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Suddenly Single Steffie Ch. 01

By: opels



Steffie put down the last box and fell onto the bed, exhausted. She knew she should start unpacking but was too worn out to even contemplate it. The last few days had been far too taxing, both physically and emotionally. The image of her boyfriend in bed with his so-called psychology tutor still haunted her. She had come home early from classes that day and discovered them together, only to find out that the affair had been going on for months.

There was a knock on her door and she opened her eyes. Jack, one of her new roommates was standing in the doorway, holding two beers in his hands. "Thought you could use a cold one," he said, holding one out.

"That sounds so good," she replied, rising from the bed and taking the cold bottle from him. "Come on in," she offered, removing a box from her only chair, before sitting back on the bed. She tipped the bottle back and took a long swallow. "Thank you," she sighed.

"Hey, no problem," he said, his full lips breaking into a dazzling smile. "You going to be able to fit all this in here?" he asked, looking at the mound of boxes.

"It's really not as much as it looks," she replied. "I should be fine."

He rose and began looking at the labels on the boxes. "If you need any help moving this stuff around, just let me or Cal know," he offered, taking another sip of his beer. "We'd be happy to give you a hand."

She was still a bit uneasy about having two male roommates, but the house was so beautiful, the price was right and the room's immediate availability had all combined to outweigh her fears.

Steffie watched him as he moved about the room. He certainly was handsome, she thought. He ran his fingers through his tousled black hair and she watched the muscles bunch in his strong arms. Her eyes skimmed down his lean torso to his muscular thighs.

"You offering me up for hard labor?" a voice asked from the doorway. Calvin, the other resident of the house stood on her threshold. His blond hair and hazel eyes contrasted with his roommates features, but that was where the differences ended. He was just as good looking as Jack and also in great physical shape.

A couple of hours later, she was putting her things away in the bathroom, when she paused and stared at her reflection in the mirror. She fingered the long fiery red curls that tumbled over her shoulders and stared into her large green eyes. Why hadn't Gavin loved her? She had been good to him, had kept their apartment clean and tidy, cooked for him, never denied him sex, even when she didn't really feel like it and yet she hadn't been enough for him. Tilting her head she examined her body, her full 36C breasts, trim 28 inch waist, flat stomach and long shapely legs should have kept him interested, she thought. She twisted around and examined her rear, still high, firm, and round she confirmed. His new girlfriend Tracy, who she liked to call Trixie, had dyed blond hair and fake boobs. I guess he likes that better, she thought dejectedly.

At twenty-two years of age, she had hoped she would be in love with her future husband, not mending a broken heart. Well, I guess things don't always work out like you hope, she thought, hanging her new shower curtain.

A couple of weeks later, she walked into the house with a heavy heart and tears threatening to flow. Before leaving the campus that day she had seen Gavin and Trixie sitting on a bench kissing and cuddling. She had tried to concentrate on some reading during the short bus ride home but her eyes had kept clouding.

"Hey Steffie, come on in here!" Calvin called out to her from the living room as she passed by. Walking back to the room, she saw Calvin and Jack sitting at the coffee table with a bottle of Tequila, some limes and salt. "Come do some shots with us," he invited, smiling widely.

Maybe a drink would do her good, she thought. It was Friday night, she had no classes tomorrow, she could have a shot or two. She walked in the room, dropping her books onto a chair and joined her roommates.

After picking up a lime and sprinkling some salt on her hand, she accepted the brimming shot glass from Calvin. They were each ready to go and on the count of three they each licked, drank and sucked. Steffie screwed up her face at the bitter drink and sucked on her lime.

"Eeeeeuuuuuwwww!" she exclaimed, to which Calvin and Jack both laughed. "The first one is always the worst," she gasped.

As Calvin began pouring another round, Jack said, "We were hoping you would be home soon. We were thinking about doing some body shots."

Referring to the practice of licking salt off another person's body and sucking a lime that was in that person's mouth, she replied with a twinkle in her eye, "Oh you didn't have to wait. I wouldn't mind if you had started without me." She was already beginning to feel better.

"Yeah, right," Jack laughed. Holding up the salt shaker with a wicked smile, he asked her, "Well? What do you say?"

"Give me a few more and then we'll see," she replied. The thought of either of them licking her body and pressing their lips to hers under the guise of sucking a lime sent a shiver down her spine. She had to admit that over the past couple of weeks she had been having some rather naughty thoughts and even naughtier dreams about these two delectable men.

An hour and a half later, she was down to her tank top and Jack was licking a line of salt off of her shoulder before dipping his head to suck the lime that was wedged into her cleavage. Calvin sat back on the couch losing the struggle to keep his eyes open as his friend's dark head nuzzled Steffie's breasts.

"I think we've lost him," she giggled, pointing at Calvin's sleeping form.

"So, it's the just the two of us now," Jack murmured, pouring a drink for Steffie. Spreading his arms, he asked suggestively, "Where would you like to lick the salt from?" He had removed his shirt and Steffie scanned his muscular chest, stomach and arms contemplating her next location.

Feeling bold, she trailed her finger along his abdomen just above the top of the waistband of his low slung jeans. "Right here," she said in a low voice.

With a mischievous twinkle in his light blue eyes, he matched her low tone, replying, "An excellent choice." He put a lime slice in his mouth and lay down on the couch, stretching his arms above his head.

Steffie felt her pulse quicken and a tingling begin in her belly as she knelt between his legs and trailed her tongue over his muscular abdomen, wetting a place for the salt. Jack sucked in a shaky breath as she did so and she glanced up at him. He had his eyes closed and she could see from the rise and fall of his chest that his breath had quickened. She hesitated for only a moment before tugging gently on his jeans and licking even lower on his stomach. His back arched slightly as he murmured around the lime, "How much salt are you planning on putting down there?"

"To hell with salt," she replied, tearing open the button and pulling down the zipper of his jeans. "You don't mind do you?" she asked pulling his pants down his hips.

He spat out the lime and lifted his head watching her. "No, go right ahead," he said breathlessly. He had been hard for the last hour as the body shots had grown bolder and bolder and sighed with relief as she gently pulled his erection from his pants. 

"Oh my," she sighed holding his large cock in her hand, gently stroking him before swirling her tongue around the head.

He drew in another shaky breath and pushed himself up into a sitting position. He wanted to watch her sucking him. She drew the length of him into her mouth and began to pump her head up and down. Jack's head fell back with a moan. "God, that feels good," he muttered, clumsily stroking her hair. His breath grew faster and faster as she continued to deep throat him. Just as he started to peak, she pulled back and gently teased him, running her tongue along the underside of his throbbing cock and softly stroking him only to take the length of him back in her mouth and draw him to the peak again. Not many girls were as talented as Steffie and he hadn't had a blow job like this in a long time. After bringing him to the brink and back again a few times she finally let him have his release. "I'm gonna cum," he gasped.

She didn't pull away as he had expected and as he emitted a loud groan, the first shot of cum hit the roof of her mouth. She swallowed every drop and sucked him dry, before finally releasing him from the sweet confines of her mouth.

Pulling her up to him, he pressed his lips to hers in a deep kiss. "That was great," he sighed. "We have got to do tequila body shots a lot more often!"

Smiling she replied, "Like I said before, you and Calvin can go ahead without me. I'm not that much of a drinker."

"As appealing as that sounds," he replied, laughter in his voice, "I think I'd rather do them with you." He began to tuck himself back into his pants.

"Why? Doesn't Calvin swallow?" she asked with mock seriousness.

"Naw, he spits it out and makes a terrible mess," he said laughing. Picking up the bottle, he asked, "One more for the road?"

"Sure." They did them the standard way before rising and going to their separate bedrooms, leaving Calvin asleep on the couch.

Steffie made sure to drink a lot of water before stripping off her clothes and falling into bed. She didn't want a hang over the next day. Her thoughts went back to the events in the living room a few minutes ago. Had she really done that? Had she given Jack a blow job? The slight soreness in her jaw assured her that she had.

She knew that she couldn't use the excuse of the alcohol except that it gave her the courage to do something she had been wanting to do. Her mind wandered back to some of her fantasies of him and imagining what he packed in his jeans was one of them. Her lips curved into a smile as she recalled the impressive size of him. She wondered what it would be like to have sex with him, to feel that big cock inside of her.

Her hands slipped down over her stomach and between her parting thighs. Sliding her fingers between the already wet folds of her pussy, she tipped her head back and sighed. She dipped her fingers inside, stroking herself, her other hand rubbing her clit. She increased the tempo and writhed on the sheets, feeling the orgasm building within her. She imagined Jack on top of her, behind her, beneath her, filling her with his manhood. A low guttural moan escaped her lips and her back arched as her climax flooded through her body.

The next morning she awoke with a clear head, the only sign of last night's drinking was that she was thirsty. She pulled on a house coat and went downstairs to the kitchen to find Calvin sitting at the table with his head in his hands and Jack standing at the counter drinking Pepto Bismal straight from the bottle.

"Good morning boys," she announced loudly, smiling at the winces on their faces. She swatted Jack on the behind. "Hey hot stuff," she whispered.

Both men glared at her as she poured herself a cup of coffee. "How is that you don't have a hang over?" Calvin asked in a husky voice.

"I guess I just have a stronger constitution than either of you," she replied, sipping her coffee.

A few Saturdays later, Jack poked his head into Steffie's room. "Cal and I are putting together a touch football game tomorrow. You in?"

"No, I have a test coming up that I need to study for. Thanks though."

The next day, she woke up early, looking forward to having the house to herself. She preferred studying at the big dining room table but with the two guys coming and going it was usually too distracting.

She got out of the shower and realizing that she only had one clean towel left she used that to dry her hair with and just pulled her clothes on over her wet body. Since the main floor of the house was always so warm, she was only wearing a short, thin undershirt and jeans as she trotted down the stairs.

She pulled open the fridge and as she stood scanning the contents she heard a sound. Turning she saw Calvin staring at her, his mouth hanging open.

