Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... squelching cunt. Claire ran her tongue along the underside of the hardening cock as precum continued leaking into her mouth. She bit gently just behind the rim of the helmeted tip, gratified to hear him moan and at the rapid hardening this elicited. She suckled greedily, welcoming his constant nectar, growing aroused herself as his cock reached full potency; stiff, thick and blood warm. Jenny's snatch kept up its liquid noises and Claire imagined him shoving the better part of his hand deep inside her. As Jenny's moans grew louder from the fist-fuck, Jerry began actively skull fucking her own mouth. Claire was now the passive one as the strange man's cock began pushing deeper down her throat. She relaxed her throat to accept his tool as deeply as he wished to plumb, as ever, seeking to make herself into a perfect receptacle for his need.

"Quit throat fucking that little slut and put that big dick in my cunt Jerry!" The man chuckled.

Jerry, his name is Jerry and man he has a nice cock!

Jenny was actually quite content to be fisted as Jerry deep throated Claire to her tonsils. But as much as she appreciated Claire being objectified as Jerry's cum dump, she savored the opportunity to humiliate Claire even more by depriving her of any more stimulation. But unfortunately, the game was to see how many times the little slut could cum, so she couldn't stop her from frigging herself while Jerry fucked her. That was really a shame, she thought. She felt confident that ...

... being forced to remain passively beneath her and Jerry as he fucked her hard would cause Claire a goodly amount of frustration.

She felt certain that the ultimate torture for the young slut would be denial. Jenny was quickly coming to believe that Claire was effectively insatiable. She marveled at her capacity to accept physical punishment, as well as her apparent inexhaustible ability to keep cumming. According to Richard, and her own observations certainly agreed with his, there seemed no limit to her orgasmic capacity, nor apparently was there much limit to herneed to cum.

Jenny had bought four tickets predicting anywhere between 60 and 100 orgasms because she had every intention of putting those theories to the test. Jenny had personally inserted six needles in Claire's nipples and fully half the other needles running to her cunt. Time had run out or she'd have continued piercing this young girl right through that astonishingly beautiful clit she sported. Jenny shivered at the prospect of consummating that goal. As Jerry's fingers plunged deeply into her soaked cunt one last time, Jenny began the first of many orgasms contemplating Claire being kept like a rare bird. Ifshe owned that bird, she'd keep it caged in her bedroom, compelled to witness the constant joys of Jenny's own debauched freedoms but denied its pleasures except for rare occasions. Pleasure would never be permitted except with extreme pain and degradation, for which she would be piteously grateful. As ...