I walked around for a while, smoking cigarettes and smiling at the young couples I passed. Did they know that I was naked under my coat? Of course not, but I felt sinfully daring and erotic just the same. Perhaps my deception is what made it so exciting – only I knew the truth.
Eventually I found a quiet bar, filled almost entirely with men. I went in and sat on a bar stool. Even before I could order a drink for myself a handsome young man with a neatly trimmed moustache and a gold chain around his wrist sat down next to me.
"Hello," he said, turning to me. "I haven't seen you here before. I'm…"
"No! Don't tell me your name," I said, touching the side of his face with my fingertips. "Let's not have any names tonight, shall we?"
"Sure," he replied, a baffled look on his face. "Whatever you want."
"Right now all I want is a drink." I turned to him, allowing my coat to part slightly, showing off my thigh. "We'll see how things progress from there."
Drinks were ordered and I gulped mine down quickly. A second and then a third round were ordered before a second man came by, saying he was a friend of my companion. He sat down on the other side of me.
"Why don't you take your coat off?" he asked. "Because I'm not wearing anything but a garter belt and nylons underneath it, that's why," I replied frankly, looking him right in the eyes. My boldness shocked him and he took a big swallow of his drink.
"Come on, you're kidding me, aren't you?"
"Why don't you find out?" I said with a challenge in my voice.
Moustache-man looked quickly around the bar to make sure nobody was looking, then he reached into the top of my coat and cupped my tit in his hand. The other guy pushed my coat up and brushed his fingers over my cum-slick cunthair.
"Son of a bitch!" moustache-man exclaimed to his friend. "She ain't wearing a fucking thing!"
The bartender moved over to us quickly, his face set in a scowl. "Listen, lady, if you want to let these guys feel you up, that's fine with me. You gotta do it somewhere else though, lady. I can't let that sort of thing happen right at the bar."
"Apparently we're no longer welcome here, gentlemen. Shall we take a walk?"
Moustache-man put his arm around my shoulders and the other held me by the waist… I put my arms around their waists and let them head me for the back door.
"A sneaking hunch tells me that there is nothing more than a dark alley back there," I said. "A place where, no, doubt, the two of you will expect me to do terrible things."
"Not terrible things, baby," moustache-man said, "soft, beautiful things."
"I like the way you think!" I replied, laughing as the men in the bar gawked at the three of us leaving arm in arm.
There was, as I had suspected, an alley. Unfortunately, it was too well-lit for my needs so we walked a little further until we found a space between two buildings that had been boarded off near the main road, leaving a darkened cul-de-sac just perfect for cock-hungry bitches such as myself. Discarded wine bottles were littered everywhere, many of them broken and crunching under our shoes.
The men started to clutch as me and I pushed them away firmly. Moustache-man started mumbling something about me being a cock-teaser and I frowned at him as a teacher would frown at a student complaining about homework.
"Just give me a little time and I'll show you how to really enjoy yourself," I said, taking my coat off. "The ground is filthy. One of you put your coat down for me to kneel on. And find some place to put my coat where it won't get dirty."
I peeled out of my coat and the men gasped, taking in my naked body. By the bulges in their crotches, they were more than ready to shove their cocks down my throat.
Moustache-man put his coat on the ground and the other guy looped my trench coat over a low hanging electrical wire that ran from one building to the next. I bent forward at the waist and grabbed my ankles, showing the men how much larger my tits got when they were allowed to hang freely, then shook my shoulders. My tits danced wildly, tumbling against each other. They were big, yet surprisingly firm and I proudly showed them off.
After displaying my jugs, I repleased my ankles and stood up slowly, caressing my legs all the way.
Hands to my crotch, I slipped a finger in my snatch and tweaked a nipple as I licked my lips invitingly for my men.
"Just stand there," I commanded, sinking to my knees on the coat. "Take your cocks out and let me watch you play with yourselves. Let's wait until you can't do anything but ram your cocks in my mouth."
I fingered my clit and rolled my nipples as the men jerked out their hard cocks and fisted them. Taking the finger out from my cunt, I put it to my lips and sucked on it, like it was a tiny cock. Doing that was just too erotic for moustache-man and his friend. They stepped forward and both tried to wedge their cocks in my mouth at the same time.
