Gender: Female Age: 26 Location: London, England, UK
This is my first story in a while.
It had been a week since Faiths party and I was looking forward to the next one. I was horny all the time and I was desperate for a hard cock inside me. What I didn’t know was that very soon I’d get my wish.
It was a Tuesday. Katie was at college and I was home alone. Or at least I thought I was. I was in the kitchen making a cup of coffee when I heard someone behind me. Before I had time to turn around, he grabbed me from behind and held me tight. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my lower back as he rubbed his hands over my stomach. I tried to turn my head to see who it was, but when he spoke I recognised his voice. My sisters boyfriend and my so called friend.
“Come on slut,” he said. “You know you want my cock.”
“No. You’re my sister’s boyfriend,” I almost shouted.
“Katie told me all about you. She told me you were a filthy cum whore.”
“Fuck off,” I replied.
“You are a little slut. I’m going to fuck your pussy ok bitch.”
“Stop it,” I complained as he squeezed my tits with his hands.
“I’m going to suck those tits while I’m fucking you whore,” he said.
I closed my eyes. My heart was pounding in my chest and my pussy was getting wet. Katie had told him everything he needed to do to make me lose control. “Please. She’s my sister,” I pleaded.
“She’ll never know slut,” he replied. “I’m going to fuck your cunt and spunk in your pussy. You’re my filthy cum slut now.”
He kissed my neck and dropped his hands to my waist and then moved them lower to the hem of my denim skirt. I one clean movement he whipped it up round my waist and started to explore my wet pussy with his fingers. I didn’t wear knickers in the house. I liked the freedom of my pussy free and open so anyone could see, even if I was alone.
“You’re pussy’s all wet slut,” he said.
I didn’t reply. I couldn’t help myself. I wanted him inside me. I wanted his cum in my pussy. I wanted him to use me like a cheap whore. A tear ran down my face. I knew I had to stop, but I couldn’t.
“You want me to fuck you don’t you whore?” he said.
I didn’t answer. I knew I had to say no. He was Katie’s boyfriend and I knew shed never forgive me.
“I asked you a question slut,” he repeated.
I closed my eyes. “Yes,” I murmured.
“Yes what? Bitch.”
“Yes I want you to fuck me,” I said a little louder.
He turned me round and placed his hands on my shoulders, pushing me to my knees. He undid his belt and unbuttoned his trousers. His hard cock sprang out in front of me and hovered just centimetres in front of me. My mouth started to water. I grabbed hold of it and fed it into my mouth and started to suck on his length. I took as much as I could into my mouth and withdrew it, spat on it and started to suck even harder.
“That’s a good slut,” he said rubbing his hands through my hair while I deep throated him. I could feel his cock rubbing the back of my throat as he forced his dick into my mouth as far as it would go.
He grabbed my hair and pulled me back to my feet. He led me into my bedroom. “Get your clothes of bitch,” he ordered.
I pulled my t-shirt up over my head and dropped into onto the ground. I unclipped my bra letting my tits drop out. He stared at me as he pulled his trousers off and unbuttoned his shirt. I let me skirt drop to the ground and pulled my panties down. I stood in front of him naked. Pussy juice running down the inside of my thighs.
“I can’t,” I said.
He closed the bedroom door. He approached me, grabbed me round the waist and lifted me up, dropping me onto the bed and pinning me down with his weight. His hard cock pressed firmly against my stomach. “Yes you can slut. You know you want it.”
He was right. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted to feel him spunk inside me.
“Tell me you want it slut,” he said.
I closed my eyes and nodded. Please fuck me I thought, fuck me fuck me please.
“Say it bitch!”
I opened my eyes and looked into his. “Spunk in my cunt,” I said so loudly that I knew that I’d lost control.
He positioned his cock at the entrance to my cunt and slowly pushed the tips past my outer lips. I slid in real easy. My pussy was soaking wet and he moaned with pleasure as he penetrated my body. He pushed his dick all the way in. Katie had told me that he had the perfect arse fucking dick. Long and thin. She was right, the tip of his cock made contact with my cervix and made me cry out when it slammed into me.
“That’s it slut,” he said.
He started to fuck me hard, ploughing his cock into me and moaning with each powerful thrust. I reached up and grabbed hold of the head board and held it tight. Pulling on it with all my strength as he fucked me faster and harder then anyone else.
He fucked me like a cheap whore just the way I liked it and told me what a filthy slut I was. I knew he hadn’t thought of it himself. I realised Katie must have told him what I liked and how guys got me into their bed so easily. She’d told him everything he needed to know to make me lose control and let him do what ever he wanted to my body. For a moment I started to think it was all her fault if I was fucking him. But I still knew I should have said no.
“That’s feels so god you dirty slut,” he said.
I started to shake as my first orgasm sent me into spasms, but he didn’t stop. He carried on fucking my pussy. Sliding his cock in and out of my cunt as deep as he could. Then I heard the door. It was Katie back early. I tried to push him off and make him stop but he put his hand over my mouth and carried on.
“I haven’t fucking finished,” he said.
“Shut the fuck up whore,” he whispered into my ear.
I could hear Katie in the kitchen making a cup of tea. I heard her walk down the hallway and stop. I knew she was listening at the door, wondering who was fucking me. I tried to push him off but he was too heavy. The truth was I didn’t want him to get off. Knowing Katie was stood outside my room as her boyfriend fucked me made me feel dirty and that turned me on even more. I just had to pray she never found out.
I stopped struggling and he continued fucking me harder and harder. He arched his back and I felt his cock throbbing inside me and his hot spunk pumping into my cunt. He collapsed, pinning me down with his weight. He stayed there for about a minute, his cock shrinking from my cunt. When it fell out he stood up and wiped his cock clean on my t-shirt. He dressed quickly and I heard Katie run down the hallway and go into her room.
I lay there and watched him get dressed. His spunk leaking from my wide open pussy lips.
He looked down at me and smiled. “Next time I’m going to fuck that arse and I’ll have surprise with me.”
He left the room quietly and left the apartment. When I heard the door bell I wondered who it could be. Katie answered the door, it was him, pretending he’d just arrived. I got up and listened at the bedroom door as the went past giggling.
“Shheee,” Katie said. “Lucy got a guy in there. He’s fucking her brains out,” she giggled.
For the next hour I listened as he fucked Katie. I wonder if she had any idea his cock was covered in my pussy juice when he slid it inside her. I closed my eyes and went to sleep.
Five days later he came to the apartment with his surprise while Katie was in class. His surprise was his older brother. I told them to leave, but once they both started talking I didn’t want them too. My body was shaking and I needed them to use me. The more they told me what a cheap slut I was the more I wanted it. “When they’d finished with me, they got dressed and left me lying on my bed covered in cum. I watched them leave and when I heard the door close and rolled onto my side and clasped my arms around me. I needed more.
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