"Whoa," he muttered. He was wearing only a pair of jeans, revealing his muscular upper body.

She glanced down at herself and realized what he was looking at. The undershirt was nearly transparent as it clung to the still damp skin of her full breasts and since she was standing in the cold breeze from the fridge her nipples were rock hard. Her snug jeans were slung low, revealing a lot of her toned tummy.

She looked back up at him and saw the lust burning in his eyes. She could also see the growing bulge in his jeans. Mesmerized, he stepped towards her, his eyes hungrily drinking in her exposed flesh. "You are so beautiful," he murmured, his golden amber eyes finally lifting to meet her green ones.

"I didn't think there was going to be anyone home," she said softly, closing the fridge but not stepping back as Calvin approached her.

"I've had fantasies about coming across you like this," he said in a low voice, reaching out and caressing a coppery curl of her hair. His hand dropped lower, the backs of his knuckles stroking her arm.

The seductive tone of his voice along with the look in his eyes, caused a warmth to start in her belly, flaming out through the rest of her body as he touched her. Her breath suddenly quickened, her pulse racing. Calvin's hands cupped her face and drew her to him, kissing her deeply. Her lips parted, her tongue seeking his.

His hand dropped and slid up under her undershirt, cupping her breast in his hand, gently squeezing the firm flesh. A small cry escaped her lips as his fingers tenderly pinched her nipple. His lips sought her throat as she dug her nails into his back. She hadn't had sex for almost two months and was going crazy with it. "Take me Calvin, take me," she whispered in his ear.

Without hesitating he scooped her up in his arms and carried her to his room, kicking the door shut behind him. Setting her on her feet, he pulled her undershirt off as she tugged open her jeans. He grabbed the waistband of them and pulled them to her ankles, dropping to his knees in front of her. He tugged down her panties and gripping her ass he pressed his face to her pussy, pushing his tongue between the already wet lips.

He was tearing at the opening of his own jeans as he playfully pushed her backwards onto the bed. Finally free of any constraints he joined her, partially covering her body with his, deeply kissing her again. His lips then trailed down her throat over her shoulders, seeking her breasts. He squeezed them in his hands and buried his face in their fullness, sucking the nipples.

Steffie entwined her fingers through his thick blond hair, relishing the feelings. She had been pleased by the ample size of his cock and was looking forward to what was to come.

Calvin dipped his head lower, over her stomach, spreading her thighs open, up and back before lowering himself between her thighs. His tongue slid between the lips of her pussy, swirling around her clit as she gasped loudly. He slipped his tongue inside of her, poking in and out, causing her to writhe on the sheets. Small cries escaped her throat as he returned to her clit, suckling the small nub, causing sparks to flash through her body. He kept teasing her pleasure center, licking, sucking and nibbling at it until she arched her body with a loud cry, and a surge of wetness signaled her climax.

Steffie lay panting on the bed as Calvin rose up to her and kissed her deeply, tasting of her juices. He rolled her over and pulling her hips into the air, he positioned himself behind her. He gently stroked his cock through the wet folds of her pussy before sliding into her. He completely filled her causing her to sigh with pleasure. He slowly began to pump in and out of her, increasing the tempo until he was thrusting deeply into her.

She had her face pushed into a pillow, muffling her cries of pleasure as he filled her. "Oh yes, Calvin, yes, give it to me!" she cried, lifting her face from the pillow.

He gripped her hips and drove even more deeply into her, slapping his hips against her ass, grinding into her. "God, you feel so good," he grunted. "So hot and wet and tight."

"Cum on my tits," she gasped. "I want you to spray it all over my tits."

"We're not there yet, honey," he gasped, pulling out and flipping her over. He straddled her shoulders and she opened her mouth eagerly for his cock. She tasted her own juices as he gently pumped his cock in and out of her mouth. He slowly pushed in to see how much of him she could take and his eyes widened as her nose pressed against his stomach. He began pumping deeply in and out of her throat, drowning in the incredible sensation. He had seen girls in porn films who could do this but had never experienced it himself.

"God, this feels good," he moaned. "So fucking good." After a minute he could feel himself getting close to coming and reluctantly pulled his cock out of her mouth. Pulling her knees up to his shoulders, he plunged deeply into her pussy again. She gripped the sheets and cried out loudly and he drove into her. He pumped furiously causing Steffie to feel like she was close to losing her mind as her orgasms roared through her over and over again.

They were both slick with sweat and he knew she was close to exhaustion, so he gently lowered her back down to the mattress and straddling her hips he gripped his cock and began pumping, until he came, spewing his cum onto her tits. She gasped and arched her back rubbing the creamy spunk all over her full breasts. Calvin collapsed beside her, pulling her close. He gently kissed her lips, "That was fantastic," he murmured as she nestled her head on his shoulder.

"Downstairs you said that you've had fantasies about having sex with me. Well I have a confession to make. So have I," she admitted, blushing.

"Really? So, tell me, what other fantasies have you had?" he asked, looking down at her.

"Far too dirty to tell," she replied, getting up.

"Hey, where are you going?" he asked, gripping her hand.

"I'm going to take a shower and then continue studying, if I have any energy left for it," she laughed, her legs trembling as she stood from the bed.

She stood in the shower, letting the warm water flow over her body and was shocked at how easily she had given in to Calvin. First Jack and now him. She smiled at how wicked she was becoming. She winced a little as she soaped between her legs. Oh yes, she had enjoyed herself so far this morning. She could hardly wait to see what opportunity presented itself next with these two young men.

...to be continued...

Suddenly Single Steffie Ch. 02



Her best friend Chloe had decided that Steffie had been single long enough and needed to meet someone new so she set her up on a blind date. Steffie knew she meant well but had a bad feeling about the date from the beginning and now that she was half way through it, knew that her intuition had been right. He was nice enough, but dreadfully boring and rather full of himself.

By the time she had managed to escape with just a kiss on the cheek it was ten thirty. She walked in the door of her house and wanting a drink, went searching for Jack and Calvin to see if one of them had anything. She came across them in Jack's room, playing cards.

"Hey, how was your hot date?" Jack asked, as she appeared in the doorway.

"Dreadful," she replied.

"Wow, you look really hot!" Calvin exclaimed fanning himself with his cards.

She looked down at the deep purple velvet strapless dress she had worn. Chloe had insisted that she look sexy and had pulled the form fitting dress from her closet adamant that she wear it.

"Thank you. I really need a drink. What have you got?"

Shuffling the cards, Jack replied, "Anything you want, but you have to win it. Have a seat." He began to deal the three of them cards. "Straight up poker, boys and girls."

Steffie picked up her cards and stared at them. "But I don't know how to play poker," she lamented. "Don't I have to put some money in just to start?" she asked

Jack had received a poker playing set for his birthday and from it he pulled out a chart of poker hands. "Here are the winning hands, this one, a royal flush being the best, and of course hardest to get, and this, a single pair, being the easiest."

They played a few practice hands before using money. "How much do you guys play for?" she asked.

"Well, Miss Steffie, we're mighty serious about our poker playin' 'round here," Jack drawled.

"Five dollars to start?" she asked, pulling out her wallet.

"More like twenty," he replied.

"Twenty dollars?" she exclaimed. "You're not taking advantage of me now are you, because I'm inexperienced and have more money than you?"

"Nope," he replied, pulling out his wallet. "As you can see, we both came prepared to play." His wallet was full of twenties and as Calvin pulled his out she could see that his was as well.

"Well then," she said, "I guess I'll only be able to join you gentlemen for a short while tonight as I didn't come prepared."

"You can always wager other things," Calvin suggested.

"Such as?" she asked playfully.

"Chores," he said innocently. "You can wager cleaning the kitchen for a month, or mowing the lawn when summer time comes or doing someone's laundry...or something else of value," he said suggestively, once again eyeing her sexy dress. "Here, we have a chart," he announced, producing a hand written sheet. "Of course, you can always add things that aren't on here."

As they placed their bets, the guys insisted that if she played poker she had to drink whisky. The dark amber liquid burned her throat, but she got used to it and soon was rather enjoying the drink.

On the third round, Calvin dealt the cards and Steffie stared at what she had. She glanced over at the chart of hands to confirm it and, yes, she had a straight flush. Two of diamonds to a six of diamonds. She kept a straight face and placed her bet. She only had sixty dollars left to play with and glanced over at the non-money betting chart.

Calvin folded and it was just her and Jack. He must have a good hand, she thought as he kept seeing her bets and raising her. She eventually had to bet doing his laundry for a month and washing his car for the same amount of time when the weather got warmer. It kept going like this until the pot was $200.

She had obviously had too much drink when she brazenly suggested, "How about we take out the chores and I just bet a blow job?"

Jack stared at her wide-eyed, then began to laugh. "$200 for a blow? I can go downtown and get one for $10!"

"Well, if you want to stand in a filthy alley while some crack whore sucks you off, sure, but in this house they're $200. What do you say?"

He narrowed his eyes as a wicked smile curled his lips. "You're on. How much for a straight up fuck?" he asked.

She knocked back another shot of whiskey and thought for a moment before announcing, "$300. That's without the blow job."

Jack tossed another pile of twenties onto the table. "I see your blow job and raise you a straight up fuck. Without blow job," he amended.

She stared nervously at her cards, biting her lower lip. Calvin poured her another drink and she gulped it back. There's no way he can have better than I have. The odds are too great, she thought. "What else do you want?" she asked him.

Looking down at his cards, he considered her question. "How about anal?" he asked, a wicked gleam darkening his blue eyes.

"That's $500!" she stated, daring him to make the bet.

With a smirk, he emptied his wallet, bringing the pot up to $500. She stared at the mound of money, swallowing nervously. She suddenly realized that shouldn't have let it get this far. It doesn't matter, she told herself, you're going to win this hand.

Jack sat back in his chair, watching her. She was clearly nervous. What did she have, he wondered. It didn't matter, there was no way she had a better hand than him. She was probably just trying to bluff him. He pondered what to ask for next as she fired the question at him.

