0 comments/ 136533 views/ 20 favorites Her Boys By: CuriosityKilledKitty She was one of the sexiest girls any of the boys had ever seen. She wore tight, form fitting jeans that curved to the shape of her ass, and constantly reminded the boys of her long, shapely legs. She usually wore tiny little spaghetti strapped shirts, low enough to show ample cleavage, but covering enough to keep her modest. These tops, like the jeans, fit her well, showing the shape of her breasts, the flatness of her abdomen, and when the boys got lucky, the shape of her nipples. Her dark brown hair was either straightened, or up in a high ponytail, showing off the creamy white skin of her shoulder blades and the soft enticing skin of her neck that they we're all dying to bite at and make her whisper there names in her sweet, soft voice. They were Her boys. That's what she called them. For someone so incredibly feminine, she somehow got along better with the opposite gender. Whenever the boys had a poker night, she could beat most of them. She loved to watch action movies and rarely hid her face when someone got blown up on the big screen. When they went out to the bars, she could down almost as much beer as they could. For some, it was like she was the little sister they had never had, seeing as she was at least one year younger than the youngest boy, and by far the smallest of the lot of them. The only difference was, none of the boys ever woke up hard from dreaming about fucking their sisters. In fact, none of the boys ever dreamed of fucking there little sisters. Ever since she came into their lives, they only dreamed of her. Sure, they all dated other girls, mostly because they knew that the girl they wanted was completely unattainable. It drove them crazy though, when they walked into the room and her bright blue eyes lit up at the sight of them, and she ran over to them, demanding hugs, and pressing her frame up against them, in what was far too sensual a way to simply be friendly. She'd look at them and demand they got more sleep, smoked less pot, ate healthier, cared for them like a mother hen. Sometimes, they wished she wouldn't. If she wasn't so damn friendly, they could hate her. As it was they couldn't, they all lusted after her, wanted her, dreamt about her every single night and craved her every moment of every day. Every day they watched her smile and laugh, and every day they craved her body even more. It was Jake who came up with the plan. To take her out to the bar for her birthday, and to get her really drunk. To take her home, tie her up to her king size princess bed and one by one have there way with her. One by one the other boys slowly agreed to the plan. They discussed who would take her first, who would take her last, who would untie her and who would tie her up. The four of them waited in anticipation, and trepidation for that day. The day of her birthday all four of the boys woke up, after the most vivid dreams of her tied up, screaming their names and moaning in pleasure. They showered, shaved, dressed in their nicest, sexiest clothes, and met her at the restaurant she'd chosen to start the night at. She was sitting there, at the head of the table, in a tight pink, low cut shirt that tied up and made her already generously sized breasts look even larger. She bounded up to greet them in her tight black skirt and her four inch heels, hugging them, planting drunken kisses on there necks, and cheeks. They hit the bar later, where she proceeded to slam back Jaeger Bombs, Vodka Sevens and Rum and Cokes. Wasted as hell and clinging onto the bar stool, Jake carried her out to his car and slid her in the backseat, handcuffing her wrists and her ankles. "What are you doing?" She muttered, snuggling against the back seat and trying to pull the cuffs apart. Jake just smirked, and drove her to her house, parking in her garage, and carrying her into her room. He lay her down on her four-poster bed, removed the cuffs and continued on to remove her clothing. She started struggling against him, and he slapped her on the ass and turned her to face him. "Don't fight this you dirty fucking tease. You had to see this coming, with the way you act. Pressing yourself, and your gorgeous tits up against us all the time, calling us "your" boys, but never giving it up to us, never letting us get near that sweet, tight little pussy of yours. All that changes tonight though. Tonight, you are our slave. You will do as we demand. Happy Birthday, Bitch" Jake growled, pulling at the strings on her top to undo it and remove it. "Us...you keep saying us. Who's us?" She asked. Jake just smirked. "I think I'm going to need some rope." He said. Her Boys Ch. 02 She was tied up, tight to the bed; face down in the pillows completely naked. Her arms were stretched out, tied to the headboard of the bed by the wrists, so she could wrap her hands around the individual bars. She had her luscious ass up in the air, on her knees; legs spread apart, ankles tied to the posts at the end of her bed. She felt her first captor from behind, run his hands down her stomach leaning forward, over her, to play with her nipples. She tried not to moan, but couldn't completely stifle it out. "You like that, slut?" Her captor, Jake, asked, running his nails down her stomach back towards her ass, smacking it hard. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she quieted another moan of pleasure. Jake grabbed her hair, pulled her head back, and whispered in her ear. "I knew you'd enjoy this. Your always such a tease, dressing like one, holding yourself away from us, never letting anyone touch you. It's always the quiet, shy, subtle ones who like it the roughest." He said, his breath hot on her ear. He bit her neck, not hard, but not delicately like she was used to. He reached his hands forward again, squeezing and pulling at her nipples, harder this time, watching her face as she flushed redder then she already was, eventually moaning, closing her eyes, enjoying the pain being inflicted on her. He pulled away from her nipples and slipped himself back to her ass, slapping it again, making her arch her back, wishing he'd do it again. Instead, he used one hand to pull her head back by her hair once more, the other, slowly stroking her wet clit. She grew wetter, warmer, more turned on with each touch, and he watched her as she tried to fight away the feelings of pleasure he knew she'd never had before. He slipped one, and then a second finger inside her, teasing her, as his tongue took over, flicking over her clit, making her unable to hide her enjoyment anymore. "You want me to fuck you, don't you slut?" He said, removing his hands from her pussy, stroking her ass again. When she didn't respond, he slapped it, hard. "Answer me! You want to get fucked, hard, don't you?" he growled. "Yes...please." She whispered, not wanting to displease one of the men who had gotten her drunk, and brought her back to her house, the man who had stripped her naked and tied her up like this, made her completely vulnerable and under his control. He slipped out of his jeans and pulled his hard cock out of his boxers, discarding his sweat stained clothes on the floor. It had taken all his willpower not to fuck her before this moment; he wanted her to beg for it. "Beg me." He ordered her, teasing her clit again with the tip of his hard dick. "Tell me how much you want this, slut, how you deserve this, for being such a naughty little tease." He spanked her again, making sure she knew he was serious. "Please fuck me, hard, God I want you to fuck me." She said, kind of pathetically. He slipped just the tip of his cock inside her now soaked pussy, grabbing her hips, digging his nails into them "I said beg, bitch," He growled at her. She tried to move her hips back but he had to hard a grip on them. "Oh god...please fuck me, hard, I need this...I want your hard cock inside me." She begged. Slowly he slid his hard cock into her, she moaned, and moved her hips back, wishing she wasn't enjoying this so much. He continued to thrust in and out, almost painfully slowly for her, watching the tension build in her, her body aching for the release of an orgasm. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" He whispered, sliding one hand over her perfect ass, admiring the view that having her bent over like this granted him. "You like getting tied up and fucked like this, knowing there are three guys after me that are going to come in, and use you whatever way they want, make you beg for our cocks, beg us to fuck you like the slut you are" He had stopped his slow thrusting motions and he could feel her pussy throbbing around his cock, she was so tight he could feel every move against his cock. He pulled his cock, slowly all the way out, and slammed it back into her, hard, making her cry out, back arching, all her muscles tensing. He thrust, harder, faster into her, her tight pussy, feeling it tighten around his cock as he pushed her closer to orgasm. He could feel the warm walls contract with every heartbeat, and hear her breath get deeper as her muscles all over her body grew tenser and tighter. She was covered in a thin layer of sweat from being so worked up, and being teased, for so long. She was begging him now, to make let her feel that release, she was getting closer and closer. He thrust into her as hard as he could, and she tightened around him, almost forcing his cock out of her as she screamed, into the pillow, trying almost unsuccessfully to drown out the sounds of enjoyment. She was trying to pull away, but he kept pushing, until he came inside her, shooting several loads of cum into her, pulling out just before he finished, and spraying his last load on her, over her ass and her back, making her cry out in surprise. Slowly, he pulled out of her, wiping himself off with a towel laid out