08-04-2008, 04:05 PM
My favorite evening written by Darkcyde
This has always been my favorite story to tell, mainly because I can remember everything in it. Even though I keep thinking I have a lot of them there's only a few good ones. This is in three parts, so please be patient!
This happened my freshman year at OH state. My roommate, Jason Huntsman, and I were locked in the same room for the evening, his plans had been ruined by the continuing bad storm we got, and I had nothing to do, and listening to him was the only thing to relieve my boredom. I sat down again, trying to regroup my thoughts. What he was asking me was not only out of line, but also physically impossible. Especially when he mentioned the three other girls, but not their names. Jason knelt down in front of me, hand trailing up my shorts and undoing the first button, having that look on his face like he was expecting me to say yes. I sighed, closing my eyes as his hand slid down to my cunt. It wasn't like I had any chances to begin, he offered nine hundred dollars, more than I made in a month off my regular job, just to do this thing for one night.
"Come on. It'll be fun. Just you and me and some of the girls. No games this time, I promise." I reopened my eyes to see him smiling sweetly, and my heart melted instantly. Jason was adorable, something Joshua Jackson but with side-burns, real gentleman like and cute, and I guess any sane girl would have seconded that motion. Opinions change. "Alright!," I said, unable to stand that look any longer, "I'll do this sick joke." He jumped, ready to go down and tell the rest when I barely caught his arm at the door. "Jay, you promise me this won't hurt too much, right?" He smiled, clapping my shoulder. We were only friends at the time, and I'm sure as hell glad I didn't try to overstep that boundary. He fished out three fifty-dollar bills, saying he would see me tomorrow morning at the spring in the campground. And ran out.
I got home the next day a little over four. Searched through my wardrobe, finally coming up with a tight jeans-skirt, and a full-sleeved tube top that wrapped around my tits. Checked in the mirror, letting my thick, long dark hair fall around my shoulder. I looked like one of those cunts they show in the movies being offered to monsters. I loved it! I skipped out to my car, barefooted, a few guys stealing long glances at my bare stomach, a few whistling playfully. Even one of the professors got into it. I got to Jason's house a half-hour later. He opened the door, beaming, to reveal a single room draped in scented candles, the windows locked and looking over his shoulder I could see three gorgeous women in bra and panties staring at me from his queen-sized bed, wide-eyed with expectation. "Come on in," he motioned. I was frozen. Amy, Jamie, and Rachel. The two blondes of my freshman year I despised the most and my best friend, curling around one of the catty blondes and licking the cleft between her tits. I couldn't believe my eyes. When she saw me she grinned, motioning me to join her as her fingers poked Amy's bellybutton, the bitch arching her back in ecstasy. Jason pushed me up to them. Beside them Jamie stretched back further, her tanned, curvy stomach breathing shallowly, her fingers playfully circling her navel.
I was immediately turned on by the sight of it. Jason's fingers pried under my top, as I let him pull it over me, my firm, bare breasts pointing up. My nipples stiffened as he kissed my back, calling me sweet names, his tongue spooning down my spine and ever so slowly let his teeth gnaw down the zipper of my skirt, dropping it. I was completely naked, defenseless. He pressed me on a free spot on the bed, grabbing a nearby chair and making himself comfortable. I slowly got into the mood, somehow I recalled that he was paying me a large sum for this, and haunched on top of Amy, a wicked look on the girl's face as she suddenly squeezed my cunt, fingering it. My wetness spilled all over her arm like a faucet, and she laughed, leaning in and kissing me fiercely. Our lips pursed tightly together, a cold rush racing over me. I could hear Rachel laughing from right behind me, grabbing me hips and settling herself doggie-style on top of me. I gasped, her tongue probing the slit of my ass, her warmth spreading over my thighs. I came over and over again, as Jamie moved up, pouting. I watched her through the heat as she grabbed a nearby metal rod, checking with Jason if it was okay and he immediately consented. My eyes widened as she came over to me, pushing Rachel beside and smiling at me, checking the angle.
