suddenly she felt her nipples being grasped. Her eyes flew open to see Mr. Lester kneeling in front of her. He had each nipple grasped firmly and as she locked eyes with her Master, he flashed a wicked grin and began slowly increasing pressure on the delicate nubs. The ache grew steadily and Claire began panting, trapped by Mr. Lester torturing her nips. The pain was exquisite and she felt the climax resume course; the fire from her nipples colliding with the liquid sensations consuming her pussy.

"Aaggh!" She held her position steady, offering up her breast meat for Mr. Lester to do as he wished. She felt immobile, as though she were tied in place and all the while the orgasm kept building but with Mr. Lester involved, she was unable to let it flower.

"Oh God Sir, your slut needs to cum!"

"Good Claire. I'm just helping keep you interested. The implicit goal here is to cum as much as you can. Technically though, any number of cums will do, since the ticket holders have predicted how many times youwill cum, not how many times youcan cum, right? I just want to make sure we're on the same page, dear. My intention is the latter, to see you cum asmuch as I know you can. I want ...