"How much further can I go? Anal is the ultimate, isn't it?" he asked, looking to Calvin for assistance.

"How about all of the above?" Calvin suggested. "Blow job, straight up fuck and then finish it off with anal."

"How much for that?" Jack asked her.

She gulped back the rest of her drink and declared, "$700."

"Cal, can I borrow some money?" he asked. Calvin tossed his wallet to Jack, eager to see how far these two were willing to go.

Pulling money from the other man's wallet, he tossed it onto the pile. "I see your 'all of the above' and raise you," he dared.

"Raise me what?" she demanded. "You've got it all." She didn't like how the game was going and didn't want to play anymore, but knew they weren't going to let her off the hook.

"Sex slave?" Calvin suggested.

"What?" Steffie exclaimed.

"You know, for like, three hours you do whatever he asks, sexually. Fucking, sucking, anal, out in the backyard, with you in some saucy outfit. Something like that," he explained.

"I like that. What do you stay, Steffie? How much for being my sex slave for three hours?"

"No, we are not going there!" she exclaimed.

Jack counted through the money in Calvin's wallet. He pulled out the full amount and tossed it on the table. "That's $1,200. This is the final bet before we show our cards. You be my sex slave for one day. Twenty four hours. If you win, you get the money. If I win, I get you for twenty four hours and you also get the money. Either way you win. How does that sound?"

She was thoroughly insulted. But then again, she was confident her hand would win. Let him have his little fantasy for a few minutes before I clean both of them out, she thought. "Alright. But I want some ground rules first. Boundaries, I guess you call them."

He agreed and they spent a few minutes going over just what the final bet would entail. Sure that she would win she was quite generous and gave him just about anything he wanted. The moment of truth came and Steffie triumphantly laid her cards on the table. "A straight flush, boys. Sorry to pop your bubble."

"That's good, that's very good," Jack admitted. "But unfortunately Steffie, it's your bubble that's going to be popped." She stared with horror as he laid his cards down. A royal flush.

"No!" she screamed. "There is no way I am going through with this!" she declared.

"But you have to. A bet's a bet," Jack countered, his lips curling into a smile as his eyes boldly roamed over her body.

"You cannot be serious!" she shot back. "You actually expect me to be your sex slave?" She stared at him aghast that he was going to hold her to it.

"Don't feel so bad Steffie, you still get the money," he soothed.

She stood up so quickly, her chair fell over. "Screw you and screw the money. I am having no part of this!" she exclaimed before turning and stalking out of the room.

Jack flashed Calvin a wicked smile. "The chase is on," he announced before dashing after her. He caught her at the head of the stairs. "Not so fast my little minx," he reprimanded. He effortlessly scooped her up in his arms and tossed her over his shoulder and began carrying her back to his room.

"Put me down! Put me down this instant!" she cried, pounding on his back.

He swatted her sharply on the ass. "I'm the one who's supposed to be giving the orders! You're the slave, I'm the master," he laughed, swatting her again. "I'm so glad you agreed to spankings," he said, giving her another slap.

"Stop it!" she wailed.

"Stop?" he asked. "Didn't you hear what I said? I give the orders." He lifted her short skirt and pulled off her panties, ignoring her fists pummeling his back. He slid a finger between the lips of her pussy, surprised to find her wet. "My dear little slave, did you know that you're sexually aroused?" he teased.

"I am not!" she shouted. She ignored the tingling sensation that was beginning in her belly. I cannot be enjoying this, she thought.

"Call me master," he ordered, giving her bare bottom a spank.

"Fuck off!" she cried.

He slapped her ass again, harder. "That's not an appropriate response," he told her.

"Let me go!" she kicked her legs and pounded against his back.

He again slapped her, three times in quick succession. "Am I going to have to tie you down and gag you?" he asked.

She froze at his threat. "You wouldn't dare!" she hissed.

"Oh wouldn't I?" he asked gently caressing her warm ass. "Have you ever been tied up?" he asked.

"Of course not!" she declared.

"You might like it. Let's see." He again slid his finger between her pussy lips. "I dump you onto my bed face down and tie your hands together to the head board. Your dress here is strapless so I just pull that off of you, leaving you naked. Attach a spreader bar to your ankles leaving your legs wide open for me. I straddle your thighs slipping my fingers into your pussy. You're completely helpless and must submit to my every touch and caress." He felt a sudden surge of wetness against his fingers. He could also feel that her breath was coming faster. "You little devil!" he laughed, spanking her ass once more. "You love the idea!"

"No," she whimpered.

He again slapped her reddening ass, "Not an appropriate response," he laughed.

Calvin was still in the room when he entered with Steffie over his shoulder. He raised his eyebrows at her exposed pussy and red ass. "She needed a little convincing," he explained. "Now if I put you down are you going to stay or do I have to chase you all over the house?" he asked.

"I'll stay," she said quietly.

He let her down, setting her on her feet. She quickly pulled her skirt down, covering herself. Jack reclined back in a chair and ordered, "Remove your dress, slave."

Steffie looked nervously at Calvin. "Can you please ask Calvin to leave first?" she asked quietly.

"You are not to speak unless asked a question, and you are to address me as sir," he stated. "Understood?" he asked.

"But, does he have to be here?" she asked.

Jack stood and yanked her to him, pulling her over his lap. He lifted her skirt and slapped her ass repeatedly as he again stated, "You are not to speak unless you have been asked a question. You are also not to ask questions unless absolutely necessary. And you are to address me as sir. Is that understood?" He rested his hand on her burning hot, red ass.

"Yes, sir," she whispered.

"What was that? I didn't hear you," he teased, giving Calvin a wink.

"Yes, sir," she repeated louder.

"That's better." He smoothed his hand over her sore ass. "You look so nice like this. Doesn't she look good like this, Calvin?" he asked, slipping a finger into her pussy.

"Yes, very fetching," Calvin replied, enjoying the game.

Jack slipped another finger into her pussy, causing her breath to catch and come faster. He parted her ass cheeks and touched her puckered entrance. He felt her tense and freeze as he pressed his wet finger against her hole. "I wonder when I should fuck her ass. What do you think Cal? Now or wait until later? Have you ever had your ass fucked, slave?"

"No, sir," was her tremulous reply.

"Ah, a virgin ass," he sighed. "Very nice, very nice indeed."

"Sir?" she asked, her voice trembling. "I'm sorry to speak out of turn, but the blood is rushing to my head and I think I'm going to pass out."

He stood her on her feet and steadying her, he said to Calvin, "She's getting the hang of this, I think." To her he repeated his earlier command. "Remove your dress, slave. And yes, Calvin is staying. Let him see your beautiful body."

She reached for the zipper on her dress, smiling to herself that Calvin has already seen her body. She let it slip to the floor and stood in just her high heels.

Jack spread his legs and ordered her to kneel between them. "Pull out my cock and blow me," he ordered. She did as he ordered and as his dick slipped though her lips he tipped his head back with a sigh. She had decided that she was going to try and enjoy this experience as much as possible, so she gave his cock her full attention and one of the best blows ever. However, he stopped her before he came. "I want this to last a long time," he explained. "Where's Calvin?" he asked, staring at the seat where he had been sitting.

"He left shortly after I started blowing you, sir," she replied quietly.

"Oh that's too bad. I was thinking about having you blow him too. It's something he really should experience," he said, stroking her cheek.

She couldn't help the small smile that played on her lips. "What? What is that look?" Jack asked.

"It's just that I've already blown him, sir," she admitted.

"You little, slut," he exclaimed. "You've done both of us!"

She only smiled and lowered her lashes coyly.

He pulled her to him and pressed his lips to hers, kissing her deeply. "I don't plan to be a complete bastard the whole time," he murmured. "As long as you behave," he added mischievously. He sank onto the bed with her, caressing her body.

He gently gripped her wrists and held them above her head with one hand while the other slid down to her full breasts, cupping and squeezing them. "I guess I should figure out some fantasy to have you fulfill for me," he said, teasing her nipples with his fingers. "Although, I must admit that fucking your brains out is one of them." He bent his head to gently suckle a nipple.

She sighed and arched her back, offering up her breasts to him. Her pussy was aching with desire for him. Much to her dismay his talk of tying her up, making her completely helpless had excited her. She had been even more distraught to find herself getting further excited while he had spanked her. Even now, with his weight on her lower body and his hands holding hers above her head she was under his control and could barely contain herself. It was all she could do to keep her mouth shut and not beg him to fuck her.

He noticed her hips writhing against the sheets and her ragged breathing. Once again dipping his fingers between her thighs he was astonished to find her dripping wet. "You are soaked!" he exclaimed. Lowering his voice he asked with a wicked smile, "Has all of this been turning you on? Answer me, slave."

Licking her lips nervously, she was dismayed to feel a warmth creep into her cheeks as she whispered, "Yes, sir."

"What has excited you?" he asked, enjoying her embarrassment.

Her blush deepening, she breathlessly answered, "Everything, sir."

He began gently trailing his fingers around her pussy, coming close to the source of her torment but always turning away before soothing her. "Tell me exactly."

She hesitated, finding it difficult to think coherently with his maddening touch distracting her. What was it she was supposed to tell him, she wondered.

"Tell me," he again demanded, slowly pushing her thighs apart with his knee.

"I can't remember what you want me to tell you, sir," she gasped, her desire growing as her legs spread open.

He suddenly slapped her pussy, sending shock waves through her body causing her to cry out. The sharp sting of pain turned warm and she sighed with pleasure.

"Of the events that have happened here tonight, what has excited you?" he asked, his voice taking on an edge.

"You chasing after me and carrying me back to your room over your shoulder, the slaps to my ass while you were carrying me, the talk of tying me up, rendering me helpless." Just reciting these events was causing her torment to grow and she was getting even more excited. "The spanking you gave me and having Calvin watch also excited me, sir. Giving you that blow job while my ass was burning hot." She wondered if it was possible to have an orgasm without anything touching her pussy as she felt a pressure building within her. "And now, laying here with you, with my hands held above my head and your legs holding mine." She lowered her eyes shyly as she added, "Also, that slap to my pussy felt good, sir."