"Oh shit!" She pushed the rod in my ass crack, wedging it in the small opening for which it was too large, and got it almost completely in before I shrieked, shivering as she left the rod in, coming over to me and pulled me up by my long hair. I screamed, my hands reaching up to the pain as the rod settled itself more painfully in my ass, and she motioned to Amy to begin. Amy knelt up, cocking her bony hand back into a fist, pounding it right above my navel! "UNNNNGGGHHH!!!" I tried to drop forward, but Jamie repositioned the rod in my butt so that it went further, almost completely in, and I instantly got back up. Amy's fist wallowed in my flesh, sinking back and slowly pulled off. Reformed her fist, and slammed me again right under my bellybutton. "GUUUNNNHHH!" My hips pushed forward, wanting more. This time her fist pulled down to my cunt, fingers wedging in and pulling in my wetness, pushing in and out over and over again.
Jamie pulled me back further, bending my body back like a bow and pushing the rod all the way in my ass. I screamed, unable to breathe as Amy smacked me in my bellybutton. "GUUNNNHHH!!!" I groaned softly, my eyes feeling dizzy. I licked my lips, trying to orient myself before Jason came to my side.
"Okay, okay! That's enough!" He pulled Jamie off me, Rachel swerving off the bed, eyes wide as I fell forward, slowly closing my eyes. "Shit! You want to kill her?" His voice trailed off as I closed my eyes.
When I came to again I was sitting in one of his chairs. He immediately rushed to my side, stroking my hair. I wanted to scream, get the hell out and forget about the money, but I nodded. My first reaction was to reach down my ass...the rod was gone. He smiled, massaging my neck.
When I got to seeing straight again I saw Amy hanging by a chinning bar in the lounge, feet dangling off the ground, wearing bikini panties and a full-sleeved tube top that showed an inch of her tits. She was crying, big crystal tears streaming down her cheeks. Her lovely, long blond hair was sticking to her forehead, matted from the sweat.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."
I looked back at Jason, a little more than confused. "It's her turn now," he said.
From the kitchen nearby I could see Rachel coming in, naked, Jamie behind her, both carrying bowls of ice cream. The cunts dropped down to the bed. Jamie stretched back, spreading her legs as Rachel dipped a spoonful down her slit, and slowly spreading it across her lower belly as Jamie grabbed the bedposts, sighing. She got another spoonful, this time plopping it on the girl's belly, slowly spreading it with her hand down the smooth flesh, her ribs and her thighs until her tanned skin was covered completely in chocolate. She reached over the counter, and dipped a cherry in Jamie's bellybutton. The bitch moaned, arching her back as Rachel started to lick her from her tits down, spooning her tongue down the icy chocolate down to her clit, dipping her lips in. Both girls started to giggle. Jason, finding it hard to break away from the spectacle, pushed me over to Amy, the poor girl still crying. Big blue eyes turned on me, gasping, her beautiful stomach heaving.
"Do anything you want," Jason told me, handing me three fifty dollar bills.
I put them across the table, cocking my head at Amy, feeling sorry for her but putting any feelings aside. "Please don't hurt me, I didn't want to-gu-UUUUNNNNHHH!!!"
My fist buried itself in her stretched flesh, right above her bellybutton. I let it sink in good, twisting my fist, pushing her further back and slammed my free fist right in her mouth! She groaned as I let go, a tongue of blood spurting from her lips. Her belly beat a blood-red color, and she was struggling to even breathe, but I could care less. "GUUUNNNHH!!!" She screamed, my fists pounding over and over again in her solar plexus, feeling the sweat drip off her belly down my fists, until I was sure she couldn't breathe straight anymore. "Stop, please..."
I let her go, breathing hoarsely as she squirmed her hips ever so slightly, eyes dilating. I walked over to the kitchen, grabbing a few utensils and a cup, rushing to the sink and waited until the water was boiling hot. I returned with the equipment: Amy was still breathing fine, mumbling. Her pretty face was coming to its wit's end. I grabbed the cup with a glove, winking at a wide-mouthed Jason. I got in her face, pinching her baby-smooth cheeks, damp from the tears.
"This is going to hurt, sweetie."
I had never forgotten how she stole Jason away from me years ago, and it was easier to do it then. I lifted the cup, and slowly titled it down the collar of her tube top. Oh, it was beautiful! She screamed her eyes out, crying and moaning as the hot liquid streamed unbothered down her top burning her tits and down her stomach to her bellybutton, and down her cunt. I poured all the contents down, taking a seat and watching her twist in agony. The hiss of water on flesh was magnificent. A slit of blood trailed from her navel, down her leg. The water had burned through her bellybutton, a larger stream pouring down.