"Don't be in such a hurry," I purred, taking a cock in each hand. "I'll get you both off. All in good time… all in good time."
I fisted the hard shafts, waiting for small drops of juice to form at the tip. When both cocks were suitably heated, I licked the cum off moustache-man's big cockhead. He sighed lustfully as I pursed my lips and pushed my face over his prick, caressing it in a warm, tight embrace with my lips. My tongue darted along the underside, working in continual jabs.
As I sucked moustache-man, sliding my lips along his hard cock, I ran my fingers lightly over the other prick.
"Ohhhhhh! Suck it, baby! Use your tongue on my cock! That's right. Ohhhhhh! Suck me, bitch!"
Holding moustache-man's rod by the base, I tossed my head over the remaining three inches of hot prick. His big cockhead popped back and forth between my lips, throbbing powerfully. I squeezed his cock where it sprouted from his body, relaxing and tensing my fingers around the thick shaft.
When the cock was slick with my spit, I turned my attention to the other man's cock, kissing it lightly all over the crown and shank. My fingers moved easily over moustache-man's cock, now that it was lubricated. I whacked at his prick while gulping solid flesh down my throat.
"I can't take this," the friend gasped when I deep-throated him. "You cunt!"
I jerked my head frantically at his waist, mashing my bobbing tits against his legs. Then, when I knew he was going to give me his cum, I took him deep down my throat again and chewed on the base of his cock with my lips. Spurting jets of jism shot straight down my throat, warming my insides as I nuzzled my nose in his curly hair.
"Motherfuck that was good," he said meekly, cupping my head in his hand. "Just suck me a little bit longer, though. Let me watch you while you suck."
I tilted my head a little to one side and pulled my lips back and forth over his cock in slow, swan-like movements, giving him a good show. I chewed on the stalk with my lips, kneading the fleshy pole lightly.
"That's beautiful," he whispered. "That's just beautiful."
I gave his cockhead a few smacking kisses, then turned my attention back to moustache-man. His rod was trembling, throbbing powerfully. My fingers had driven him almost to the brink of climax and the hot embrace of my mouth would push him over the edge, that much I was sure about.
"Do you want to cum in my mouth?" I said, rubbing the rounded head over my lips as I looked up at him.
"You fuckin' right. Suck me, bitch! I'll give you a load of cum you ain't never had!"
"Conceited bastard, aren't you?" I replied, slipping the tip between my lips. As I worked on his wand, I unbuckled his pants and pulled them down around his knees. His big balls, full of the jism I wanted, were tight in his sac. Taking a tit in each hand, I lifted them and pushed them together, squeezing his balls between the fleshy pillows.
"Ohhhhhh! You bitch, that feels so good," moustache-man whispered, moving his hips back and forth slowly to fuck my face.
I let his prick slip from my lips and he immediately lowered his cum and rammed the red-hot prick through the valley of my tits. As the tip pushed up I licked at it, scraping off the drop of white spunk that formed at the tip.
"Mmmmmmm!" I murmured. "That tastes so good. Fuck my tits, then give me your spunk! I want it in my mouth, you big, horny bastard! I want your cum in my mouth! So hot and creamy!" I released my tits, knowing that moustache-man was going to cum soon and wanting his jism in my mouth and not on my tits. He picked up the tempo, slapping his sizzling cock between my lips in frantic strokes.
"Take it! Take my cum, you cocksucker!"
I grabbed his tool by the base, preventing him from stabbing it down my throat, and squeezed his balls as I tongued the burgeoning crown. The big head jerked and throbbed as he twisted his hips from the agony and ecstasy of my blow-job. Each time he pushed into me, my lips pulled tight over the knob, then mashed against my fist. His balls jumped in my hand, then spurting rivulets of tart slime splattered against my tongue.
"Suuuuuck!" moustache-man hissed, hunched over my head as he rammed his tool between my lips. "Eat me, baby!"
"Nnnuuummmmmm!" I choked, taking all his cum in my mouth. I urged his balls to give me everything he had, lifting them in my palm and squeezing lightly as my lips formed a tight seal around the pistoning cockflesh.
