Loading...My bicycle shop in Seattle was doing fantastic business, I’d just bought my first house, and life was generally going great. The only thing I was missing was a girlfriend. I knew I wanted to get married and start a family some day, but I was so busy with work that my social life had taken a real backseat.
I’m 33 years old, in good shape, and fairly attractive, but when it comes to the ladies, I’m pretty shy and introverted. I’ve had a few steady girlfriends, but we always seem to drift apart after a few years and revert from lovers back to friends. I knew the perfect gal was out there, but so far, I hadn’t found her.
I wasn’t ready to give up. Across the street from my shop is a coffee house where I get my morning brew each day. Several months ago, a new barista started the early morning shift and was so breathtakingly sexy, besides getting my morning caffeine fix, I left the coffee house with a raging boner each day.
She was way out of my league, probably mid-twenties, with a totally alternative vibe; small diamond stud in her nose, a pierced tongue that made her talk with a slight but very sexy lisp, and shortish hair that seemed to turn color with her mood (jet black one day, streaked with blue the next and blazing red the following week). Her eyes were sparkling green and highlighted by the longest lashes you can imagine. Her smile was radiant and I never looked at her pouty little lips without imagining them wrapped around my boner. She usually wore a tight half t-shirt under an unbuttoned flannel shirt and the thin cotton of her undershirt always struggled to hold in her firm, full breasts. It was obvious she had a pierced nipple as her jewelry choice of the day literally screamed “look at me” from insider her t-shirt. Even more obvious was the silver stud she wore in her exposed navel.
She typically wore skin-tight low riding jeans that accentuated her bubble butt beautifully. Above the waist of her jeans, I had spotted an intricate tramp stamp that clearly announced, “I’m hot, I know it, and if you are man enough, I’m a tiger in the sack.” On the rare occasion she wore a mini-skirt to work, I had studied her legs intently and decided they were quite possibly the finest I had every seen; long and flawless, with well sculpted calves, a tiny tattoo on her ankle, and the most perfect thighs that just begged you to run your tongue up the inside of her legs to find her honey pot.
Her name was Scarlett, and frankly I did give a damn. She was probably 5’4″, maybe 105 pounds soaking wet. She had a flat tummy and a firm, toned arms that clearly saw the inside of a gym several times a week. To put it mildly, I was smitten. I lost count of the number of times I jerked off thinking of fucking that hot little barista, filling her cup with my cream.
The first few times she took my order, I could barely get the words out without stumbling all over myself.
“I’ll t-t-t-take a l-l-l-latte,” I’d stutter, trying not to make it obvious I was gawking at her incredible chest. “P-p-p-please.”
“Sure thing,” she purred, her little lisp barely audible as she swirled her words around her tongue stud. “You want that extra hot?”
You are fucking “extra hot” I thought to myself as I nodded my answer, unable to make my mouth form a complete word let alone a sentence.
Scarlett was very outgoing, and I noticed she flirted with several customers, each of which was more than happy to fill the tip jar with their lunch money just to hear her gratitude.
“Thanks cutie,” she’d reply, her million-dollar smile making customers weak in the knees.
Over a period of weeks, I’d visit the store several times each morning, going broke on coffee but cashing in on my ever growing fantasy of Scarlett. I became a “regular” and Scarlett indoctrinated me into her flirtatious circle.
“Hey Timmy,” she’d announce as I entered the store. “Want the regular?”
I want you naked, on your knees, I’d think as I replied more subtly, “Yes, please.”
I usually hit the gym early in the morning before heading to the coffee shop, and I was usually dressed in my gym gear, a fresh sweat still clinging to my back.
“You sure work out a lot,” Scarlett said as she brewed my drink. “I like a guy that thinks a six pack is something other than cold Budweiser.”
I’d blush embarrassingly, and mutter a, “Gotta stay in shape” or some other lame reply, trying my best to hide the tent forming in my gym shorts.
I learned that Scarlett was in graduate school, studying philosophy and hoping to be a professor one day. She lived in an apartment with several other students and often complained about the lack of privacy.
“I just can’t let my hair down around those girls,” she announced. “And trust me, I really enjoy letting my hair down, metaphorically speaking. Studying and working makes for a dull girl, if you catch my drift. A girl needs some excitement in her life.”