"Oh my God, please help me, I'm burning, help-"
I reached over for the first utensil, a cork opener. I knelt down in front of her, licking the blood. She shrieked, unable to do anything as I placed the cork opener in her stretched navel, and slowly started to dig. She sputtered small groans of protest, but nothing more. The blood was seeping heavily now.
"Rachel," Jason said, "it's your turn." Rachel eyed us both, looking at Amy. She shuddered as Jason untied her, motioning for her to come on.
Rachel slid from the bed, plucking the cherry from Jamie's navel, placing it to the blonde's lips. The bitch stretched out, purring, her stomach and breasts still covered in the ice cream. She strode slowly and sexily to the bonds, slipping her wrists in and pushing her hips forward. A sly grin came over her pretty face as I approached her, reveling at what I could do. I had special plans for my best friend.
Jason eyed us from the lounge, nurturing Amy's wounds. Our eyes momentarily met, and he pulled out seven fifty-dollar wads, laying them on the table. "Whichever one cracks first," he said, returning his attention to Amy.
I walked over to the dining table, picking up the same metal rod used on me. Rachel started to laugh, diminished to a nervous giggle as I loomed over her. The rod touched the hot flesh of her tits, playfully circling her nipples to erection as I slid it down to her ribs, poking each as I pushed it in her solar plexus, her eyes suddenly widening as I kept the pressure on her skin, slowly scratching it down to her bellybutton, where it plopped into the narrow cup. She gasped, a thin red line showing along her belly. I grinned, pushing the rod into her navel and twisted it hard, her belly skin twisting with the iron grip. She looked at me through hot eyes, biting her lower lip as I twisted it as far as possible, slowly pulling it back. Rachel looked beautiful, sweat damping her thin, long, plastered hair. Her blue eyes searched me. Her thin body was heaving, the sweat dripping down. An idea suddenly flashed through my mind. I looked back at Jamie, who was snoring softly with the chocolate ice cream matter on her belly. I went up behind Rachel, who was entirely naked, and knelt down to her ass. I brought the rod up to her flesh and could hear a soft little gasp, but I pushed the rod in as far as I could, getting it all the way before she cracked, shrieking her pour lungs out. I let it stay in there, good and tight, and walked over to Jamie, grabbing the bucket of ice cream and stepped back to Rachel. She appealed to me in a pathetic way, squirming her hips, desperately trying to work with the form.
"Hurts, doesn't it?" I grabbed a spoonful of cold ice cream, kneeling down in front of her and pushed the ice cream inside her pussy, wedging and fingering it in as she moaned softly at the coldness entering her, her c- spreading down my arm but I continued to dip the ice cream in her little pussy, getting everything in until the very last drop of the bucket. Her c-- was spilling ice cream! Oh, it was beautiful.
Jason remained unnerved, kissing Amy on her belly. I cocked my fist back and slammed it into her bellybutton.
"GUUNNNHHH!!!" She bowed forward, unable to do anything as I smashed both fists in her soft belly, caving the flesh in entirely as her groans became louder, tears starting to stream down her face. "Enough please! Aaaawww...my pour cunt...what the f-- did you-oooOOOUUUFFF!!!!"
I pounded my fists into her right ribs. I stepped back from fatigue, watching as Amy got her shoes on and left with Jason without another word.
"Lock up when you're done," he said.
I looked to the bed, Jamie had woken up, wiping her belly clean and running out the door with only a pair of short shorts on. Outside it was starting to thunder again. I walked back to the bed, getting my top and skirt back on. Rachel stared at me, wide-eyed, moaning as she twisted heavily.
"Wait," she cried, "what about Jamie? She hasn't got her turn yet!"
I patted Rachel on her bellybutton, fingering her slimy c-- one more time and brining the cream to my lips. At the door I glanced back at her one last time, tied up, her arms growing tired, the chocolate ice cream dripping down her pussy, her stomach blood red and heaving, the rod still all the way in her ass. I smiled.