"You liked that did you?" he asked surprised. He raised his hand and slapped her again.

That tipped her over the edge and she cried out, arching her back, the orgasm crashing through her, momentarily easing her torment. When she lay back against the sheets, panting, she peered at Jack through half closed lids. He was staring down at her in amazement. "Did you just come?" he asked.

"Yes, sir," she responded.

He couldn't help but laugh. "You are a sex machine!" he exclaimed. He looked down at her for a moment before his voice lowered and he softly said to her, "I am going to tie you up tonight. I am going to make it so you can't move a muscle and then I am going to have my way with you and there's not a thing you can do about it." He rose from the bed and pulling his belt from his pants, wrapped it around her neck, marking the spot to fasten the shorter width. With a hammer and nail he made a new hole and wrapped the stiff leather about her throat. From his closet he produced a roll of wide tape and wrapped it around each wrist, protecting her skin. He produced a skein of narrow nylon rope and looping it through the belt's buckle, he tied her wrists together, pulling her hands up under her chin.

He then wrapped a belt around each leg, just above the knee and looping another length of rope through the buckles he pulled her knees up to her chin, leaving some slack, so that her hands were in the middle with her knees on either side.

He stood back to admire his handiwork and thought she looked quite fetching with her wet pussy spread open for him. He slid his finger through the opening before leaving the room. He returned after a few moments with one of her silk scarves. "You don't mind, do you, slave? I don't own any," he stated before wrapping the length over her eyes, blindfolding her.

Her breath was coming fast and escalated even more when she heard Calvin's voice in the room. "Whoa! Check it out! That's pretty ingenious, man," he commented on Jack's bondage work.

Steffie writhed on the bed, her embarrassment at being so exposed was excruciating. At that moment she was thankful for the blindfold, for she wouldn't have been able to bear looking at the two men.

Jack's voice came out of the darkness, "Time out. Steffie, can you breathe alright?" he asked her.

"Yes," she gasped.

He gripped her thighs and gently rolled her over onto her stomach, and repeated the question, "How about now? Can you still breathe?"

"Yes," she again replied, feeling her ass stretched wide, knowing her asshole was fully exposed. The two men saw it too and she tensed as she felt a finger gently stroking her anal opening.




Suddenly Single Steffie Ch. 02



"Tomorrow, I'm going to fuck this hole like crazy," she heard him say to Calvin.

"Why not tonight?" he asked.

She felt a finger slide into her dripping pussy. She tried to buck against it, tried to draw it into her. Her pussy was aching for his touch, for a caress.

"Because, tonight I'm going to fuck this hole until we're both raw," he laughed. Continuing to tease her pussy, he said, "You know, our little housemate here is quite perverted. She enjoyed the spanking earlier." He brought his hand down hard on her ass, causing a small cry to erupt from her throat. "She liked the forced blow job that you unfortunately left in the middle of, because she liked that you were watching and she likes this." She felt his hand connect forcefully with her pussy, a wet smack ringing in the air as she again cried out softly. He smacked her again, asking, "This turns you on, doesn't it, slave?"

"Yes, sir," she gasped, relishing how the stinging pain was melting into a soothing warmth.

"She's really wet too. Does the bondage turn her on?" Calvin asked.

"Yup," Jack laughed.

How she wished they would stop discussing her and give her some relief. She wanted to scream and beg for one of them to fuck her, but she had to keep her mouth shut or they would only torment and deny her longer.

"Well, I'll leave you to it," Calvin said and Steffie heard his footsteps retreat from the room, before the door closed.

She heard the rustle of clothes coming off and hitting the floor and prayed that relief would come soon. The mattress behind her dipped and Jack's strong hands gripped her hips, pulling her higher into the air. Time seemed to stretch for an eternity before his cock rammed into her, filling her in one slick stroke. She cried out loudly as her head tried to lift from the mattress.

He ground against her, his coarse pubic hairs scratching at her exposed asshole. She was surprised to find that the sensation sent a ripple of desire through her. Her wonder at this newfound pleasure was replaced by the shock waves that Jack was pounding through her as he relentlessly fucked her pussy, repeatedly ramming his big cock deeply into her. "Oh yeah, you feel good. So fucking good. My little bitchslut."

He abruptly pulled out, momentarily shocking her, until a flurry of sharp slaps to her ass caused her to cry out. He spanked her hard and fast, the blows alternating between cheeks, covering her entire ass. She had to bite her lip to prevent herself from begging him to stop. The realization that she was truly helpless hit her like a thunderbolt and her release finally came, the orgasm roaring through her, causing her head to spin and her limbs to tremble violently.

The spanking stopped as abruptly as it had begun and he again rammed his cock into her. She cried out as his hips slapped against her tender butt, spanking the tender flesh again. He ignored her cries and just kept driving into her.

Jack's head was spinning with how good she felt. He had had his share of women, his muscular physique and good looks never failed to attract them, but this was different. Was it because she was bound and helpless? Because she was so turned on? Her pussy was almost as hot as her freshly spanked ass. Because he could do anything he wanted with her? Most of the women he bedded were very willing to please him however he wished, but maybe because, for the most part, there were no boundaries. He knew that tomorrow he was going to fuck her ass. He thought about how she might cry out, maybe even scream when he entered her and he felt an added ripple of excitement course through him.

He pulled back and pumping just the head of his cock into her pussy, he stared down at her sweetly puckered back entrance. He then watched his large pole sliding in and out of her. The thought of stretching her that wide almost tipped him over the edge and he had to pull out for a minute.

He watched her for a moment, gasping and quivering on his bed. Her pussy lips slightly puffy from a combination of his spanks and his rough screwing. He gently stroked his wet dick, contemplating a new humiliation for her.

He walked around to other end of the bed and knelt in front of her, his knees on either side of her head. Grabbing a handful of hair, he pulled her head up. He lightly slapped her cheek. "Such a sweet little bitchslut," he said softly. "Are you my bitchslut?" he asked.

"Yes, sir," she replied breathlessly.

He again gently slapped her cheek. "Say it," he ordered.

She swallowed before saying, "I'm your bitchslut," in a barely audible whisper.

He pulled the blindfold down, and forcing her to look up at him, he growled, "I can't hear you. Say it louder."

"I'm your bitchslut," she repeated louder, her cheeks burning with humiliation.

He again slapped her, "Address me properly."

Tears threatening to spill from her eyes, she repeated, "I'm you bitchslut, sir."

"That's right, you are," he purred, as he replaced her blindfold. He nudged her lips with his dick and she parted her lips, eagerly accepting his cock down her throat. He gripped her hair tightly, holding her head in place as he pumped his cock in and out of her mouth. He pushed in deeply, until her nose pressed against his stomach and then slid out slowly, a low groan of pleasure slipping past his lips.

"Holy fuck, your mouth is so sweet," he moaned as he again pushed his dick deeply into her mouth. He felt his orgasm stirring and reluctantly dragged himself out from between her lips.

He walked back around the bed and gently flipped her over onto her back. He could see her nipples between her arms and thighs and pinched them hard. She gasped loudly as he held his fingers tightly pressed to her darkening nubs and began rolling them between his fingers. He could see her biting her lip, trying not to cry out. With a wicked smile, he wiggled his hands, causing her full breasts to shake and then tugged, pulling her tits upwards, stretching them. She eventually did cry out and only then did he stop, however, he didn't release her. Small cries escaped her lips as he held her breasts painfully between his fingers.

"Please, sir," she finally breathed, no longer able to bear the pain.

"Please, what bitchslut?" he asked, enjoying her torment.

"Please release me. Please spare my breasts," she whimpered.

"But they're so much fun to play with," he laughed, wiggling them again, watching the flesh shake.

She again gasped loudly, followed by a small cry. He suddenly opened his fingers, releasing her and she again cried out. The purplish nubs sat hard upon her reddened breasts and he knew she wanted to rub the aching flesh. He reached down and roughly grabbed and squeezed the soft mounds eliciting another small cry from her. He had never before thought about tormenting a woman's breasts and was enjoying himself, but knew not to go too far. He gave each a sharp slap before turning his attention back to her pussy.

He gently slapped the lips a few times before slamming his cock into her again. "Don't hold back, cry out as much as you like. I want to hear your pleasure. I want you to talk dirty to me, and say it loudly," he ordered.

A cry burst from her lips before he even finished speaking. She gasped and moaned while praising his cock and the way it was making her feel. She told him again and again how she was his bitchslut and was grateful that he found her cunt worthy of his cock.

Calvin lay in his bed, tortured by the sounds of their fucking. His eyes closed, he held his throbbing erection in his hand, stroking himself, imagining that it was he who was the cause of her passionate cries. He pictured her as she was on Jack's bed, bound and helpless. He had been hoping that Jack would let him fuck her, but the invitation hadn't come so he had retreated to his bedroom to seek his pleasure another way. At that point the cries stopped and he heard footsteps stumbling to his door followed by a pounding on it.

"Hey Cal, you still awake?" Jack called.

Hastily stuffing his erection back in his shorts, he climbed from his bed and opened the door. "Yeah, can't sleep with the racket you two are making," he said with a smile.

"You gotta help me out, man. She's insatiable and so damn hot, I can't keep my dick in her. I last about a minute before I feel like I'm gonna cum."

"What, you want to tag team fuck her?" Calvin laughed. "Why don't you just come?"

"No, I want her begging for mercy. I want her to be so sore that she just can't take it anymore."

"Well, I can't let a buddy down, now, can I?" Cal again laughed, following Jack back to his room. He entered the room and looked down at Steffie, now laying on her back, her breathing heavy, her pussy red and swollen but still so wet he could see her juices dripping down her ass. He dropped his shorts and knelt on the bed, his knees on either side of her hips and drove his hard cock into her. She cried out loudly at his initial thrust, but then Jack knelt above her, straddling her shoulders and she hesitated, initially unaware that Calvin was in the room.