on the desk, and dressing in the clothes he'd discarded on the floor. He pulled out his camera, and took a few pictures of her, lying there tied up on her bed, covered in sweat and cum. He left her that way, walking out of the room, signaling to the next boy in line that it was his turn to have some fun with there pretty little captive. Her Boys Ch. 03 She was on her back this time. Legs spread, tied to the footboard, hands tied tightly above her head. Her new captor was above her, running his rough hands over her breasts, playing with her nipples, watching and enjoying the effect it had on her. He placed a shiny silver clamp on each one, tightening it until she was moaning. He fastened a leather collar around her neck, and attached a leash on to it, pulling her head forward, choking her slightly. He had already removed his clothing, and he pulled her head forward more, sliding a pillow under her head for support. He shoved his cock in her mouth and grinned at her while she began to suck it. Slowly, he began moving his hips, thrusting his cock in and out of her wet mouth. He moved his hands down to tighten her nipple clamps a bit more, and she emitted a deep moan out of her throat. "Yeah...you like that, don't you slut?" He said. "You want me to fuck you in your mouth, make you suck my cock like a dirty street whore?" She closed her eyes, and continued to work his erection over with her mouth, sliding the tongue up the shaft and flicking it over the head. He moaned and began thrusting faster, fucking her mouth harder. He pulled on the leash choking her slightly more. She opened her mouth wider, letting him thrust all the way back, trying to take his whole penis in her mouth. He moaned and closed his eyes, shoving his cock down her throat, making her take it as deep as possible. He pulled back slightly, on the edge of Cumming, so he could shoot a load down her throat. She gagged, and he pulled out, using his hand to shoot the rest of his cum all over her face. He sat back, breathing hard, continuing to stroke himself while she leaned back, trying to get her breathing back to normal as well. "Please tell me you're done with me." She said in a weak voice. He tugged at the chain on her nipple clamps, pulling them up for a few moments, reaching out with is other hand to stroke her clit a few times. She gasped, knowing her pussy was probably wet, tried to pull away, but she was still tied down to the bed. "Sweetie, I'm just getting started with you. You sucked my cock so well, I think you deserve a little reward." He said, leaning forwards and running his tongue along her clit. He worked her over with his tongue until she was on the verge of orgasm and he pulled away. "I said a little reward. Now, you're going to get a real fucking." He growled at her. He tightened the clamps even more, as tight as they would go and she cried out, breathing already ragged. He grabbed the leash that was still around her neck and pulled, choking her again. "You like this don't you bitch? You like getting fucked and teased by me. You like knowing there's two other guys out there that are going to come in here and fuck you like the little slut you are. This is punishment, you deserve this for being such a cock tease." He growled angrily at her. He slammed his cock into her, letting the leash go and pulling at her nipple clamps. He fucked her roughly, slamming her head back against the pillow and headboard, pulling at her nipple clamps. She was breathing shallowly, looked on the verge of passing out, but he kept thrusting, harder each time, till she was screaming. "Oh god...PLEASE stop! Oh my god...don't do this to me anymore..." She cried out, struggling to move her hips away from him. He was fucking her so hard she thought he might break her pelvis. Rough as he was, her body was enjoying it. She could feel the pressure mounting up, her stomach muscles tightened. He let go of the chain on the nipple clamps and grabbed her hips, forcing her to stay still while he used her as a sex toy. He made her cum, screaming as she did so, but he kept going. This was about his pleasure, not hers. He fucked her harder, coming inside her, his eyes rolling back, digging his hands into her pelvis, and leaving a slight bruise. He pulled away, and grabbed a towel to wipe the sweat off his face and cum off his dick. He stared at the broken girl on the bed, tied up, crying slightly. He wiped a little bit of the cum, and some of the tears off her face, and pulled on his clothes. He removed the collar and leash, and slowly removed the clamps from her nipples, leaving them distended and erect. "It's okay sweetie. I'm done with you. You just got to get through two more guys doing whatever the hell they want to you. Just accept that tonight, you're nothing but our bitch to use and abuse as we see fit, and it will go a lot easier for you." He said, before leaving the room and signaling to her third captor, it