"See you tomorrow, honey." And was sure to lock the door behind me.
This has always been my favorite story to tell, mainly because I can remember everything in it. Even though I keep thinking I have a lot of them there's only a few good ones. This is in three parts, so please be patient!
This happened my freshman year at OH state. My roommate, Jason Huntsman, and I were locked in the same room for the evening, his plans had been ruined by the continuing bad storm we got, and I had nothing to do, and listening to him was the only thing to relieve my boredom. I sat down again, trying to regroup my thoughts. What he was asking me was not only out of line, but also physically impossible. Especially when he mentioned the three other girls, but not their names. Jason knelt down in front of me, hand trailing up my shorts and undoing the first button, having that look on his face like he was expecting me to say yes. I sighed, closing my eyes as his hand slid down to my cunt. It wasn't like I had any chances to begin, he offered nine hundred dollars, more than I made in a month off my regular job, just to do this thing for one night.
"Come on. It'll be fun. Just you and me and some of the girls. No games this time, I promise." I reopened my eyes to see him smiling sweetly, and my heart melted instantly. Jason was adorable, something Joshua Jackson but with side-burns, real gentleman like and cute, and I guess any sane girl would have seconded that motion. Opinions change. "Alright!," I said, unable to stand that look any longer, "I'll do this sick joke." He jumped, ready to go down and tell the rest when I barely caught his arm at the door. "Jay, you promise me this won't hurt too much, right?" He smiled, clapping my shoulder. We were only friends at the time, and I'm sure as hell glad I didn't try to overstep that boundary. He fished out three fifty-dollar bills, saying he would see me tomorrow morning at the spring in the campground. And ran out.
I got home the next day a little over four. Searched through my wardrobe, finally coming up with a tight jeans-skirt, and a full-sleeved tube top that wrapped around my tits. Checked in the mirror, letting my thick, long dark hair fall around my shoulder. I looked like one of those cunts they show in the movies being offered to monsters. I loved it! I skipped out to my car, barefooted, a few guys stealing long glances at my bare stomach, a few whistling playfully. Even one of the professors got into it. I got to Jason's house a half-hour later. He opened the door, beaming, to reveal a single room draped in scented candles, the windows locked and looking over his shoulder I could see three gorgeous women in bra and panties staring at me from his queen-sized bed, wide-eyed with expectation. "Come on in," he motioned. I was frozen. Amy, Jamie, and Rachel. The two blondes of my freshman year I despised the most and my best friend, curling around one of the catty blondes and licking the cleft between her tits. I couldn't believe my eyes. When she saw me she grinned, motioning me to join her as her fingers poked Amy's bellybutton, the bitch arching her back in ecstasy. Jason pushed me up to them. Beside them Jamie stretched back further, her tanned, curvy stomach breathing shallowly, her fingers playfully circling her navel.
I was immediately turned on by the sight of it. Jason's fingers pried under my top, as I let him pull it over me, my firm, bare breasts pointing up. My nipples stiffened as he kissed my back, calling me sweet names, his tongue spooning down my spine and ever so slowly let his teeth gnaw down the zipper of my skirt, dropping it. I was completely naked, defenseless. He pressed me on a free spot on the bed, grabbing a nearby chair and making himself comfortable. I slowly got into the mood, somehow I recalled that he was paying me a large sum for this, and haunched on top of Amy, a wicked look on the girl's face as she suddenly squeezed my cunt, fingering it. My wetness spilled all over her arm like a faucet, and she laughed, leaning in and kissing me fiercely. Our lips pursed tightly together, a cold rush racing over me. I could hear Rachel laughing from right behind me, grabbing me hips and settling herself doggie-style on top of me. I gasped, her tongue probing the slit of my ass, her warmth spreading over my thighs. I came over and over again, as Jamie moved up, pouting. I watched her through the heat as she grabbed a nearby metal rod, checking with Jason if it was okay and he immediately consented. My eyes widened as she came over to me, pushing Rachel beside and smiling at me, checking the angle.