She giggled as Jack pushed his cock against her lips and she sucked him into her. Wanting the blow job to last awhile, he didn't deep throat her, just let her suck him in her mouth. The trembling sensation of her occasional cries emitting from the back of her throat only added to the pleasurable sensations.

"God, you were right, she's so fucking hot," Cal gasped, gripping her thighs and driving into her. "I can't last much longer."

"You have to. Just keep pounding her. Keep fucking her," Jack urged.

"No, you have to take over," he said, barely able to breathe from the strain of holding back his orgasm.

Jack got off the bed and walked around to his friend. "OK, take a break." The pause between them was only a moment and the relentless humping continued.

Steffie's mind was in a whirl. Time lost all meaning and the punishment of her pussy consumed her. Jack suddenly pulled out and two sharp slaps hit her swollen lips before he mercilessly drove into her again. Her orgasm roared through her, the sharp sting from his slaps driving her over the edge. She cried out and felt her muscles clenching around him as her juices flowed from her, dripping down her ass.

Her pussy was sore but she was determined to continue until he came. The lubricant of her juices prevented any chafing but the never ending penetration was beginning to hurt. "Oh yeah, my dirty little bitchslut, you like those pussy slaps, don't you?" Jack gasped.

"Yes, sir," she replied breathlessly.

"Do you want me to slap your cunt again?" he asked her.

Hesitating, she replied, "No, sir."

"Why not?" he asked, surprised.

"My pussy is getting sore, sir. The slaps are too much," she replied softly.

"Do you want me to come?" he panted, an idea forming in his head.

"Only if it pleases you, sir," she replied, actually wanting nothing more than for him to come.

He slapped her sore tit and said sharply, "That's not what I asked. I want an honest response, bitchslut. Is your cunt so sore that you want me to come and end this?" He was still driving deeply into her and could see the anguish in her face.

"Yes, sir," she whimpered.

"Beg for it," he demanded, a wicked smile curling his lips. "Beg for me to shoot my cum inside you," he urged.

Nervously licking her lips, she said, "Please come inside me, sir. Please, I can't take much more of this fucking. Your big cock has made me so sore, please shoot your cum deep inside my pussy, please fill me with it. I want it inside me so bad, please give it to me, please."

"Dirty bitchslut," he grunted. "I'll come, but not in your pussy." He roughly pulled out of her and stroking his throbbing cock he spewed his cum over her legs, arms, breasts, even hitting her in the chin. He groaned loudly at his release, watching his cum spatter over her. "Hey Cal, you gotta do this. Shoot your cum onto her," he urged his friend as he climbed off the bed.

Calvin knelt on the bed, pumping his cock furiously and with a loud groan of his own, his juices mingled with his friend's, covering Steffie's aching body with ropes of gooey cum.

He climbed off the bed and two young men stood and contemplated Jack's sex slave for a few moments. "What are you?" Jack asked her, pulling off the blindfold, unable to resist a final humiliation.

"Your dirty bitchslut, sir," she whimpered, her lashes lowered, unable to look at the two of them.

Jack gently slapped her cheek. "That's right, my sweet dirty bitchslut." He paused looking at her for a final moment, before he began to untie her.

She gingerly stretched her limbs, and Jack had to help her stand, her legs were trembling so much before going to her bathroom to take a long, relaxing shower. She rinsed the cum off and gently soaped her sore body. Jack had thoroughly used and abused her, she thought, wincing as the puff scraped at her tender breasts. She had to use her hand to wash her pussy it was so sore, the same with her ass. He had spanked her so hard and had slapped his hips against her ass so much that it was extremely tender.

When she finally returned to Jack's bedroom, she found him waiting for her. His hair was damp from his own shower and he had changed the sheets on the bed. The lights were low and he invited her to lay on the bed, on her stomach. She did as he asked but grew nervous when he straddled her thighs. No, I can't take anymore, she thought.

Her fears were short lived though as she felt warm oil squirting onto her back, followed by Jack's strong hands gently massaging her sore muscles. He rubbed her shoulders and arms, then made his way down her back. He squirted more oil onto her ass and she sighed as she felt it running into the crack of her ass and dripping into her pussy. He gently ran his hands over her still reddened behind before sliding backwards and massaging her legs. He worked the oil into her skin and then turned her over and repeated the process. Gently touching her breasts and avoiding her pussy altogether. By the time he was done she was almost asleep. He lay down next to her and pulled the blankets over them. He pulled her to him and they both fell into a deep sleep.

...to be continued...



Suddenly Single Steffie Ch. 03



Chapter Three

Steffie dreamt she was being fucked, slowly and gently. She moaned softly at the gentle yet insistent penetration. She slowly drifted awake and realized it wasn't a dream, that she was laying face down on the bed and Jack was above her, sliding his cock into her pussy. She gasped loudly as she felt her muscles clenching, the orgasm peaking and rolling through her still half asleep body. Her mind spun with the sensation, still not sure how much was reality and how much was dream.

Jack saw her eyes open and the confusion on her face and couldn't help but smile. He had awoken with a raging hard on and had to have her immediately. He liked the idea of doing her while she was asleep, waking her up with his cock. The walls of her pussy suddenly clenching, squeezing him, sent him over the edge and with a deep groan, he reached his nirvana as well and filled her pussy with his cum.

He collapsed next to her and pushing the hair out of her face, he smiled at her. "Good morning," he whispered.

"Good morning, sir," she replied, not forgetting her place.

Stroking her cheek, he complimented her obedience, "Such a good slave." He kissed her deeply, before rising from the bed. "Go back to sleep. I'll be back in a bit."

She closed her eyes and drifted back into oblivion.

Half an hour later, after he had showered and was ready to leave, he stood with Calvin gazing down at her asleep. He had gently pulled the covers back and they were both entranced by her naked body. "God, she's beautiful," Jack murmured.

"That guy, Gavin, her ex, he must have been out of his mind to cheat on her," Calvin said softly, not wanting to wake her. "Can you imagine waking up to her every morning?" He shook his head in amazement.

"Well, my friend," Jack said, clapping Calvin on the shoulder. "She's yours until I return."

"What?" he asked, a smile spreading across his face.

Jack sat on the bed and gently shook Steffie's shoulder. "Slave, wake up slave," he sang to her. Her green eyes slowly opened and she peered at him, a smile curving her lips. "I have to go out for a little while, but while I'm gone, you're going to belong to Calvin. You'll be his bitchslut." She pouted as he rose, her eyes following him. "Now be a good little slave. I don't want to hear that you misbehaved."

She gave him a wicked smile in return and her eyes slid over to Calvin. Still laying on her stomach, she spread her legs wide and raised her hips off the bed, her eyes holding an unmistakable invitation.

"Have fun," Jack said to his friend. "Just remember, her ass is mine."

Calvin watched his friend leave and then turned his attention to Steffie. He knew exactly what he wanted to do to her and quickly dispensed of his clothes. Grabbing a pillow he slid it beneath her raised hips and knelt between her spread legs. She held her breath, waiting to feel him between her thighs, but instead felt the sting of his palm slapping her ass.

She made to move but he placed his palm on the small of her back pushing her down. "You heard your master, bitchslut. You're mine until he comes back," he said, a wicked smile touching his lips. He again raised his hand, bringing it down sharply on her ass.

Steffie clutched the sheets in her fists as Calvin relentlessly spanked her ass. She bit her lip to prevent herself from crying out. He alternated cheeks and didn't miss a spot, turning her whole ass bright red and burning hot.

Using his knees, he spread her legs further apart, causing her to lift her ass higher in the air. Without warning his hand again came down, this time smacking her pussy. When his hand made contact he realized how wet she was. Chuckling he spanked the tender pink lips three more times before pulling her legs together and ramming his cock into her willing pussy.

He groaned with pleasure as he pushed in as deep as he could. He began to fuck her good and hard, as she bucked against him, still biting her lip to keep quiet. "Go ahead, make noise, I want to hear it," he urged.

She cried out loudly, "Oh God, your cock feels so good in my pussy!"

He sat up, continuing to ram into her and squeezed her still red ass. She whimpered and cried out in protest as he slapped it again. "Take it bitchslut, take it," he growled as he slapped her tender flesh again. He was surprised as she suddenly tensed and he felt her pussy walls clench around his dick as she came. She thrashed on the bed and cried out loudly, burying her face in a pillow to muffle her cries.

Calvin withdrew, quickly grabbing her hips and pulling them up in the air. "Keep your head down," he muttered as he spread her legs wide with his knees. He plunged deeply into her, his stomach slapping against her sore butt. He grabbed her tender flesh in his hands, squeezing and pinching roughly.

He looked down at her puckered ass hole and wished he could shove his cock in there. It's going to be so hot and tight, he thought. Maybe after Jack's done, I'll get a chance to ass fuck her too, he hoped. He licked his finger and pressed it against her tight hole, just enough to apply pressure without penetrating her. She tensed as he touched her.

"Don't worry, I'm not going in," he reassured her. "I'm just thinking about Jack shoving his pole in this tight little hole." He laughed as he continued, "I saw him fucking you last night and he's as big as I am. He is going to stretch you so wide. I just hope I get to see your gaping hole when he's done!" Excited by the mental images his taunting produced, he banged even harder into Steffie, grinding his cock deeply into her

She grunted and groaned under his assault and felt another climax peaking. She cried out loudly, pounding her fists against the mattress as violent tremors flowed through her body. Her clenching pussy was more than Calvin could bear and with a low gutteral groan he came, shooting his cum deep into her.

He kept his shrinking cock inside her and caressed her ass. The red had faded to a light pink. He brought his hand down hard and slapped her, delighted by the red handprint he left.

She braced herself for another harsh spanking and wasn't disappointed. He again turned her ass bright red and burning hot. She could also feeling him growing hard inside her as she writhed and cried out under his punishment. With a hard thrust he rammed back into her, his hips again slapping up against her sore ass.