The only excitement I needed from this girl was a nice bottle of wine, a warm bed, and a case of condoms. If only I had the courage to make a move.
After getting my coffee each morning, I’d retire to the bike shop, head back to the privacy of my office, and jerk out a load wishing I was blowing my jizz all over her cute face and sexy tits. I wondered how many of her other “regulars” had similar nasty dreams about drilling that hot little piece of ass.
One Friday morning, Scarlett wasn’t her usual perky self.
“What’s got you down this morning?” I asked, as always a master of small talk.
“I finally saved enough money to move into my own apartment,” Scarlett replied. “A couple of my friends were supposed to help me move tonight, but that turd Jeff called me this morning and bailed. I can’t stand another night with the roomies but I don’t have anybody to help me move the heavy stuff.”
Finally seeing an opportunity, I piped up, “I’d be glad to help.”
“Really?” she said. “That would be awesome Timmy. With you and Snake, we should be able to get all the big stuff moved out before those bitches get back from school.”
Snake, huh, I wondered to myself? Well, I wouldn’t have Scarlett all to myself, but at least I’d get some quality time with her away from the coffee shop and I’d get a chance to see where she lived.
“So is Snake your boyfriend?” I enquired.
“Not exactly,” Scarlett giggled. “It takes more than one guy to keep me satisfied,” she said as she gave me a wink, “Although Snake does a pretty damn good job on occasion, if you know what I mean.”
Interesting I thought. This girl is a sexual dynamo. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to know what she was talking about. She might not be the marrying type, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t still worked up to take her smoking body for spin.
“I can’t afford to pay you any money to help me move,” she said. “But maybe we can work out something else,” she teased as she licked her upper lip, and clicked her tongue piercing against her bottom teeth, quite possibly the sexiest thing I had ever seen in a coffee shop.
“No p-p-p-problem,” I stuttered, moving my gym bag to hide the bulge growing in my shorts. “I’ll grab a bottle of wine and we can toast your new apartment when we get everything moved.”
“Sounds fucking awesome, Timmy,” Scarlett whispered, giving me a wink as she handed me my latte. “And I think Snake will really like you too.”
I had no clue what that comment meant, but I was on cloud nine and couldn’t wait for evening. I worked all day in the shop, struggling to hide my perpetual erection as I counted down the hours till I was to meet Scarlett at her old apartment. I closed down the shop at 5pm, grabbed a bottle of wine from the corner store, and rang Scarlett’s doorbell at 5:30pm sharp.
I heard a scuffling sound from the apartment as Scarlett yelled, “I’ll be right there.”
She opened the door and my jaw nearly hit the floor. She was wearing a pair of super short daisy-dukes, flip-flops, and a ripped and torn belly shirt that barely concealed her still heaving breasts.
“Sorry,” she panted, clearly out of breath, as she used a sexy finger to wipe a suspicious looking blob of white cream from her cheek, eagerly licking it clean. Her hair was a mess and her eyes had a crazed look.
“Come on in,” she ushered. “This is Snake.”
Snake was standing in the middle of the room, quickly zipping up his jeans and fastening his belt, a gigantic bulge still evident in his crotch. Snake was a hulking figure, 6’5″ easy with a full beard and a Hell’s Angels leather jacket.
“Snake is such a prick,” she laughed. “He insisted on a pre-payment for helping me move and we were just wrapping up the transaction when you knocked.”
“No problem,” I replied, quickly piecing together the obvious as Snake walked over, gave Scarlett a firm spank on the bottom and extended his enormous hand to me.
“Good to meet you, man,” Snake said. “Scar tells me you are one of her regulars. Damn nice of you to offer to help her move. She’s fucking hard to say no to, huh?”
“I’m glad to help,” I replied as I shook Snake’s hand, the same hand that minutes before was probably palming Scarlett’s head as he had worked his cock in and out of her pretty little mouth. Fuck, this wasn’t starting out like I had hoped.
But my mood changed quickly when Scarlett gave me a hug and then planted a big wet kiss on me, her tongue darting into my mouth, the metallic taste of her tongue stud driving me insane. Her tongue had a strange salty taste, probably the remnants of Snake’s load she had just swallowed.
“You are a savior,” she exhaled, breaking the kiss and releasing me from her bear hug. “With two big strong studs hard at work, we’ll have my stuff cleared out of here in no time.”