"Uh! Uh! Uh! Awwwwww!" moustache-man grunted as his cum splashed into my mouth, then ceased as his passion subsided. Finally, just when I thought I couldn't hold any more cum in my mouth, his balls finished their deluge.
I swirled my tongue around the crown, sucking hard on the tip until I was sure every drop of cum from his balls was in my mouth, then I swallowed it all down with one massive gulp. The jism left a strong aftertaste in my mouth that I liked very much.
Moustache-man was just pulling up his pants when his friend returned with every man in the bar. I guessed there were fifteen men, all eyeing my naked body, moving in close to get a good look.
"You going to suck us, too?" one man asked. Another replied. "Of course she is! She loves sucking cock!"
I rolled my nipples between my fingers, smiling at the men seductively. "Yeah, I'll suck you. Just get in line. A neat, orderly cock line."
The men battled for position fort while, all pulling their hard cocks out of their pants. Many of them were jacking on their pricks, getting them hot and hard.
"I'll take you on three at a time. One cock in my mouth, the other two in my hands. When those of you who are getting whacked off feel you're ready to cum, let me know and I'll suck you the rest of the way off."
Three men moved in position in front of me. I took one huge cock in my lips and the other two guided my groping hands to their throbbing pricks. My hair swirled as I threw my head over the big cock, taking it to the back of my mouth, then pulling back to caress just the very tip. I jerked on the other two cocks hard, intent on getting them off as quickly as possible.
The three men moaned and groaned, thoroughly enjoying the working out I gave their hard pricks. It didn't take long for the orderly line to disband and soon the remaining twelve guys were all crowded around me, trying to watch as I sucked cock.
The cock in my right hand throbbed mightily and I turned my attention to it, sucking on the drooling crown while jacking on the shank. In just seconds my mouth was flooded with white, slimy spunk. As soon as the balls had given me all they had to give, I released it from my mouth and went back to sucking the guy directly in front of me.
A fresh, rigid cock suddenly appeared in my hand, taking the place of the one guy who had already cum, and I was in heaven. Cocks! Cocks everywhere! Hands were all over my body, tweaking my nipples, feeling my ass, slipping between my puffy cuntlips to fondle and tantalize my clit.
The big cock in my mouth exploded, giving me another mouthful of spunk. I hardly had time to swallow it down before a third guy grabbed my hair and pulled my face to his hot cock. He blew his load with gusto, shouting about how good it felt to have hot lips sliding over his prick. I gulped down his load, then released the cocks in my hands.
"Wait a minute, guys," I said, exhausted. "My lips are getting sore. I've swallowed five loads of cumin the last ten minutes." The men started complaining and I knew I had better think of something pretty quick or they could get in a real ugly mood. "My lips just can't take much more! They're getting swollen."
"Fuck it! Let's fuck the cunt!" someone shouted.
I had already been fucked countless times by the guys in the porn theatre and I didn't want any more cocks rammed up my tiny – and tender – slit.
"Jack yourselves off on me," I suggested. "Just get yourself most of the way there and I'll finish you off. I promise! Every one of you can cum in my mouth. I just can't swallow any more, that's all."
"That's fine by me, cocksucker," a guy said, cupping his hand at the back of my head and pulling me – open-mouthed – over his prick.
The hard cocks were everything I needed. My tender, swollen lips rode over the hard, slick flesh. I caressed prick after prick with my lips and tongue. I jacked on even more cocks with my hands, urging them to release a load of cum. Hands pulled at my nipples and slapped my tight little ass as the men cursed and praised me.
Even though I simply couldn't swallow any more of the passionate jism, that didn't mean I couldn't enjoy the feeling of having a prick erupt like a volcano in my mouth. Each time someone released a load of spunk in my mouth, I pushed the hot cream out the corner of my lips, allowing it to trickle down my chin and drip onto my tits. Load after load of jism was deposited in my mouth, only to end up warming my tits.
Someone used my hair to wrap around his cock as he jerked off. When be let my hair fall against my back, I could feel the sticky cum matting the strands together.