"Are you enjoying abusing my bitchslut, Cal?" Jack asked from the doorway. He had watched his friend spanking his slave's ass and admired his thoroughness. "Did she behave?" he asked, approaching the bed and gently stroking Steffie's hair.

Still driving his cock into her dripping pussy, with a wicked smile, he replied, "Oh yes, she's been very good."

Jack sat in a chair and unzipped his jeans, pulling out his hardening cock. He was enjoying watching his friend fucking his slave. "Give it to her," he urged him. "Fuck her hard."

Calvin sped up his thrusts, pounding deeply into Steffie. She was again biting her lip but small cries were escaping from her throat. "What are you?" Calvin grunted.

"A bitchslut, sir" she whimpered.

"Louder," he ordered.

"A bitchslut, sir," she moaned loudly.

"Say it again," he grunted.

"A bitchslut, sir," she repeated as she heard Jack's laughter. He was enjoying her humiliation.

"Yeah, Cal, pound that cunt!' he cheered.

Cal could feel his orgasm building and knew that he was going to come soon. Steffie could also feel him stiffening and swelling more and knew that he was going to come. She reached between her thighs and rubbed her clit, within seconds an agonizing orgasm roared through her, shaking her to her core. Her quivering pussy was exactly what Cal needed and with a roar, he shot cum deep into her cunt, filling her again. He pulled out quickly, watching the creamy white liquid seep out from between her swollen pink lips.

With a final slap to her ass, he climbed off the bed. "She's all yours," he told his friend as he staggered from the room.

Jack gently pushed down on her hips, letting her relax on the bed and sat by her shoulder. "Did you have fun with Cal?" he asked her, stroking her hair.

"Yes, sir," she replied, breathlessly.

"What did you do?" he asked.

"He spanked and fucked me, sir," she replied.

"That's it?" Jack asked, surprised that his friend hadn't take greater advantage of the situation.

"Yes, sir. He spanked me quite a bit," she amended.

"I guess he likes that." He rose from the bed and sat again in the chair. "I want you to get up and take a shower." She obediently sat up and swung her long legs over the side of the bed. "And I want you to shave your pussy."

She stared up at him in shock. She opened her mouth to speak, but he cut her off. "Either you do it, or I'll tie you up and do it myself," he threatened.

She continued to stare at him, gauging whether he was serious. From the look in his eyes, he was. Lowering her lashes, she whispered, "Yes, sir."

With a chuckle, he continued, "Leave your hair long and soft and curly. I like it like that. I'm also going to leave some clothes on your bed. I want you to put them on. When you're done, come downstairs and stand in the doorway of the living room. I'll be waiting for you there."

Forty-five minutes later Steffie emerged from her bathroom in a cloud of steam. Her fiery red curls cascaded down her back and they swung and bounced as she walked naked into her bedroom. The cool air on her now bare pussy, caused a tingle to race up her spine. She had massaged a great deal of lotion onto her skin, not forgetting her newly shaven lips and again stroked the soft skin.

She wandered over to her bed to see what Jack had left for her. A smile spread across her face and she couldn't help but chuckle. She fingered the stiff leather collar wondering exactly how it was to be worn. Picking up the vinyl thong, she slid it up her long legs and settled it about her hips, adjusting the thin straps. She then slipped on the high heeled shoes that Jack had found in her closet onto her feet. She had bought the shoes on a whim and had only worn them once before. The heels were four inches high and there were long ribbons to criss cross up her legs almost to the knee. She tied off the last ribbon before again picking up the collar. This time she noticed a long chain leash attached to one of the many loops that circled the leather strap. She assumed the buckle would go in the back and thus fastened it that way, the long chain hanging down her back.

She looked at herself in the mirror and was surprised by her reflection. The minimal clothing combined with the smoky eyes and shiny red lipstick she had applied, she barely recognized herself. She felt sexy and naughty. She knew what was in store for her for the remainder of the day. Both Calvin and Jack had reminded her repeatedly that Jack was going to fuck her virgin ass. Again a shiver ran down her spine as she thought of it. With a smile she turned and went down the stairs.

Jack sat on the couch in the living room, having shed his socks and shoes and unbuttoned his shirt. His pants were open and he was gently stroking his semi hard cock. He sat facing the doorway, waiting for the sound of Steffie coming down the stairs.

Calvin entered the room and looked at his friend, an amused expression on his face. "She still getting ready?" he asked.

Jack only nodded in response, his face showing that she was indeed taking a long time.

"Do you mind if I watch?" Calvin asked, indicating a chair in the corner.

"No, go right ahead," Jack replied. "I told her she had to shave her pussy which is probably why she's taking so long," he continued.

"Oh man, it looks so hot when chicks do that," Calvin groaned, his own cock twitching at the thought of Steffie's pretty pussy soft and smooth.

Jack sat up at the first sound of Seffie's heels on the stairs. She appeared in the doorway and he just about shot his load on the spot. He had never seen a woman looking sexier than she did. The tiny thong did nothing to hide the fact that she was hairless, the strappy shoes, and bare breasts with her hair loose made his semi hard cock, rock hard. His breath burst through his lips in short gasps as her eyes smoldered into his.

He had formulated a plan about what he would have her do when she appeared but it vanished from his mind as he stared at her. As if she already knew what it was she dropped to her hands and knees, picking up the handle of leash and carrying it in her mouth, her crimson lips gently holding the soft piece of leather. She slowly crawled towards him, her body undulating as she moved across the floor, her eyes never leaving his.

She reached his feet and sat back on her heels, spreading her legs wide, her wrists on her thighs, her hands palm up. Only then did she drop her eyes.

Once she broke eye contact, Jack snapped out of his trance. He held out his hand under her chin and she obediently dropped the leash handle into it. Gripping it tightly he pulled her up to her knees. He had a bag beside him and reaching into it he pulled out two small objects with fine chains attached.

He gripped one of her nipples between his fingers and pulled, stretching her breast, pinching the nipple hard. Her breath became shallow and uneven, indicating that his treatment was painful. The small items in his hands turned out to be nipple clamps and he attached one to the nipple he was holding. He did the same to the other nipple and tightened the chain between them until it was pulling. There was also a chain extending from each of the clamps and those he attached to her collar, pulling them tight. She gasped as he did this, knowing the pain excited her. He stroked her barely covered pussy and could feel her wetness.

Doing up his pants, he took two more items from the bag as he rose and walked behind her. He roughly gripped her wrists and pulled them behind her back. He wrapped a leather cuff around each wrist and then fastened them together.

Using the leash he pulled her to her feet and dragged her around to the back of the couch, bending her over the low back, so that her ass was high in the air. Her breasts, still painfully clipped, hung in front of her, the nipples pulled tight.

Using his knee, Jack spread her legs wide, pulling another item from the bag. He waited, drawing the moment out, heightening her anxiety.

Steffie had never felt so scared and so turned on at the same time before in her life. Not even last night when Jack had first tied her up. Her nipples were in exquisite pain and it was causing her pussy to gush. She knew her juices were running down her thigh and with her legs spread so wide, Jack was sure to see it. What was he doing back there, she wondered. The silence was driving her crazy. It was taking all of her self control to stay still and wait for whatever it was he had in store for her.


She didn't have to wait long as she heard something whistle through the air just before pain exploded across her backside. She cried out loudly as he hit her again. She felt a smooth strap slowly sliding across the burning surface of her ass, answering her unspoken question of what was he whipping her with.

Jack raised the leather strap and brought it down again on Steffie's ass. The bright red slash marks it left behind covered her ass quickly, but from the juices running down her thigh, she was loving it. She cried out and squirmed each time he struck her, turning him on as well. His cock was painfully trapped in his jeans, and when he could take it no more, he showed mercy on her ass and walked around to the front of the couch.

He put his finger under her chin and lifted her face, gazing at the tears glistening on her cheeks. He only smiled at her before releasing her. He stood on the seat of the couch and unzipped his pants, pulling out his rock hard cock.

Grabbing a handful of her hair, he again lifted her head and pushed his cock at her lips. "Suck, bitchslut," he growled at her, as she opened her mouth to him. He held her head in place as he slid his cock deeply into her mouth and down her throat, until her nose was pressed against his stomach. He slowly pulled out and then pushed back in again, deeply fucking her mouth. He pulled out and gently slapped her face a couple of times before sliding back into the warm confines of her mouth.

He reached down and roughly squeezed her breasts, causing a cry to emanate from deep in her throat. He only chuckled and squeezed them again.

Eventually, her cock sucking brought him to the edge and he had to pull out. He stepped off the couch and stood contemplating her for a moment. He looked over at Calvin, who was still sitting in his chair, stroking his own erection. "What do you think Cal? Has the moment come? The moment to pop her cherry ass?" he asked his friend with a laugh.

Laughing himself, Cal replied, "Yeah, I think so."

Grabbing his bag with one hand, and reaching for the leash with the other, he pulled her away from the couch and up the stairs to his bedroom.

...to be continued...



Suddenly Single Steffie Ch. 04



Jack pushed her into the room and unfastened the cuffs at her wrists. "Turn around and bending from the waist, pull down the thong, slowly," he ordered. Trembling, she turned and did as he asked. "Spread your legs and grab your ankles," he commanded once she was fully bent over.

She stepped out of the thong and spread her legs, wrapping her hands around her ankles. He gazed at her fully exposed pussy, the shaved lips spread wide, hiding nothing. He approached her and ran his finger through the pink folds, briefly dipping inside her, causing her to gasp at the slight penetration. He gently slapped the lips a couple of times before trailing his finger to her asshole. He pushed his finger against it, dipping just the tip in. "This is going to be so good," he murmured. "I am going to spread you so wide." Stepping back he told her to get on the bed on her hands and knees.

He pulled a few items from his bag and knelt behind her. She could feel the oil as he squirted it at the top of her ass. It slowly trickled down over her puckered hole, which he began to circle with his finger. He pushed her head down into a pillow before kneeling again between her legs. He opened a tube of lube and squeezed some onto his finger. "You ready?" he asked.

She took a deep breath and whispered, "Yes, sir."

