Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... once. Jeremy ground his boot into her back harder, keeping up the compression, drawing out the orgasm, channeling it to her core. A gout of ejaculate spewed from her clenching, empty cunt, splattering forcefully onto the floor as though, unable to exhale deeply, her body had bled erotic pressure through hydraulic release instead. Her eyes were wild, unseeing as the orgasm ripped through her. Grunting, mindless, fingers twisting, clawing the carpet. Her body wracked with contractions, subtle movement but violent, every muscle tensed, expelling erotic charge built from the attentions of the three men who'd used her flesh, hurt it, stroked into it, pierced it for their pleasure and amusement.

Four, including myself thought Richard.

Though he hadn't actually touched his wife Richard did include himself among those who'd used her this afternoon. He perhaps most profoundly of all. He smiled. Yes, he'd stripped away all the breakers, ripped out her internal wiring and rearranged her circuitry. Over years, he'd fused the myriad branches of her erotic compulsions into a single main cable and plugged her directly into the unfettered source of her strongest and most direct sexual current. No shame. No hesitation or doubt. He pulled the switch and the current came flooding. She now responded immediately and completely. No longer willing or able to resist the charge and release of her masochistic sexual capacitor again and again and again on the schedule he set for her. Needing him ...

... to ground the compulsion; to validate her need in sexual slavery, service and submission to His will. As his wife came for him, groveling mindless and bleeding, he smiled with contentment at the perfection of what he'd accomplished.

"Oh you little cock sucking slut, you're gonna make me cum." Richard returned his attention to Claire and to Jim, who'd just served his notice of imminent release. And indeed, Jim was quivering, his load on the verge of spewing into Claire's mouth.

"Jim, try to hold a moment longer. Claire, open your legs if you'd like permission to cum." He smiled as her legs flew open. He saw with satisfaction that her upper thighs were wet and sticky. No doubt his wife's orgasm had added to her arousal, and bringing Jim to the brink... well that was often enough on its own to elicit her orgasms. But today, it was not enough. Today oral serviceand painand permission were going to be required of her. He needed to reach the Other, to make It comprehend that many avenues existed that could assure Claire's complete sexual gratification. The triple charge would be potent.

Richard stood between Claire's ankles and began delivering tentative licks with the single tail directly onto her cunt lips. He knew Jim didn't have long but he wanted to time Jim's climax with significant pain on Claire's part. He swished the whip cracker delicately and continuously across her wet lips and rapidly increased the force of the blows. Claire's legs trembled and jerked, but she ...