We got to work and quickly loaded all the furniture into Snake’s van.
“Snake and I are going to run over to the new apartment and get the keys before the office closes,” Scarlett informed. “Timmy, would you mind taking these boxes and packing up my closet?”
“Will do,” I replied, somewhat dejected.
“Cool. We’ll be back in thirty,” she said as she jumped on Snake’s back and road him out to the van, clearly ecstatic to be moving out of her roommates’ lives.
I opened her closet and began stuffing clothes and shoes into boxes. Scarlett had some incredibly sexy clothes, lingerie, and fuck-me heels that I assumed she wore out on the town, as she never dressed this sexy at the coffee shop. I could only imagine how hot she must look all dressed up for a night out. Under a pile of clothes, I found a large shoebox that was heavy with something other than sneakers.
Knowing I shouldn’t, I was too curious to pass up the chance to explore the mysterious box. She’d left me here to do the dirty work, so I might as well enjoy myself in the process and maybe get some insight into her private life at the same time.
Opening the box, I was shocked to find it included an assortment of sex toys, dvds, and other perverted paraphernalia. There were several dildos in an assortment of sizes and colors, the most shocking a 10 inch black rubber monster that was attached to a strap-on belt. Her dvds ranged from sedate straight porn, to gay, bisexual, bdsm, and other wild perverted selections. She even had a set of handcuffs, a choker collar, and leash in the box. This was one wild fucking chick.
My cock was straining against my Levi’s as I heard Scarlett coming in the front door. I quickly closed the box and put it under a pile of packed clothes, taping the last box shut and announcing from the bedroom, “All packed up in here.”
We loaded the last few items into the van and headed back to Scarlett’s new apartment. Snake blasted heavy metal music as we made our way through traffic and Scarlett road shotgun, gyrating to the heavy beats as she dry-humped the front seat, obviously elated to be moving on to her own pad. I was happy to find her new place was walking distance to the coffee shop and just around the corner from my bike store.
“I feel fucking great,” she exclaimed as we pulled up to the new place. “Free, free at last,” she screamed as she jumped from the van and ran up to her new front door, her bra-free breasts bouncing wildly.
“That is one hot little number, huh, Tommy,” Snake snarled.
“Timmy,” I replied. “But yea, you are absolutely right.”
“Tommy, Timmy, whatever the fuck,” Snake laughed. “But she is a freaky little girl. Watch yourself around her, she is a shark. She’ll use that hot little body to get what she wants and sometimes you’ll wake up the next morning wondering, what the fuck did I get myself into.”
“I think I can handle myself,” I replied.
“We’ll see,” he chuckled as we began to unload the van. “Just don’t say I didn’t warn you, bro. Sometimes Scar takes alternative to a whole new level.”
I don’t know why Snake was telling me all this. Hell, I knew he’s already gotten a blowjob from Scarlett tonight, and who knows what they did while I was snooping around in her closet earlier. He was probably fucking her on a regular basis; maybe he was just trying to protect his turf.
After we moved all the stuff into the place, I popped open a bottle of wine and offered glasses all around.
“No thanks man,” Snake replied, “I’m gonna head over to the liquor store and grab some beers.”
Scarlett took her glass and replied, “Thank’s Timmy. I’m gonna go grab a shower. Would you mind setting up my TV?”
I put the TV up on the entertainment center and set up the dvd player, but she didn’t have cable yet so I couldn’t get a picture. The only picture playing in my mind was Scarlett in the room next door, naked, warm sudsy water washing over her incredible body. Fuck I was horny and I’d do anything to close the deal tonight.
I was yanked out of my fantasy by Scarlett’s voice from the bedroom door.
“Hey cutie, thanks for doing that.” Scarlett was dripping wet, her body barely hidden underneath a tiny robe.
“You don’t have cable yet,” I replied, my heart pounding in my chest, “So I can’t set up your surround sound speakers.”
“Hang on a second,” she said as she ducked back into her room. “Here, you can use this dvd. I’m going to dry my hair.”
She tossed me a dvd without a label on it. Shrugging, I put it into the player and was shocked to see it was one of her bisexual pornos. On the screen, a big burley guy was positioned behind another guy, pounding his ass while the bottom dude eagerly ate out a hot blonde coed. Holy fuck, I thought, what was Scarlett trying to tell me? Or was it just an honest mistake?