Hesitating, he said, "Steffie, you don't have to do this if you really don't want to. Just say so and we'll stop."

She thought for a moment and replied, "No, it's OK. Ever since you first mentioned it, I've been thinking about it and I do want to try it. As you can probably tell, it's getting me very excited."

Or course, he had noticed how wet she was. Her pink lips were glistening wet and some was even running down her thigh. "OK then, here we go," he said as he pushed his lubed finger at her tight hole. He had to push hard but it entered her and he slid it in to the first knuckle.

She gasped and cried out. She was surprised that something as small as his finger would hurt. He pushed in further until his whole finger was inside her. Twisting, he pulled out and then pressed back in.

He pulled out and lubed up two fingers and then pushed them inside. She bit her lip trying not to cry out. He slid them in and out of her and the pain began to fade into pleasure as he finger fucked her ass. She groaned her pleasure but it was soon replaced by another gasp of pain as three fingers worked their way inside her and began to pump in and out.

He pulled them out and she felt lube again being applied to her hole. She could hear him squeezing more out of the bottle and soon something was pressing at her ass. "A little toy for you," Jack explained, a smile in his voice. "A slim dildo." He pushed the phallus hard and it slid into her, spreading her hole.

Steffie pressed her face into the pillow and screamed as it stretched her. Oh how it hurts, she thought. How was she going to be able to take his cock if she couldn't take this thing?

Jack pumped the dildo in and out of her ass, trying to get her used to it. The pain she was feeling again faded into pleasure and she moaned. "Does that feel good?" he asked her.

"Yes, sir," she murmured.

"Good, you're ready for the next step," he replied. "The butt plug."

"A butt plug?" she asked as she felt the dildo removed and something bigger pushing into her. This one was really spreading her. She could feel that it was getting wider the deeper it went. Suddenly it became smaller and was fully inside her. She lifted her head from the pillow she had been screaming into. "Is it in?" she asked, her voice shaking.

"Yup, it's in," Jack confirmed, staring at the base of the toy. Grabbing her leash, he tugged on it, "C'mon, let's go show Cal."

She winced as she stood, the plug pushing in deeper. They descended the stairs and she was blushing as Jack told her to turn around and bend over.

"Hey, right on!" Cal exclaimed, seeing the base snugged up between her ass cheeks.

A sudden thought struck Jack and a wicked gleam appeared in his eye. Grabbing the leash again, he pulled her from the room. "C'mon!" he ordered, hurrying up the stairs. He stopped in his room and quickly grabbed the vinyl thong and then proceeded to Steffie's room.

"Put these back on," he said, tossing them to her. "Put on that really short, tight mini skirt you have and one of your thin short tank tops. No bra," he ordered.

She dressed as he ordered and he stared at her. Lifting her top, he removed the nipple clamps that she had forgotten all about. The pain in her ass far outweighed the feelings those little clips produced. He lowered her top back down but left it slightly bunched, revealing more stomach. He also bunched up her skirt a bit so that it didn't quite cover her ass. The very bottom curve was visible when she walked.

He walked her back downstairs and showed her to Cal. "What do you think? Does she look like a bitchslut?"

"Hell yeah," Cal replied, leering at her nipples that were hard and straining at the thin cloth of her top.

As he unclipped her leash, he said to Cal conversationally, "You know what Cal? We seem to be completely out of fresh porno mags. I think bitchslut and I should take a stroll to the smut shop on the corner and buy some."

"That sounds like a great idea!" Cal enthused.

Steffie went pale. He couldn't be serious! The store on the corner was much like any other corner store except they also sold the most obscene magazines and the young men behind the counter always leered at her whenever she went in. She couldn't possibly go in dressed as she was, with a plug up her ass!

Jack saw her mortification and confirmed her fears. "Oh yes, we're going." He saw she was resisting and held up the leash. "Now don't make me use this," he threatened cheerfully.

On trembling legs she headed for the door. Best to just get it over with. As soon as they stepped onto the street, people stared at her, men with lust in their eyes, women with disgust. She could feel the plug pushing in her ass with each step she took. They reached the store and she hesitated before going in. He gave her a shove in the small of her back and she stumbled in. The two young men behind the counter looked up and couldn't help but smile wolfishly at her. "Smile and wink at the nice young men," Jack whispered in her ear.

Obeying she turned and smiled saucily at them, giving them a wink. Jack slid his hand down to her ass, squeezing her cheeks as they turned and walked to the magazine rack. Sure enough, the usual assortment of dirty titles were on display. Jack picked up a copy of Anal Invaders and began to flip through it. He handed it to her, saying, "I think we should get this one. And this one too." He grabbed a copy of Butt-fucked Beauties. He handed her every magazine they sold on anal sex and a couple on bondage and proceeded to the counter.

The guys behind the counter blatantly stared at her breasts, the hardened nipples plainly showing through the thin fabric of her top. Jack saw the direction of their gaze and squeezing one of her breasts, he asked, "They're nice, aren't they?" Much to her horror, he lifted her top and fully revealed them. He pinched the hardened nipples before lowering it again.

Tearing his eyes away from her tits, one of the guys began to key the magazines into the cash register. After a few he mentioned, "You guys like the butt action, don't you?"

"Oh yeah," Jack replied. "My bitch here has a plug up her ass right now!"

Steffie was so stunned that she couldn't even think to react when Jack turned her and lifted her skirt, pulling her thong aside so the guys could see the plug in her ass.

"Very nice," they commented. "Hey, is her pussy shaved?" one of them asked.

Jack pressed down on Steffie's back causing her to bend over and pulled her thong further aside. "Yeah, just had her do it about an hour ago," he said conversationally. "But her ass is the main attraction tonight. I'm going to fuck her till she's begging for mercy," he bragged, giving her a sharp slap before letting her stand up again.

The two guys laughed and Jack paid for the magazines. The guys were again staring at her breasts. Jack gently pushed her up to the counter and firmly holding her hands behind her back with one of his hands, he again lifted her top. "You guys want to give her a squeeze? They really feel amazing."

Steffie watched with stunned amazement as one of the young men reached out and roughly squeezed her breasts. Then the other did the same. Adding to her shame, Jack added, "This is what I like to do." He pinched one of her nipples hard and stretched it out before shaking it, causing her flesh to jiggle before finally lowering her top. "Well boys, have a good night. I'm going to take my bitch here home and clamp her nipples and then fuck her ass good and hard." Whispering in her ear, he commanded, "Smile and wink."

She obeyed as they walked out of the store. She was burning with mortification as they walked back home, the butt plug still twitching in her ass. Jack lowered his hand to her ass and gently squeezing it, he laughed. "You were great in there! Those guys were sporting hard-ons like you wouldn't believe!"

They walked a little further, Jack still squeezing her ass. "How does the plug feel?" he asked just as a business man walked past them.

"It's uncomfortable, sir," she replied.

"But what does it feel like?" he persisted. "Is it moving as you walk?"

"Yes, sir. It's twitching and pushing."

The two blocks seemed like an eternity to Steffie but they finally reached the house. As soon as the door closed behind them, Jack scooped her up and put her over his shoulder, carrying her up the stairs, smacking her ass with each step.

Once in his room, he dumped her on the bed. "Take off the thong," he ordered. He removed his own clothing as she slid the tiny garment off. "On your knees," he said.

She complied and he roughly pulled her wrists behind her back, fastening the cuffs. He pulled up her top and smacked her breast. She hissed in a breath at the unexpected assault. He watched the shaking flesh and smacked the other one. Retrieving the nipple clamps, he gripped her nipple painfully and stretched out her breast again as he attached the clamps. He fastened the chains as he had before and pushed her forward on the bed. She landed with her cheek on a pillow and her ass high in the air.

"Spread your thighs," he commanded, kneeling between her legs. He roughly grabbed her soft ass and kneaded the cheeks, spreading them and staring at the plug pushed deep inside her. He gripped the base and jiggled it and then tugging gently, slowly pulled it from her ass, suddenly leaving her empty. From his bag, he pulled out one last item. A large black rubber dildo, heavily ridged, 8 inches long and 3 inches around. He held it in front of her face. "I'm going to fuck your ass with this," he said menacingly.

"Oh God, no, please, sir. It's too big," she whimpered, her eyes wide.

He slapped her ass several times, causing her to gasp. "You're going to take it and you're going to say you love it and beg for more," he growled at her.

He squeezed a liberal amount of lube onto the dildo and on her asshole, pushing the slick liquid into her with his fingers. He positioned the large toy at her entrance and pushed hard, ramming it half way in, causing her to scream loudly.

Twisting it insider her, he asked, "How does it feel, slut?"

With a gasping and quavering voice, she replied, "It feels good, sir. May I please have all of it?"

"Such a good bitchslut," he purred before giving the dildo another shove, pushing it in to the hilt, causing another scream to pierce the air.

Without giving her a chance to adjust to the invasion, he began to pump the dildo in her ass, long fast strokes, ramming it in deep. She had her face buried in the pillow, screaming and crying, the ridges of the phallus scraping against the tight walls of her ass.

Jack ignored her cries and continued fucking her ass with the large dildo. He watched it sliding in and out of her hole, amazed that she was actually taking it. Eventually she got used to the size and the ridges began to work their magic. Her thighs began to tremble and he reached down between her thighs, massaging her clit.

As soon as his fingers touched her sensitive mound, she cried out loudly, the orgasm searing through her body, quickly followed by another and then another. Her body slumped causing the nipple clamps to catch on the sheets, but she didn't notice. All she could feel was this deliciously monstrous invasion of her ass. She bucked against the huge dildo, wanting even more of it in her. Suddenly it was pulled from her, leaving her empty. She cried out in protest, causing Jack to laugh.

"You've got a greedy little asshole, don't you, bitchslut?" He gazed at her gaping hole, watching it slowly close as he lubed up his cock.

"Yes, sir," she whispered.

"Say it," he ordered.

"I've got a greedy little asshole, sir," she obediently replied.

