Waiting’s the Hardest Part

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You’re outside our bedroom door. You can hear the sounds, but you can’t see anything. I’m in there, tied up, with four guys. My legs are up in the air and my arms are tied to either side of the headboard. You know at least that much because you tied me up before the men arrived. You even got my pussy nice and wet for them. You’re considerate like that, aren’t you? But you didn’t get to fuck me. No, that’s for later. You haven’t gotten to fuck me for a month, not since the last time we had visitors.

You were between my legs licking me and fingering me, making me squirm with need, when the doorbell rang. Our company had arrived. You left me on the bed, wet and aching, and let them in. They pushed past you and entered the bedroom with no hesitation. They all knew what they were here to do. They’d been coming (in more ways than one) for months. The last one closed the door in your face after telling you to wait there in case they needed anything. You’re good for water breaks, but not much zonguldak escort else.

You could hear the men greeting me, commenting on my swollen cunt, how good I looked tied up and gagged. The gag would come out as soon as one of them wanted to use my mouth, but for now I could only make muffled sounds of need. It didn’t take long for you to hear them dropping their pants on our bedroom floor.

They’d all been hard when they walked in. You could clearly see the outline of their erections and how much bigger than you they were. Not that you needed visual confirmation. You knew they were bigger. You could tell when you were fucked me after they’d finished with me. I was so loose after having all of their cocks in me that you could barely feel my pussy around you.

One of them had already started fucking me, hard from the sound of it. You heard me screaming, but only for a moment, and you knew my mouth was full fethiye escort of a hard cock. I told you once, that when they fuck my mouth they don’t go easy on me. They force their cocks into my throat and hold them there until I’m gagging. Then, if I’m lucky, they’ll start pounding me and I’ll have a chance to breath.

It’s so hard to just listen and be waiting outside the door. You’re so hard and on edge. I’d given you head for a few minutes that morning, just to rile you up, and you’d almost ruined everything by coming in my mouth. You held back like a good boy, but you were so close. Now you just have to hold back for a few more hours and you can cum inside my ruined pussy. But you have to wait, and that’s the hardest part.

You know when they leave, you’ll find me in a puddle of cum that’s soaked our sheets. I’ll be red from their hands grabbing and pinching and slapping and spanking. Their cum will be all over me. alanya escort In my hair, on my face, dripping off of my breasts, in the hollow of my belly button, and, of course, inside me. I’ll be so full of their cum that it’ll be streaming out of me as I wait for you.

And when you find me and put your mouth and tongue to the task of cleaning up all of that cum, I’ll tell you each and every dirty, degrading thing they did to me and how much I loved it. How I loved the feeling of them stretching me wide and filling me up with their cocks and their cum. How I loved choking on their dicks until drool ran down my face and my eyes were swollen from crying. How I loved it when they fucked my ass and loved it more when one of them fucked my pussy while another one pounded into my rear. You’ll never make me feel the way they do.

I’ll tell you how they made me cum again and again until I couldn’t handle it any more and how they forced me to keep coming even after that. I’ll tell you how being their fuck doll made me dripping wet and read for anything they wanted to put me through.

I’ll tell you all that and more once they’re gone, you know. But for now, you have to wait on the other side of the door like a good boy and let the men in our bedroom use me like their property. Just a few more hours, babe. You can wait can’t you?

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