was his turn. Her Boys Ch. 04 The third boy walked so silently into the room, that she didn't even hear his footsteps. She knew nothing until he slipped a blindfold over her eyes, to block out any of the light. Gently moving her, he turned her over, positioned her on her stomach with her back arched, ass high in the air. He could see a bruise left on her from one of the previous boys, and starting there, he began to run his hands over her, stroking her soft skin, calming her down so she would relax. He let go of her for a moment, and positioned a camera, that had a perfect view of her whole body, from her dark mussed up hair, to her perfectly round, tight ass. "You've been treated brutally tonight, haven't you sweetie?" He almost purred. "Fucked raw, forced to cum, the other boys shooting their loads down your throat and all over your body?" He continued to murmur to her, calming her down so that she could relax, and he reached for the bottle he had left beside him on the bed. He squeezed a generous dollop of lubricant on to the head of his cock, and spread some of the cold jelly onto her ass. "I'm not going to fuck you like they did." He growled now. "I want this hole, I know you're going to like it. And even if you don't, I'm going to fuck your ass until I cum anyways." He pressed his cock into her ass and she whimpered slightly, but pushed back just the tiniest bit. He smiled, and rubbed himself against her slowly, torturing her. He knew she'd had it before, he remembered the time she'd told them about her first time having anal sex, how embarrassed she was. With one hand, he reached forward and softly traced his fingers around her erect, and sore nipples, eliciting a soft moan from her. He smiled, continuing to tease her nipples, pressing his dick harder against her ass. With one hand, he grabbed her hips to hold her steady, and with the other, he grabbed her messy, tangled hair, pulling it back to help her arch her back more. "Come on now...be a good little anal slut...and it will all be over soon," He whispered. He could see beads of sweat running all over her sexy, abused body. Slowly, he pushed the head of his cock into her tight little asshole, groaning as it slid in just the slightest bit. He let go of her hair, but she kept her head up, knowing it would make it less painful for her. He gripped her hips even more forcefully, and pushed himself into her even farther. She pushed back, letting him enter her backdoor, as he continued to tease her nipples, brushing his fingers along them lightly as he could. She moaned, straining against the blindfold, biting her lips to stop from crying out even more. "You're enjoying this aren't you? You like being used like this, you little whore don't you?" He growled, thrusting into her ass even farther and harder. Her ass pushed back, granting him full access, and he slid in all the way. She cried out as his balls slapped against her. "Please fuck me." She whispered. "Please, just do whatever you want to me." Slowly, he began to thrust in and out of her. He continued pulling on her nipples, teasing her, and she pushed back even more. He smirked, knowing she was enjoying this more then she'd let on. He knew she'd enjoy the video of her being anally fucked that he would be sending her when this night was over. He began to fuck her harder, letting go of her nipples and raking his nails lightly down her back, making her shiver and turning her on even more. She gripped the headboard that her hands were left free for once and tried to gain control of her body. She didn't want to give into this; the one act she'd always thought was dirty and sinful and had sworn to this very boy that she'd never try again. He groaned, feeling her tight asshole wrapped around his dick. There was nothing he liked more then that feeling of an almost virgin asshole, begging to be fucked. He could feel himself getting close to Cumming, and he thrusted harder than before. "I want you to stroke my balls." He growled, grabbing one of her hands and bringing it back to cup his sack. She began to move her fingers; in the same rhythm he was fucking her. "Oh god...keep stroking them slut, until I say to stop" He said. "I'm going to cum in your ass, and then I'll stop. Then you just have to get through one more boy doing whatever her wants to your dirty fucking body." He fucked her harder, hips slamming against her ass, and he brought one hand back to slap her ass cheek. She cried out, and tried to pull away, but he pulled her back. He was so close to cumming in her ass, he wouldn't let her go now. He slapped her ass again and then grabbed her hair. He pulled her hair so hard, she was afraid he was going to pull it out. He dug his other hand into hips, as he began to cum, with her still stroking his balls. "Oh fuck yes," He moaned, " Fuck, I have never cum that much, and it's all in your tight little ass. You really are a little slut aren't you? You