"Oh shit!" She pushed the rod in my ass crack, wedging it in the small opening for which it was too large, and got it almost completely in before I shrieked, shivering as she left the rod in, coming over to me and pulled me up by my long hair. I screamed, my hands reaching up to the pain as the rod settled itself more painfully in my ass, and she motioned to Amy to begin. Amy knelt up, cocking her bony hand back into a fist, pounding it right above my navel! "UNNNNGGGHHH!!!" I tried to drop forward, but Jamie repositioned the rod in my butt so that it went further, almost completely in, and I instantly got back up. Amy's fist wallowed in my flesh, sinking back and slowly pulled off. Reformed her fist, and slammed me again right under my bellybutton. "GUUUNNNHHH!" My hips pushed forward, wanting more. This time her fist pulled down to my cunt, fingers wedging in and pulling in my wetness, pushing in and out over and over again.
Jamie pulled me back further, bending my body back like a bow and pushing the rod all the way in my ass. I screamed, unable to breathe as Amy smacked me in my bellybutton. "GUUNNNHHH!!!" I groaned softly, my eyes feeling dizzy. I licked my lips, trying to orient myself before Jason came to my side.
"Okay, okay! That's enough!" He pulled Jamie off me, Rachel swerving off the bed, eyes wide as I fell forward, slowly closing my eyes. "Shit! You want to kill her?" His voice trailed off as I closed my eyes.
When I came to again I was sitting in one of his chairs. He immediately rushed to my side, stroking my hair. I wanted to scream, get the hell out and forget about the money, but I nodded. My first reaction was to reach down my ass...the rod was gone. He smiled, massaging my neck.
When I got to seeing straight again I saw Amy hanging by a chinning bar in the lounge, feet dangling off the ground, wearing bikini panties and a full-sleeved tube top that showed an inch of her tits. She was crying, big crystal tears streaming down her cheeks. Her lovely, long blond hair was sticking to her forehead, matted from the sweat.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."
I looked back at Jason, a little more than confused. "It's her turn now," he said.
From the kitchen nearby I could see Rachel coming in, naked, Jamie behind her, both carrying bowls of ice cream. The cunts dropped down to the bed. Jamie stretched back, spreading her legs as Rachel dipped a spoonful down her slit, and slowly spreading it across her lower belly as Jamie grabbed the bedposts, sighing. She got another spoonful, this time plopping it on the girl's belly, slowly spreading it with her hand down the smooth flesh, her ribs and her thighs until her tanned skin was covered completely in chocolate. She reached over the counter, and dipped a cherry in Jamie's bellybutton. The bitch moaned, arching her back as Rachel started to lick her from her tits down, spooning her tongue down the icy chocolate down to her clit, dipping her lips in. Both girls started to giggle. Jason, finding it hard to break away from the spectacle, pushed me over to Amy, the poor girl still crying. Big blue eyes turned on me, gasping, her beautiful stomach heaving.
"Do anything you want," Jason told me, handing me three fifty dollar bills.
I put them across the table, cocking my head at Amy, feeling sorry for her but putting any feelings aside. "Please don't hurt me, I didn't want to-gu-UUUUNNNNHHH!!!"
My fist buried itself in her stretched flesh, right above her bellybutton. I let it sink in good, twisting my fist, pushing her further back and slammed my free fist right in her mouth! She groaned as I let go, a tongue of blood spurting from her lips. Her belly beat a blood-red color, and she was struggling to even breathe, but I could care less. "GUUUNNNHH!!!" She screamed, my fists pounding over and over again in her solar plexus, feeling the sweat drip off her belly down my fists, until I was sure she couldn't breathe straight anymore. "Stop, please..."
I let her go, breathing hoarsely as she squirmed her hips ever so slightly, eyes dilating. I walked over to the kitchen, grabbing a few utensils and a cup, rushing to the sink and waited until the water was boiling hot. I returned with the equipment: Amy was still breathing fine, mumbling. Her pretty face was coming to its wit's end. I grabbed the cup with a glove, winking at a wide-mouthed Jason. I got in her face, pinching her baby-smooth cheeks, damp from the tears.
"This is going to hurt, sweetie."
I had never forgotten how she stole Jason away from me years ago, and it was easier to do it then. I lifted the cup, and slowly titled it down the collar of her tube top. Oh, it was beautiful! She screamed her eyes out, crying and moaning as the hot liquid streamed unbothered down her top burning her tits and down her stomach to her bellybutton, and down her cunt. I poured all the contents down, taking a seat and watching her twist in agony. The hiss of water on flesh was magnificent. A slit of blood trailed from her navel, down her leg. The water had burned through her bellybutton, a larger stream pouring down.