With all the men jerking on their pricks at the same time, it took less than a half hour before the last man blew his load. When it was all over, they left me there, kneeling in the darkened alley. Blobs of cum covered the front of my naked body. Long white lines went from both corners of my mouth, down my chin and neck before trailing down to the sweeping fullness of my jugs. There was so much jism on me that rivers, starting from either side of my body, joined together between my tits and ran down to my already cum-soaked cunthairs.
I wanted the cum on my body. Jeff – dear husband Jeff – had never done anything so daring as jerked off on me. Every time we fucked was just the same as the time before. Grab my tits a little, stick his prick in and blow his nuts as quickly as possible. After that he just rolled over and went to sleep, or got out of bed and studied some new theory of medicine that might help his rise in the chain of command in the hospital.
I used the back of my hand to smear away the cum on my chin and neck, then took my coat off the electrical wire. Whoever had allowed me to kneel on his coat either forgot to take his coat with him, or decided that it would be too soaked with cum to bother with ever again. As I stuck my arms in the trench coat and pulled it around me, the fabric stuck to my body, glued to me from the juices sticking to my tits.
When I finally made it home, Jeff was still asleep in the chair with the television on. I took a shower to get the spunk off me, then climbed into a pair of panties and a T-shirt and went to sleep feeling satisfied. Briefly I tried to figure out how many cocks had erupted in my mouth or cunt. Getting the exact number was an impossibility and I slept with a smile pursing my lips.
Saturday morning and afternoon were a bore. I watched television while Jeff caught up on some reading. It seemed like he was always patching up on reading while never catching up on me. Still, there was a quiet peacefulness that I felt whenever Jeff was around, so I didn't feel too bad or, even worse, too alone.
Finally, at about six o'clock, I told him I needed to do some shopping and I left the apartment, dressed in a pair of tight, faded jeans and a western-style cotton shirt. It was a small miracle that I made it out of the apartment without him noticing that I wasn't wearing a bra.
In the elevator I unbuttoned my shirt and rolled it up to my tits, then tied it ma knot right below the swell of my tits. This exposed my flat stomach and gave anyone who cared to look a view of my mounding, milky cleavage.
I took a cab clean across town to the state university, where my brother is a philosophy student. When the driver asked for the fare, I pulled out his cock and gave him a quick blow-job, swallowing all of his cum. More than happy with the exchange, he said to call him whenever I needed a ride.
Tim, my brother, lives in a fraternity house with ten or twelve other guys. Though he is a very serious student, much like myself when I was in nursing school, I knew that Saturday nights meant a night on the town chasing girls.
When I knocked on the door, a boy approximately my age, wearing grubby clothes and holding an open beer bottle, opened the door. His eyes moved over my body, not missing anything. I was a little annoyed that he made no attempt to hide his lust, then I realized that it was really a compliment to my good looks.
"Tim's up in his room studying," the boy said. "You want me to go get him or are you the kind that will go down… I mean up?"
"I'm his sister," I said, walking past him. "And I know everything your dirty little mind is thinking. Furthermore, to answer your question, I am the kind of girl that will go down, but not with a grubby creep like you."
I went up the stairs past the piles of dirty clothes, scattered text books and discarded beer cans. These boys certainly could use a cleaning lady. The first door I came to I knocked on and same one inside shouted for me to came m. Inside a muscular young man, clean-cut and squeaky clean from the shower he had just taken, was drying his hair. His cock, limp and jiggling beautifully as he dried his hair, looked very tempting.
"Hey, where's Tim's room?" I asked, hands on my hips.
The boy immediately pulled the towel around his waist and gawked at me, open mouthed. "Who are you?"
"You don't need to worry about covering up. I'm a nurse. Also, I'm Tim's sister. Now where is his room?"
"Last door on the right," the boy answered, still in shock.
As I headed for Tim's room, I made a mental note to fuck the clean-cut boy. He would, I had no doubt, really know how to use his cock.
I walked into Tim's room without knocking. He was lying on his back in bed, already dressed for the evening, with a book open on his chest.
"Amber!" he said, giving me his beautiful smile. "What the hell are you doing here?" He started to get up, but I sat on the bed next to him and pushed him back down.
