Erotica
She’s got great boobs, come on don’t be shy, plenty for everyone…
Last year I landed a really cool job in the city. I had taken myself off to night school to do a tech course, and it had paid off. My new female friends were very different to the kind of people I had grown up with. They all seemed like good girls! And the guys were mostly, well… how should I put it… gentleman.
Whereas me — I was a naughty girl desperately trying to be good.
In fact, I’d left my previous life behind completely by moving nearer my workplace, so the commute wouldn't take me too long. I settled in better than expected, was accepted very quickly and invited on evenings out and to house parties too.
On one particular night, Jilly threw a girlie get together as a hen night. She was due to marry Jim from accounts.
The champagne flowed and games were played. A few of the girls had crashed out and there were four of us left up drinking shots, eating cheese biscuits while playing Truth or Dare.
“So Flo,” (that would be me), “what is the naughtiest sexy thing you have ever been involved in?” Jilly asked, eyes wide.
I thought for a moment, and being a very honest person decided I should go for the second option rather than shock these nice ladies with the truth, so I replied, “What’s the dare?”
“To make a pass at Ben from security,” Liz piped up.
“Ah no,” I protested. I may have been a naughty girl in the past but that was all behind me. Ben looked like the kind of bad boy who I’d been involved with back then.
“It will have to be the truth then. Hold on to your drinks!” And then, I told them…
When I was in my early twenties I couldn't seem to get out of the “bad lads” cycle. I loved them. That was why I moved in with Brad. He was a bit older than me and a looker too, but straight off took me for granted. I should have walked, but there was something I just could not resist about him. And I will admit I wanted to be naughty. One night he provided the perfect opportunity.
We’d had an enormous argument and I told him it was over. But I didn’t mean it. At that point I was still a little crazy about his intense stares and wild sense of humor. He had stormed out of our flat, slamming the door for good measure. I plonked down on the sofa, put on some Leonard Cohen and drank a few glasses of red to help calm myself down.
I was just drifting off when I heard the door latch open then close, and in walked Brad with some new friends…
“Here she is, guys. Fucking slut. Just take her. All the holes.”
He gestured towards me as I sat upright wondering what the hell he meant.
He’d obviously been down to the town bar and had come home with two men I had never met before. They were a similar age to Brad and looked like they worked construction — being tanned and quite muscled. It was obvious he was still fuming with me from earlier, and now it seemed my punishment was due.
He began to undo the buttons on my blouse.
“She’s got great tits. Have a feel, Seth, come on don’t be shy, plenty for everyone.”
At first, I struggled against Brad’s hold. It seemed like the correct thing to do, but as Seth pulled down my bra cup and teased a nipple I could feel my cunt responding. I didn’t want to resist…
Brad and two strangers were about to use me for their pleasure and in that moment I knew I wanted them to.
“Yeah full boobs. The way I like ‘em,” Seth enthused, pulling down the bra straps and groping handfuls of both my breasts.
Then grabbing a fistful of my long hair, Brad pulled my head back, whispering in my ear, “You're going to get what you deserve now. Teach you that you’re mine to give. So come on, girl. Ask for it. Make the lads feel welcome. Nice and loud.”
He tapped the side of my cheek to let me know he was the boss.
“Taa, take… me… Use me,” I stuttered as my cunt, happy with my decision, continued to soak my panties.
The guy who had not yet said a word stripped and lay down on the floor. His dick pointing straight up at the ceiling.
“Take your clothes off and straddle Jacko. No messing.” Letting go of my hair Brad watched me disrobe and throw my clothes onto the chair.
I lowered myself slowly onto Jacko, his knob glistening as I watched it sink into my hole, aware all eyes were on me. His cock wasn’t small so as he held my hips and began thrusting my muscles tightly clasped at his shaft.
Next Seth stood with his feet either side of Jacko’s head, in front of me, and lowered his trousers.
“Suck on this, you dirty slut.”
His dick sprang from the boxers and hovered in front of my face. Clasping the back of my head he pulled it towards him. I grabbed hold of Jacko’s shoulders to steady myself, which in turn made my ass stick out. So while I was practically gagging on Seth’s cock, Brad knelt behind me and after testing my asshole with a moist finger he nestled his knob against my anus. Pushing slowly forwards, he negotiated the resistance then inched in all the way.
My pussy and asshole pulsated against the immense fullness, while Seth used my mouth like a cunt, fucking it hard.
The three of them had me in such a tight grip I simply had to give myself over to them, as they fucked me until I had jizz trickling out of every hole.
When I’d finished telling my true tale, the girls sat staring at me. Mouths open. Then Jilly knocked back her drink and said, “Ah, Flo. What do you take us for? As if we are going to believe that. We’ll all be waiting for you to carry out the dare next time Ben joins us on a night out.”
What's a naughty girl to do?