like it up the ass just as much as in that tight little pussy." He slowly pulled out of her, pushing her into the bed, and swiftly got up to shut the camera off. He grabbed one of the towels that had been stashed there and cleaned himself up. He chucked the towel on the floor and got dressed. Untying the blindfold, he bit her gently, right on the curve between her shoulder and neck, but made sure he left a slight mark. "Only one more, bitch." He said, before walking out of the room, leaving her anticipating her final torturer of the night. Her Boy's Toys **This is a follow-up to "Her Boy Toy"** dedicated to "S" and "H" * * * * * It had been several days since my amazing encounter with Amy in New York. I was constantly thinking about how great her plastic cock had felt in my ass, how much I had loved eating her sweet asshole, and just generally how damn hot the whole experience was. Even at work, my mind would wonder to thoughts of that day, and my cock would grow hard. Returning home from work after just such an occasion, I sat in front of my computer and punched up some of my favorite adult sites. Sooner than later, my cock was out of my fly and I was stroking it as I browsed various naughty images as they flashed across my screen. One site I happened upon had an ad for an online adult store. Remembering how great Amy's strap-on had felt, I decided it was time to get some toys of my own. After browsing the e-store for a while, I decided upon a 6" silicone butt plug, and a 10" length of rubber beads. Adding some anal lube to my "shopping cart", I checked out. The package would arrive in 5-7 days… When I returned to my apartment after work, about a week later, there was a plain brown box sitting outside my door. My cock sprang up with anticipation. Finally I would get to play with my new toys. As soon as I was inside I stripped out of my clothes and headed, box in hand, to my bed. I ripped the package open like a kid at Christmas, and began inspecting the contents. I removed the toys from their packaging and examined them. The butt plug looked less intimidating than the beads, so I decided it would be the first to be inside my waiting asshole. I popped a porno in the DVD player, put the toys and lube on my night stand, and lay back on the bed. On the TV, the chapter I had chosen was underway- a scene with a sexy black woman and a scrawny white guy. Soon, she had his large tool in her mouth and was giving him a typical porn-star blow job. Suddenly, she spread his legs, lifted his balls, and thrust her tongue up his ass. Perfect time, I thought… My right index finger wandered to my anus, and I began rubbing my hole gently as I stroked my hard cock. I felt my asshole becoming wet, and I spread some lube on my finger. Pushing slowly, I worked my long finger up into my tight ass. With my finger all the way up my asshole, my cock began dripping pre-cum. I was definitely ready for something bigger. Reaching to my stand, I smeared the butt plug with lube. Spreading my legs wide, I placed the tip of the purple toy at my anal opening. With a deep breath, I quickly slid the entire length of the plug into my hot asshole. This immediately caused my cock to explode, spraying my cum all over my stomach. I used my left hand to lick up most of my semen, and then began pumping the toy in and out of my ass. With my cock in a semi-hard state, I focused all of my attention on my own anal assault. I worked the plug in and out, fast and slow, sometimes in a twisting motion. I felt like my ass was gonna cum, it was so good. After several minutes of this, with my cock hard again, I decided to try the other toy. The butt plug slid out of my ass with a *pop*, and I laid it down on a towel next to my bed. I could feel my gaping asshole asking for more, it wasn't satisfied yet. I examined the long bead toy, it was the kind that is all rubber, not string, between the individual beads. My cock dripped in anticipation as I lubed up the long toy. Grasping the beads, I placed the first, smallest bead at my anus. It took no effort for the first two to slide inside my ass. I gave another push, and the next four all slid in. I now had six of the ten beads in my rectum, and the next four were even bigger. As I went to push the next bead in, I could feel the toy hit a curve in my anal passage. I forced the next four beads in, and my cock flowed with pre-cum as the beads rubbed against my prostate. All ten beads inside of me felt fucking amazing, and I began stroking my cock fast, remembering Amy fucking me with her big toy... I felt my cum building in my balls again, and at just the right moment, pulled the entire length of beads out of my asshole. My cum sprayed all the way up to my neck this time, shooting what must have been 10 streams of semen all over my chest. I tossed the beads onto the towel with the butt plug, and lay there wondering when I would get to see Amy again... To Be Continued...