"Tim, you're my brother and you're my friend. That being the case, I've came to do both of us a great service." I picked the book off his chest and closed it, setting it on the floor. "You're going to the bars tonight, aren't you?"
"Yes."
"And you're going to try and convince some young girl with a pretty face and a nice set of tits to come to this room with you so you can fuck her, right?"
"Well… yes, I suppose so."
"How long has it been since you've rammed your cock in some girl's pussy?"
Tim turned red with embarrassment before answering. "Two weeks. Two weeks ago I hit the bars. Last weekend I had mid-terms."
"That means that you're pretty fucking horny right now," I said, still in my matter-of-fact tone. "You'll probably be a bit too energetic for the young lady to cope with, and if you do get her back here you'll probably cum too quickly. That's not going to make her too happy. I know. I'm speaking from experience."
"So what are you saying?"
"I'm saying that…" I paused and stood up. Untying the knot in my shift, I let my big tits fall out. Shaking my shoulders caused them to wiggle erotically, the brown nipples hard and pointed, wanting to be touched.
"Tim, I'm saying that I'll take the edge off your frustrations if you take the edge off mine. Tonight Jeff is going to fuck me, just like he does every Saturday night, and I'm going to be left high and dry without cumming. I never cum with him."
Tim raised his arms to me and I melted in them, mashing my tits against his broad chest. We clutched each other, my tongue darting in his mouth as he pulled my shirt down my shoulders before throwing it across the room.
"I've wanted to fuck you for along, long time," Tim murmured in my ear. "Ever since I walked into the bathroom and saw you naked."
"I've got to have your cock I I've got to have my brother's cock!"
I unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down to his knees. Tim helped me get his shorts down, then I grabbed his growing cock and took it between my lips. As I sucked on it, running my tongue over the fat, red cockhead, it grew to full-size.
"Okay, brother, now you're going to fuck me," I hissed like a wildcat in heat. I pulled down my jeans and panties in one motion and stepped out of them. Straddling Tim's erect prick, I guided it to my feverish snatch. Letting myself sink on Tim's cock, I wondered why in the hell I hadn't been fucking him for years.
I bounced up-and-down on Tim's rigid cock, taking it up my snatch until our hips ground together. He blew his nuts quickly, just as I suspected he would, filling my belly with his pungent juices.
Tim grabbed my bouncing tits as he shot cum into my fuck hole, arching his back to maintain maximum insertion of cock in cunt. Neither of us said a word, afraid that his fraternity brothers would hear our frenzied, lustful screams.
And when Tim's heavy balls stopped erupting, when all his lusty spunk was in my twat, I lay down on him, kissing his neck. I worked my cunt muscles on his shaft, trying to milk him dry.
"Sweet, adorable, precious brother," I whispered, licking his ear. "We're going to be fucking each other for the rest of our lives. I love Jeff, but I hate the boring way he fucks."
"Your pussy is hotter than I ever imagined it would be," Tim said, stroking my hair with one hand and squeezing my ass with the other as his cock dwindled in size in my twat. "I want to fuck you every night. Sometimes I jerk off looking at the picture you gave me."
"We'll take some nudes of me. I'll suck one of your friends and you can take the pictures, or something."
"Yes, yes, yes," Tim said softly, moving his cock gingerly through my pussylips. "That way, even when you're not here I can pretend that it's you sucking my cock. I can shoot my nuts while looking at your smooth body."
When I got off Tim, I stood across the room and let him look at my body, as he asked. He just kept shaking his head slowly, stunned that I had so brazenly asked him to fuck me and even more amazed that I would want to fuck him again.
On the way home I thought of Jeff and of our lives together. I couldn't divorce Jeff. I didn't even want to. He would fuck me later. I would pretend to cum, just as I do every Saturday night. I would fuck Jeff every Saturday night for the rest of my life, but I would never again go frustrated. Never again would I feel the agonizing pain of needing a cock to suck on or have plowing in my cunt and feel that I had no way out. I would live with Jeff as his wife, but I would also be my own woman. When he wanted to fuck me, I would be there.
When I wanted a hard, lusty prick, I'd go find it wherever I could.