Cyn Again: Flames Out Of Control

“Does that mean you’re not going to be fucking any of us?” Stan asked.

“I didn’t address that because I don’t know where all this is going to go. I’m not specifically planning on it but I realize that being fucked by someone else in front of others is the ultimate act of exhibition, and I don’t know if it’s reasonable to think it wouldn’t happen. I’m not anxious to rush into all the hard stuff so quickly that I miss the suspense of drawing it out. I think it’s more exiting if that is just left open.”

“Everyone should understand one very important thing however; I have never fucked anyone but my husband since we got married so I can assure all of you I am clean and disease free, if there is a question with any of you on that item, you better keep your pecker in your pants; I will hold you all responsible to keep me protected…It relates to my comment about protecting my husband and kids. If anyone harms me with disease that infects me and endangers someone I love, I’ll tell you all here publicly right now, that before I kill myself, I’ll kill whoever did it.”

Thick heavy silence filled the room and no one really looked at anyone else.

“Fucking hell,” Jason said, finally breaking the tension. He was the youngest in the department still in his early 20’s. “This is fucking unbelievable; you’re married for god’s sake. What does your husband think of this?” He turned to the others and almost snickered under his breath so as only to be heard by those closest to him. “He’s got to be some fuckin candied ass wimp.”

“The agreement stated quite firmly how I feel about my husband, HE IS NO CANDY ASS WIMP Jason, I’m sure he could beat the living shit out of you with one arm tied behind his back. The issues between me and my family are personal, I’m very sensitive about how they are perceived and right now I’m ready to tear up that shitty agreement and tell you all to go straight to hell!”

There was a total hush in the room and the emotional edge was so tight again it could have been cut with a blunt bat.

Nate jumped up and reached out to grab Jason by his shirt as he said. “I’ll beat the shit out of you myself you stupid ass.”

Jason jumped back knocking his chair over in the process and defensively addressed us all. “Hey, I’m sorry, that was a stupid thing to say. I really am sorry; it’s just so hard to believe is all. I was way out of line and if you want me out of here I’ll understand and won’t say anything to anyone else.”

His contrite apology seemed absolutely genuine and everyone was impressed to cool it down a bit.

“Pizza’s here.” Cindy announced.

We were all relieved for the break and filed out to the kitchen to collect what we wanted to eat and then returned to the conference area.

“This seems so surreal.” Collette said. “Here we are calmly sitting around this conference table wondering what sexually bizarre and daring things we are going be asking one of our workmates, this perfectly normal looking soccer mom to do.”

A nervous laugh was our only defense against the whole bizarre situation. For me to sit here as the object of a round-table discussion to discover and define how I was going to be asked to sexually perform for all the others only served to make my head spin and my body reveal the depth of my arousal. I wished these damned tap panties had an absorbent panel in the crotch to catch my flowing pussy juice. I’m sure the padded seat and wool skirt were getting soggy.

I felt as though spotlights were on me from all around the room as I nervously toyed with my food, too uptight and aroused to really feel hungry. I’m sure everyone sensed my arousal and would have been able to see my hard nipples poking through my bra if I weren’t wearing my wool blazer.

I toyed the buttons my off white blazer open so the others had a sexy view of my lacy white bra, and finally Scott spoke up. “This is how we dressed Cyn this morning. Part of it’s an outfit my wife left behind to remind me of our divorce. She wore it when she fucked three of our so called friends in front of me before she dumped the divorce papers in my lap on her way out.”

There was nervous laughter around the room as hungry eyes feasted on the promise of my exposure beneath the wool blazer. Scott continued. “Each morning, we pick up Cyn at her house and she is dressed very conservatively as her husband kisses her goodbye. This morning we stopped two houses away from hers and I stripped her naked in the back seat of Elaine’s car, and kept her that way until we were almost here to the office. We re-dressed her the way she is now. The last two weeks have been the greatest of my life so far, and we’re just getting started.”

“Last week, I made her to pull up her skirt while she stood at the entrance to my cubical so I could finger fuck her cunt. She was so turned on; she pulled her dress clear up above her breasts so I could fondle them also and pinch her nipples while I brought her off. Like I said, this is just the beginning if we don’t screw it up.”

Nate then added. “We’re getting to know her pretty well…she has that look of lust in her eyes again, does anyone want to see what she looks like naked.”

“Hell yes!” Was the collective response around the room. It was aerie to have everyone talking about me getting naked without anyone even asking me. It reinforced the element of control and manipulation that always added to my lust, and I scissored my thighs together as the sensitivity in my cunt increased.

“I think it’s show time,” Elaine said, she had been virtually silent, and spoke to establish her position in the control circle as well. “Let’s see you do a table dance.” Then she turned to Sandy and asked for permission to use the furniture.