Steffie knew the time had come, Jack was going to shove his big dick into her ass. He was bigger than the dildo that had just violated her ass and she didn't know if she could take anything more. She was so nervous she jumped when he touched her asshole with his finger, applying more lube. He chuckled as he slid his slick finger into her ass, spreading the lube. "You're not as tight," he commented as his finger slid in easily.

He knelt behind her and positioned his cock at her sweetly puckered hole. "Relax," he whispered as he held her hips tightly and began to push his dick into her. The head disappeared into her and she gasped loudly, pushing her face into the pillow and whimpering. Jack moaned loudly, her ass was so hot and so tight. He gave a hard thrust, pushing his cock in half way as Steffie screamed into the pillow. Ignoring her pain, he pushed hard again this time burying himself to the hilt.

"God, your ass feels so fucking good!" he cried, grinding against her.

Steffie turned her face away from the pillow, panting heavily. It felt like she was being torn in two, it hurt so much. She couldn't help but whimper as he ground deeper into her.

"Does it hurt?" he asked her.

"Yes, sir," she breathed.

"Just relax," he repeated as he slowly pulled back, drawing his cock out of her before slowly sliding the full length of himself back in. He slowly fucked her ass a few times and asked her again, "Does it still hurt?"

"Yes, sir," she repeated. The pain was slowly changing from burning and truly hurting to something more exquisite. Like the spankings, which did hurt, but in a good way.

"Tell me you like it," he ordered gruffly.

"I like it, sir," she dutifully answered.

"Tell me it feels good," he told her, pushing in roughly.

She let out a small cry before whimpering, "It feels good, sir."

He increased his speed, thrusting in deeply as her ass began to open for him. The pain began to ease, being replaced by the most amazing feelings. Her heavy breathing changed from being caused by pain to being caused by the most intense pleasure.

"Oh yes, it feels good, sir," she gasped. "Fuck me, sir. Fuck my ass."

Encouraged by her words, even though he was unsure whether they were true or not, he plunged in faster and deeper. His increased speed pushed her over the edge and she cried out again as her orgasm rocked her body. Jack could feel her muscles clenching and the surge of wetness from her pussy on his balls as she came and was glad that she was enjoying this.

"Oh God, yes, sir! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" she cried loudly. "Give it to me, give it to me hard. Ram your big cock deep into my tight ass!" she begged.

He thrust even deeper and harder into her, sweat dripping from his brow. He pulled her cheeks apart and watched his cock pumping in and out of her, amazed that he had stretched her hole so wide.

She again began to quiver and tremble beneath him and he knew she was about to come again. He timed it right and pushed in deep as another orgasm roared through her body causing him to come as well. "I'm coming!" he cried and pumped his cum deep into her ass.

"Oh yes, sir. Fill my ass with your cum. Shoot it deep inside me," she cried as he exploded inside her.

He stayed in her until the last of their climaxes subsided and then he gently pulled out. His legs trembling, he watched as cum dribbled out of her gaping asshole. "My god, that was amazing!" he panted.

He looked down at Steffie, her breathing was heavy, her eyes closed. "Are you OK?" he asked her.

"Yes, sir," she breathed, a smile curving her lips.

"You liked that?' he asked.

"Oh yes, sir," she replied, chuckling.

"Good, because there's more." He stepped out to the hallway and she heard him hollering down the stairs. "Hey Cal? You want a piece of her ass?"

His question was answered by feet quickly pounding up the stairs. "How was she?" Cal asked.

"So fucking good. Her ass is so tight," Jack responded as they entered the room.

Cal sucked in a breath at the sight as he walked around to the end of the bed. "You sure spread her," he commented as he undid his pants and slid them off.

"She's closing up, you should have seen it when I first pulled out," Jack laughed.

Calvin's cock was already fully erect as he knelt between her thighs. He squirted some lube on his cock and smoothed it over the entire length, savoring the moment. He directed his dick to her almost closed hole and pushed the head in.

Steffie groaned loudly as his cock entered her. She quickly turned her head to the pillow to muffle her cries as he roughly plunged into her, burying himself to the hilt with one thrust.

Calvin cried out as he rammed his cock into her. "God you feel good!" he grunted as he began pumping in and out of her, gripping her hips, slamming her ass against him. He pulled out and smacked her ass a few times before driving his cock back into her.

Cal relentlessly drilled his cock into her ass, ramming in deeply, pistoning in and out. She couldn't think, her entire world shrank down to his cock in her ass, driving her to the edge of madness. The pillow continued to muffle her cries of ecstasy as he abused her tight hole. Her orgasms were coming one on top of the other, storming through her body, causing her ass to clench tightly around Cal's punishing cock.

Jack sat in a chair watching them, stroking his hardening cock. "Yeah, that's it bitch, take it like the ass slut you are," he called to her. He could see the muscles in her thighs clenching, could see the juices from her orgasms running down her legs. "You love it bitch, don't you?"

A devilish idea suddenly struck him and he approached the bed. "Move over for a bit," he said to Cal. He pulled out and Jack slid beneath Steffie, causing her to raise her head. He positioned her soaked pussy over his cock and gripping her hips, pulled her down onto him, impaling her. She cried out at this new invasion, as Cal once again knelt behind her and pushed his cock into her ass.

She was momentarily speechless as both men were buried in her to the hilt. They slightly raised her hips and holding her in place, Jack began pumping in and out of her as Cal did the same. She buried her face in Jack's shoulder and cried out loudly as another orgasm roared through her.

"Yeah, you like that don't you, you dirty slut?" Jack whispered to her.

"Yes, sir," she gasped.

"What are you?" he teased.

"A dirty slut, sir," she breathlessly replied.

"You like having two cocks in you? You like feeling full?" he asked, his voice taunting.

"Yes, sir," she grunted. "Oh God, Cal, yes, fuck my ass, fuck it hard!" she cried out as Cal increased his tempo and slammed into her.

Feeling close to cumming, he suddenly pulled out of her, wanting to stretch it out longer. He began slapping her ass, watching his red handprints cover her flesh. He spread her cheeks and gazed at her gaping asshole. "You are spread so wide. Your hole is huge," he laughed.




Suddenly Single Steffie Ch. 04



She only gasped in response as Jack pounded her pussy from below. He then abruptly withdrew and pulling her down, he slid his cock into her willing ass. "You like feeling full, do you?" he asked, a wicked gleam in his eye.

"Oh yes, I love it, sir," she gasped, riding his cock with her ass.

"Cal?" he asked his friend. "Care to join me in her ass?"

"Oh yeah," Cal murmured, positioning his cock just above Jack's as he gently pushed in.

Steffie couldn't believe what they were doing. There was no way they could both fit inside her. She clutched at Jack's arms and buried her face into his shoulder, screaming as Cal forced his cock into her ass.

"God yes!" he cried when he was pushed in to the hilt. He swatted her ass before he began to move. He and Jack pumped rhythmically, causing Steffie to cry out and whimper at the double invasion.

"Oh God, it hurts!" she cried, the pain of being spread so wide searing through her.

"Take it, bitchslut," Jack growled at her, pumping his cock into her. He ignored the fact that his cock was rubbing up against Cal's and only concentrated on how tight she felt.

Cal reached orgasm first, pulling out and spewing his cum across Steffie's back. Jack pumped a few more times before climaxing with a loud groan, shooting his cum deep into her ass.

Jack wriggled out from under her and pulling her hips in the air, spread her cheeks. "Holy shit! Cal, look how huge her hole is!" he laughed, staring down at her huge gaping asshole, a thin stream of cum beginning to run out of it.

"Whoa," Cal exclaimed. "That's pretty damn big." He also laughed.

Jack reluctantly undid the cuffs on Steffie's wrists. He sat next to her on the bed and stroked her hair. "I know I have you for a few more hours, but I think we'll call it a night. You've endured enough abuse." He gently kissed her. "You've been a great slave and a great sport for actually putting up with me. Or rather us," he amended. "You are released from service," he said grandly.

"Do I have to go to my own bed or can I sleep here tonight? I don't think I can move," she said sleepily.

"Sure you can," he replied, wiping the cum off her back. Cal wandered back to his own room as Jack turned out the light and crawled into bed next to Steffie. She was already asleep as he gently drew her to him before slipping into sleep himself.

He drifted awake the next morning feeling warm, soft and wet. Confused, not sure if he was awake or asleep, he glanced down and saw Steffie's head slowly bobbing above his crotch. He groaned as she softly and gently sucked him. She glanced up at the sound and smiled at him. "Good morning," she said before sliding him back into her mouth.

His hand landed clumsily on her head as he sank down into the pleasure her mouth was providing. She was slowly sliding him in and out of her mouth, teasing him, driving him crazy with desire. "Faster," he grunted.

"Hmmm?" she murmured, looking up at him. "What was that?" she asked, her hand replacing her mouth on him.

"Faster," he breathed.

"You want me to suck faster? Well, I'm not sure. I think you may have to ask a little nicer than that." A smile teased at her lips as he looked down at her confused.

His brow unfurrowed and he returned her smile. "Please suck my cock faster, baby. I wanna cum in your mouth so bad, please suck it hard all the way down your throat, please, please, please!" he begged.

Not taking her eyes off him, she swirled her tongue around the crown of his throbbing cock.

"Oh God, please," he whispered.

His begging was rewarded as she greedily sucked him down her throat, her head now bobbing quickly up and down. Jack arched his back and clutched at the sheets, feeling his orgasm building. With a loud groan he came, shooting his cum down Steffie's throat. She sucked him dry before releasing him.

"What was that? A little payback?" he asked, pulling her up to him.

"Yeah, something like that," she replied with a mischievous smile.

"Thanks for the last couple of days," he said softly, gently kissing her lips.

Blushing and lowering her eyes, she surprised him by saying, "Thank you too. I actually enjoyed it." She hesitated before saying, "I even wouldn't mind doing it again sometime." She raised her eyes and looked at him shyly, nervously biting her lip.

"You can be my bitchslut anytime you like," Jack laughed.

The End...maybe...