1. The Chain: Link 5b


    Date: 10/4/2014, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    understand. She was sticky and still horny and wanting to cum, but she crawled to one side. “Slave!” Lolly shouted. “Do your trick! Roll over for me!” She may have a dirty imagination herself, but Samantha couldn’t believe it when Slave got down on the ground, on her back, right where Gordon’s spunk had fallen. She wriggled her body, arms and legs in the air. “Woof woof!” she cried. “Good bitch!” Lolly said. “I know you’d prefer it if it was piss, but spunk’ll do, eh?” “Yes, Mistress!” Slave said, rolling over and rising to her knees. “Thank you, Mistress.” Lolly bent down to grab the leash. “Walk to heel!” she demanded, and suddenly the pair of them were walking away, Slave on all fours, Lolly with the strap-on still sticking out in front of her. Samantha just stared. Then she tried, unsteadily to get to her feet. “Right, that’s me done,” Gordon said, pulling up the zip in his trousers. “Thanks for a good time.” Samantha nodded, still feeling some of his cum on her skin. She wobbled to her feet as Gordon marched off down the slope. For some reason Ivan had gone to sit on the bench. Right, now, where was Chloe? Surely it was time to go home? She started when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Chloe was there, appearing as if from nowhere. “Why go home now?” she asked. “It looks like you’ve got some new admirers.” She was pointing to the side of the bench, and in the dim light, Samantha saw two figures standing next to a tree. Sam tried to reassert himself, suggesting that it ...
    really was time to go home. Samantha pushed him to the very back of her mind. She’d already seen that the two men had their hard cocks out. Somehow she didn’t feel so exhausted any more. Beside her, Chloe giggled. “That’s my girl!” she exclaimed. Sam made a last, valiant attempt to impose himself, and failed. Samantha was walking towards the newcomers, her skirt still up round her waist, remnants of Gordon’s spunk on her face. “Hi, guys!” she said in her husky voice. “Have you been here long?” “Long enough,” one of them said. Later, Sam would remember everything in disjointed fragments, and with everything that had happened that night, Samantha was hardly aware of any linear progression herself. Suddenly she had two big, meaty cocks in her hands. She was wanking them. Male hands were groping her, touching her cunt, squeezing her bum, touching her breasts where her sensitive nipples swelled. Fingers pushed up inside her. There was wet, so much wet. She knew she wanted to cum again. The men fingered her. She wanked them. She needed them to make her cum, desperately. Then she was on all fours again. There were still fingers inside her, frigging her. She moaned, awkwardly, the way you do when your mouth’s full of cock. She reached back herself to touch her clit. Sparks shot through her body. Cock meat was sliding over her face and she heard herself moan out loud, “I need to cum! Make me cum!” She was being carried. Suddenly she was on the bench again, legs spread. Ivan was between ...
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