“Sure,” Sandy said, “This top is made of solid high polished black granite so it’s durable. It will act almost like a mirror.” She added sounding almost conspiratorial.

“We need to get some music, I’ll turn on the CD,” said Stan.

Soon a saucy sensuous salsa beat was gaining volume as someone pulled out a chair and offered me their hand for support so I could climb up. I was shaking with excitement as goose bumps covered my soft flesh. I had never danced alone like this in front of others although Craig and I had always enjoyed dancing to a variety of beats together. The building compulsion to exhibit myself started to push any reluctance from me as I started to sway and move to the music

My jacket was already unbuttoned so as I swung around the motion created erotic views of my bra covered breasts as well as tantalizing glimpses of the white naked skin above the thigh high stockings. I cupped and fondled my breasts through the bra and excited everyone with my lusty impatience by pushing it up over my erect nipples and full tits so they could watch me pinch and pull the throbbing buds to obscene dimension.

The guys were all massaging their rigid cocks through their pants accept Jason, who had pulled his out and was boldly stroking it in view of the others. I danced over to him and turned around so my ass was above his head while I leaned over slightly and twisted so I could watch his hand move up and down on his hard cock. “You can touch me if you want.” I said wiggling my ass in his face.

Not wanting to relinquish his grip on his lust, he reached out with his other hand and caressed the back of my leg. My stomach lurched and my pussy creamed as he moved his hand to the inside of my thigh and caressed the hot flesh between the stocking top and open crotch of my tap panty. “Ohhhhhh,” I moaned as his fingers moved up to play with my peak-a-boo pussy lips. “Shit!” I said as I pulled on my titties roughly. “Finger my pussy please.” I begged. “Fuck my cunt with your fingers. Take off my panties and let them see your fingers fucking my pussy.” I said almost demanding.

He took hold of the panty skirt leg and tugged downward. It slipped off one hip, then the other and then he grasped the waist at the back and pulled my panties all the way down to the table top. I stepped out of them and kicked them across the table to the others as I settled in to Jason’s wonderful fingering of my hungry cunt. I spread my legs wider and bent at the knees to push myself down onto his working hand, and my pussy creamed and gushed around the three fingers he was busily working in and out.

I threw my jacket off and pulled the loose bra over my head and threw it away carelessly. Jason applied direct force to the thumb that was rubbing on my clit and I threw my head back and howled in a shuddering climax. He continued to saw his fingers lazily in and out of my dripping pussy that was now even more alive with post orgasmic sensitivity and I noticed the thick globs of cum that were running down the backs of my legs from the load he had shot onto me. I smiled at him as I sensuously moved away to the strains of the music in the background.

I stepped to the middle of the table and spread my legs wide to air out my throbbing sex as I reached behind me and started to lower the zipper to my skirt. It slipped down my hips until the soft fullness stopped its descent. I wiggled seductively as I pushed it over my ass until it fell at my feet to be kicked away also. I continued to dance, sway and pose seductively to my audience as I masturbated toward another orgasm. Soon, even the thigh highs were more than I wanted to wear so I skinned them down my legs as well and slipped out of the high heels so I was completely naked.

Everyone had enjoyed watching me and my reflection dance but I decided it was time to get seriously dirty again so I could cum and brought the two me’s back together again by lying down on the cold marble mirror. I writhed around as I enjoyed the coldness of the stone top and spread my legs and pussy lips wide for all to see. I rolled over and got onto my hands and knees as I scooted backward toward Nate so I could present my naked lips to his face, god I needed to cum. He stood partially, grabbed my hips and pulled me to onto his curled tongue.

He also had been fisting his naked cock while Elaine sat next to him watching. As he stood, his penis lay out along the table top and Elaine snaked out her fingers to take hold of his sex. She spit into her hand and then used the moist slipperiness to help masturbate him. His tongue was pushed deeply into my hole and he swished it around to eat the slickness from the inside of my pussy while he started to worm his fingers deeply into my ass hole.

As his teeth bit down on my swollen clit to chew it I started to visibly tremble as the orgasm I so desperately needed cashed through me like rolling ocean waves. As the mellow afterglow washed over me, I fell onto my side exhausted. I lay there in steamy slumber as a variety of hands roamed over my body. They felt good and warmed me against the cold marble, and they helped maintain a soothing level of sexual afterglow as I drifted down from the high.

They had played with me for over an hour and lunch was now well on its way to 2:00 PM. I was exhausted and it was conceded that I had done enough for one wild day and finally people started to file out of the room as I was at last allowed to dress again so I could go back to pretending to work. It was hard to stay awake as I nodded and drifted often into sweet slumber before I finally felt Elaine shake my shoulder to tell me it was time to go.

