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Click hereCollapsing on top of Gregg, I heard Helena shouting obscenities next to me as she clawed at Bruce's stomach while she fucked him. Bruce looked so helpless but he was clearly close to his own orgasm and tried desperately to move his hips to increase the sensation. "That's it...shoot that fucking jizz inside of me from your fat cock!" Helena was milking his cock with her muscles as he gasped and tried to say something through his duct taped mouth. Helena ignored him and I saw that she had actually drawn a little blood on his skin with her nails in the heat of the moment.
Suddenly self-conscious and once again worried about our predicament and how this was going to play out, I motioned for Helena to follow me as I dismounted from Gregg's now soft cock and walked down the hallway towards my room. "Grab the phone with the pictures!" I said to her. I pulled on a robe just as Helena walked in, still naked, holding the camera.
"What is it, Amy?" Helena said, tossing the phone onto the bed.
"First of all, get some clothing on" I demanded. "Then maybe you can tell me what your plan is for getting these guys out of here quietly without them going ape shit on us. Please tell me you've thought about that!" The look on her face told me she hadn't. Panic set in.
"Seriously, Helena?" I hissed as she helped herself to a pair of my workout pants and a sweatshirt, not bothering with underwear. "We've got two guys tied to our futon and you have no idea how we're going to get them out of here!?"
"Oh, stop being such a worrier, Amy. Just give me a second to think. It's not like you didn't have a good time and someday you'll thank me for this. I bet thinking about Gregg's long cock will get you through many more lonely nights until your next lay." Helena was probably right, but right now all I could think about was some ugly prison dyke making me her bitch while I'm sharing a cell with her for this. How in the world were we going to get out of this?
(to be continued... if you'd like)
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Author's note:
I hope you enjoyed reading this story. Please feel free to post comments and rate the story, but please do not PM me. I'm not on Lit to hook up. I'm just an occasional writer.
While the story is not bad, the protagonists are unusually terrible people, even for non-con.
Though I gotta admit that I found the two comments excusing the unfair state of affairs in the real world far worse than the story itself. Downright nauseating.
your story about having sex with 2 virgin men, remind me of one of my lustful thoughts
I think about answering the door to Mormon boys letting them in to preach to me on 1 condition that is they come in and service ( suck off ) my hard pecker, being virgins
this is would be new to them but my boner needs to be sucked and milked dry.
so after some sucking and masterbating and then maybe I would return partially the favor ) by touching their ,man poles rubbing the rods or a tiny lick of man hood.
Screw reality and all. Please just continue your story. How about these two guys coming over and raping these two as a payback?
I read this story for the first time, and it really did the job for me. Please, please continue this story with more entries, the idea of forcing two Mormon guys against their will is so hot! Thanks!
Call it a bucket list fantasy of a hot girl forcing herself on to me. But instead of ropes, she just uses her bare hands and does it at a superior leverage point and endowing me with emince lust.
But then after our mutual orgasm, she settles and lays on me. Once i caught my breath, i quickly roll over her petite frame with ample tits and ass and forcefully impale her rectum and watch her face silently wince, scrunch and squirm in painful agony. But sets off intense orgasms.