"Oh my God, please help me, I'm burning, help-"
I reached over for the first utensil, a cork opener. I knelt down in front of her, licking the blood. She shrieked, unable to do anything as I placed the cork opener in her stretched navel, and slowly started to dig. She sputtered small groans of protest, but nothing more. The blood was seeping heavily now.
"Rachel," Jason said, "it's your turn." Rachel eyed us both, looking at Amy. She shuddered as Jason untied her, motioning for her to come on.
Rachel slid from the bed, plucking the cherry from Jamie's navel, placing it to the blonde's lips. The bitch stretched out, purring, her stomach and breasts still covered in the ice cream. She strode slowly and sexily to the bonds, slipping her wrists in and pushing her hips forward. A sly grin came over her pretty face as I approached her, reveling at what I could do. I had special plans for my best friend.
Jason eyed us from the lounge, nurturing Amy's wounds. Our eyes momentarily met, and he pulled out seven fifty-dollar wads, laying them on the table. "Whichever one cracks first," he said, returning his attention to Amy.
I walked over to the dining table, picking up the same metal rod used on me. Rachel started to laugh, diminished to a nervous giggle as I loomed over her. The rod touched the hot flesh of her tits, playfully circling her nipples to erection as I slid it down to her ribs, poking each as I pushed it in her solar plexus, her eyes suddenly widening as I kept the pressure on her skin, slowly scratching it down to her bellybutton, where it plopped into the narrow cup. She gasped, a thin red line showing along her belly. I grinned, pushing the rod into her navel and twisted it hard, her belly skin twisting with the iron grip. She looked at me through hot eyes, biting her lower lip as I twisted it as far as possible, slowly pulling it back. Rachel looked beautiful, sweat damping her thin, long, plastered hair. Her blue eyes searched me. Her thin body was heaving, the sweat dripping down. An idea suddenly flashed through my mind. I looked back at Jamie, who was snoring softly with the chocolate ice cream matter on her belly. I went up behind Rachel, who was entirely naked, and knelt down to her ass. I brought the rod up to her flesh and could hear a soft little gasp, but I pushed the rod in as far as I could, getting it all the way before she cracked, shrieking her pour lungs out. I let it stay in there, good and tight, and walked over to Jamie, grabbing the bucket of ice cream and stepped back to Rachel. She appealed to me in a pathetic way, squirming her hips, desperately trying to work with the form.
"Hurts, doesn't it?" I grabbed a spoonful of cold ice cream, kneeling down in front of her and pushed the ice cream inside her pussy, wedging and fingering it in as she moaned softly at the coldness entering her, her c- spreading down my arm but I continued to dip the ice cream in her little pussy, getting everything in until the very last drop of the bucket. Her c-- was spilling ice cream! Oh, it was beautiful.
Jason remained unnerved, kissing Amy on her belly. I cocked my fist back and slammed it into her bellybutton.
"GUUNNNHHH!!!" She bowed forward, unable to do anything as I smashed both fists in her soft belly, caving the flesh in entirely as her groans became louder, tears starting to stream down her face. "Enough please! Aaaawww...my pour cunt...what the f-- did you-oooOOOUUUFFF!!!!"
I pounded my fists into her right ribs. I stepped back from fatigue, watching as Amy got her shoes on and left with Jason without another word.
"Lock up when you're done," he said.
I looked to the bed, Jamie had woken up, wiping her belly clean and running out the door with only a pair of short shorts on. Outside it was starting to thunder again. I walked back to the bed, getting my top and skirt back on. Rachel stared at me, wide-eyed, moaning as she twisted heavily.
"Wait," she cried, "what about Jamie? She hasn't got her turn yet!"
I patted Rachel on her bellybutton, fingering her slimy c-- one more time and brining the cream to my lips. At the door I glanced back at her one last time, tied up, her arms growing tired, the chocolate ice cream dripping down her pussy, her stomach blood red and heaving, the rod still all the way in her ass. I smiled.
"See you tomorrow, honey." And was sure to lock the door behind me.