I’ve played with men and I’ve played with women, but nothing could have prepared me for the pleasure I was experiencing in this moment. Having two hard, thick cocks inside me. Filling me to the brim as they alternate thrusting in and out. Being pleasured by two men who know exactly how I like being fucked is going to ruin me. “Fuck, yes!” Austin growls as he thrusts deep into my tight ass hole. “You like being fucked by two cocks, little slut?” Before I can speak, my body replies for me as I come hard, tightening around both him and Matthew, shaking from the waves of pure ecstasy. “Oh I think our naughty little girl likes it a lot.” Matthew replies before pulling out of me and bringing his cock to my lips. I greedily suck my cum off of it like a melting popsicle. Austin holds my hair back as he lifts me up and down his cock, watching me take Matthew’s entire length into my mouth. I come again, triggering his release and I feel his cock pulse inside me. Matthew pulls me off of Aus
I stare out the window as the plane descends into Minneapolis. It’s already nightfall and the city lights shine brightly against the dark horizon. I am happy to be back. The east coast is a different breed of people. Here in the Midwest, everyone is overbearingly friendly. We will casually chat with a complete stranger in a grocery store without thinking twice. Vermont isn’t like that. People aren’t necessarily rude but it feels that way because I’m so accustomed to the Midwestern mentality. I switch on my phone as the plane taxis down the runway into the terminal. I have contemplated texting Audra so many times since I decided to move back but I can’t bring myself to do it. She hasn’t reached out to me in months. Not since the night I told her I couldn’t be the person she wanted me to be. She moved out of the apartment I rented for her. I have no idea where she is. The guilt of pushing her away has eaten me alive since then. I sold everything I couldn’t fit into a carry on bag,
Chapter: AudraI gaze at my reflection in the full length mirror, fussing with my dress, trying to decide if I should change. “You look perfect.” Matthew says, emerging from around the corner. He walks up behind me, placing his hands on my hips and leaning his head down on my shoulder. The strapless black cocktail dress hugs my curves, the hem stopping halfway down my thighs. My hair flows freely down my shoulders. I decided to straighten it today; it’s full length ending at the small of my back. He helps me put on the necklace he had custom made for me and hands me my black patent leather pumps. After I slip on my shoes and grab my black clutch, I give my reflection one more glance in the mirror. “They’re going to love you. Relax.” He kisses my cheek and takes my hand to draw me toward the door. We are taking a company limousine tonight to Matthew’s sister’s party. Matthew opens the car door for me, holding my hand as I climb in. He climbs in behind me, closing the door before
The way the dress clings to Audra’s perfect body like a glove. Her sultry hair and make up. Seeing the way every man tonight wanted her and knowing she is mine and only mine.The amount of self restraint I had to have tonight at the party is unbearable. Now that we are home, I can’t control myself any more. My cock throbs against my tight pants, screaming to be let free. Audra asks me to unzip her dress for her. I oblige, pressing up against her as the dress falls to the floor. I feel her body tense in response to feeling my erection press against her perfect, heart shaped ass. I cup her breasts in my hands and tease her nipples until they are standing at attention. My hand travels south across her smooth skin until I reach the edge of her lace thong. As I run my finger along the inside edge of the thong, I kiss and nibble the nape of her neck. She moans in response and grinds her ass against me. “You want this, baby?” I whisper in her ear and slide my fingers under the lace of he
I try to make as little noise as possible as I dart through the thick woods. I can hear him screaming my name. He’s a ways behind me but is closing the gap quickly. I stop to listen for him but heart is throbbing loudly in my ears as I crouch behind a large fallen tree. I’ve been running for what feels like miles. No matter how far I run I only seem to get further from anyone who can help me. I am ready to let my body relax for moment and catch my breath when I hear a twig snap. A cold chill shoots down my spine and my breath is caught in my chest. I don’t dare move a muscle or even so much as blink. I carefully look around but I do not see or hear anything. I slowly stand to move again when I feel someone grab me from behind. I try to scream but a hand covers my mouth, muffling the sounds trying to escape. “Shhhh… be a good girl and be quiet. Calm down. Don’t run.” Tears stream down my face and I struggle against his tight grip on my arms behind my back. The harder I fight, the
“You don’t understand! I can’t do that again. If anything were to happen to you, I wouldn’t make it. I would have nothing left to live for anymore.” He yells at me, anger and pain flashing in his eyes. “But we don’t know that will happen. Do you have any idea how rare that actually is? Because I do. It’s a risk I’m willing to take.” I see his arms raise up and it instantly triggers my fight or flight response. I drop on the floor to my knees, shielding my head with my arms and waiting for the first blow. When it doesn’t come, it’s in that moment I realize that it doesn’t matter how far I go or who I’m with. I’ll never be free. __________________________My eyes flutter open and I let out a soft grumble as I roll over and bury myself under the warmth of my white down comforter. My alarm clock hadn’t chimed yet but I knew, based on the soft sunlight filtering in through my drapes, it would be going off soon enough. I let out a yawn as I stretch and sit up on the edge of my bed, w
I have had control over 99% of everything in my life since the day I was born. My family’s wealth always ensured we had everything we ever wanted and always got our way. As I stand here in NICU at the Children’s Hospital of Minnesota watching my son as the intense blue lights deliver his UV therapy, I suddenly know what that 1% feels like… and it’s soul crushing. My boy. Daniel. He laid in front of me, fighting for his life. He was already 8 weeks old yet shouldn’t even have been born yet. My wife, Lydia... We had just left her OB appointment where we learned we were having a boy. She said she felt sick suddenly and had a sharp pain in her stomach. And there was blood. So much blood. Thankfully, the clinic is attached to the hospital. I rushed her through the emergency room doors. She had a placental abruption. The only thing I clearly remember after that was the doctor telling me they saved him but Lydia… she was gone before they even got to the surgical suite. I barely recall t
It’s 5:45am and airport is eerily quiet. I look out the window while I wait for my flight to start boarding. I was so excited to get back home to Minnesota. My best friend in the entire world was taking 2 whole weeks off from her job as a nurse to spend my spring break with me. It had been 7 months since I moved out to Burlington, VT for grad school. In 2 years, I would have my doctorate in organic chemistry. I pulled out my iPhone and considered texting Audra to let her know I’m taking an earlier flight in. But then I remember the time difference. It’s only 4:45 there. She is probably still fast asleep. She works a lot and I don’t want to interrupt the little sleep she does get. “Flight 297 from BVT to MSP is now boarding”I grab my carry on and head to the gate. After boarding and making myself comfortable, a cute red head sits next to me. “Going home or going on a trip?” She asks, trying to make small talk. “Home.” I reply. I’m not much for small talk. Especially when it come