We climbed into the car and chatted a little until I drifted off to sleep. I don’t know how long I was out while I dreamed of sex; I was awaken by movement around me, and was already almost completely naked; so much for what I thought was a dream. We had already taken the exit for Forest Grove and were only a few minuets from my house as I fully came too. I was almost disappointed as I realize I wasn’t going to have time for the other cum I had dreamed about as my friends were quickly pulling me back into my clothes.

I sat in between Nate and Scott with my bra and shirt back on and my panties, pantyhose and slacks on my feet but still below my knees. Somehow, this exposure as I was being transformed into conservatism seemed even more erotic for all of us. We paused and the guys each took a knee and pulled it up and widely apart. I looked down at my sexy pussy and once again felt the fluids flow out of me onto the seat. They each took a hand and mauled my wet and open cunt as they furiously masturbated me again.

With their other hands they roughly mauled my tits through my shirt while they took turns kissing and probing deep in my throat with their tongues. They had loosened their slacks so I had access to their cocks and I pumped and masturbated them as well. All I could think of was how desperately I wanted them to tear off all my clothes and theirs to, so I could climb on their rigid tools and fuck them both endlessly, and then I trembled with the orgasm of my dream.

Elaine screamed for us all to hurry we were on my street and only a few blocks from my house. I was just tucking my shirt into my pants and zipping up as we pulled into my driveway. Troy and a friend of his were playing basketball in the drive and Scott was still copping a feel with his hand inside my shirt and on my naked breast. Stop I hissed biting his ear, it’s Troy. “Huh,” he said trying to wrestle with reality. Troy was walking toward the car to greet me and would have seen Scotts busy hand if I hadn’t pulled my jacket over it to hide his action.

Scott reluctantly pulled it from my shirt and slipped it secretly out as Troy reached down to take my hand. Nate had been quicker to adjust and had already scrambled into the front seat just before Elaine turned into the drive. That was close he said as he turned back to look at me exiting the car. TOO FUCKING CLOSE! I said fiercely but in a whisper so Troy couldn’t hear. Playfully Scott reached up and poked a finger as far into my ass as he could with my clothes on. I slapped at his hand but still my pussy creamed at his daring.

I slammed the door and pretended to be angry as I walked arm in arm with Troy toward the house. Scott had succeeded in pulling my tits out over the top of my bra, and it felt deliciously wicked to leave them with my aroused nipples brushing against the fabric of my shirt, and knowing that a man other than their father had just uncovered and fondled them. As the evening wore on, we made it past dinner and our together time as a family all the while with my naked tits rubbing against my cotton shirt to remind me how wicked I was and keep the certainty of the illicit fucking I knew I was going to soon receive on my mind.

I felt flushed and aroused all evening and when Craig and I finally climbed into bed I aggressively moved to seduce him again. I stroked his cock to hardness and climbed on top of him as I rode his hard cock to a satisfying orgasm although strangely it was not as satisfying in the lovemaking sense as it had been recently. “How do you stay so turned on and insatiable all the time Cynthia?” He asked. “It seems like we fuck more now than ever, even more than we did as newlyweds. If I didn’t know better, I’d say someone else was getting you hot at work.”

“You just keep loving me like this every night and no one at work will ever have a chance.” I lied with a loving smile.

“Does that mean if I take a break, someone else may cut my grass?” Craig asked with a crooked eyebrow.

“You don’t have to worry about that; I love more than anything in the world.” I said with a note of sadness in my voice. “You do know that don’t you?”

“I love you as well said Craig, more than I’ll ever love anyone again.”

He said it tenderly as he held me while I snuggled into his arms and we cuddled like fitting spoons. With my back to him tears started to spill from my eyes as I realized that this would be the last time we cuddled like this before I betrayed his very love and was fucked by another man. What a strange combination, a pussy more wet with adulterous arousal than my lover’s sperm and eyes wet with tears revealing how I loved him and feared what I might loose.

To be continued – Cyn goes all the way

This is a completely original work of fiction that has basis in real life; the characters are imaginary, even though they’re very real to me and I’ve enjoyed this experience. I know that I’m far from being a great American Novelist, but we all dream. If you enjoy the story, I’d love to know it, if you don’t, please don’t read it.

I had no idea where this was going to take me when it began. I was like the character Alex in the recent Movie Alex & Emma when he said; I know the characters and let them take me where they need to. To me, these people are real, normal and comfortable in normal lives. These are ordinary people capable of extraordinary thought, emotion and behavior; that’s why you’ll see a strong reinforcement of normality that gets twisted out of shape throughout all of these parts.

You won’t find tattoos, body piercing and even many shaved pussies here because they are all indications of a predisposition to nastiness. Cyn wants to be ‘good’, she just can’t help herself, and this story tries to explain why.

I’d love to help develop a website around these characters and incorporate visual images to embellish the thoughts, emotions, fantasies and situations that are developed in text. If any of you have interest in helping, suggestions or whatever, then feel free to speak.

By CraCyn © January, 2004