Oh well, I decided, might as well let this play out. I finished hooking up the speakers, grabbed my wine and a chair, and sat down to watch the movie.
“Hey baby,” Scarlett whispered as she snuck up behind me, massaging my shoulders. “You like that movie?”
“Uh, yea, it’s interesting,” I replied.
“I think it’s so hot to watch a studly guy getting his ass fucked like a bitch in heat,” Scarlett moaned.
“I never really thought about it,” I replied, shocked and more than a little nervous.
Scarlett moved in front of me, still wearing her tiny robe. “The only thing I find hotter, is when I’m fucking a guy in the ass with this.”
She pulled open her robe and I found myself staring at the big, black 10″ strapon dildo I’d seen earlier in her secret box. Only now, Scarlett wore the beast strapped onto her otherwise nude body, the huge phallus protruding wickedly from her crotch as she wrapped her hand around the tool and gave it a few slow strokes.
“Do you like my big dick, Timmy?” she grinned.
“Uh, Scarlett, I think you are amazing, but I’m not sure about that d-d-dildo,” I stuttered. Her body was amazing. Her breasts were big and full, her nipples fully erect and just begging to be sucked. Her pussy was nicely trimmed and had that big rubber cock not been blocking my path, I’d have dived in and tasted that hot twat without further hesitation.
“Oh Timmy,” Scarlet started. “If you haven’t figured it out by now, I’m not your average girl. I think you are cute. I think we can have some fun. But you will have to trust me. My moods change constantly, and now that I have my own pad, I’m in the mood to be dominant, to take charge, to get freaky!”
“Freaky?” I asked.
“Fuck yea, freaky as shit. I’ve been admiring your tight little ass for a while now. You come into the coffee shop shaking that butt in those sweaty gym shorts each morning and it’s been driving me crazy. Based on the morning wood you’re usually sporting, I can tell you like what I have to offer too. I know that guys would give their left nut to fuck me, and sometimes I’m in the mood for a good old traditional fuck. But sometimes I want to be the fucker. Will you be my fuckee, Timmy?”
“I-I-I’ve never done anything like that before,” I replied honestly. “Besides, there is no way that big dildo would fit in my virgin ass.”
“You’d be surprised, Timmy,” she replied coyly, as she continued to jerk the rubber dick. “Snake had some trouble at first, but he loves it now when I fuck his hairy ass.”
“You’ve fucked Snake with that thing?” I said, finding it hard to believe that Snake would let Scarlett dominate him.
“Oh yea. Snake’s a mean old piece of shit, but he whimpers like a baby when I strap Killer on and pound his tight hole. You should hear him beg for my dick when I screw him ball-deep. I want to make you beg for it too, Timmy. Will you beg me to fuck you, stud?”
Holy shit. What was I getting myself into? I had this incredible girl naked, standing in front of me, and ready to party, but I was not gay and I had no interest in being on the receiving end of a night of anal torture.
“Scarlett, you are amazing,” I replied. “But I don’t know.”
“Fuck,” she exhaled, clearly perturbed, as she closed her robe, putting that insane body out of view. “I should’ve known you couldn’t handle me. It takes a pretty special guy to keep up with me.”
My chance was quickly disintegrating. I hadn’t had sex in nearly a year and I was beyond horny. I couldn’t let this opportunity get away. I’d been fantasizing about Scarlett for months and if she wanted freaky, I needed to get my act together, take and deep breath, and suck it up.
“Hold on,” I began. “I-I-I’m a special guy. Will you be patient and show me the ropes?”
“Hmmm,” Scarlett said as she let the robe fall open again. “So you like ropes huh?”
“No, I just meant…”
“I know what you meant, dummy, I’m just giving you shit. But to let you know what I mean, I think a little bondage might make this whole scene even sexier.”
She retired to her bedroom and reappeared with the handcuffs, the choker collar, and the leash.
“OK Timmy, this is your big chance. Don’t fuck it up. If you want this to happened, stand up and strip for me.”
I hesitated for a second but when Scarlett started to massage her big, firm breasts and tweak her hard nipples, I made my decision. When she grabbed her nipple ring and gave it a hard yank, I nearly creamed myself.
I removed my shirt, shoes, sox and jeans, leaving me standing in my boxers, my rock hard cock straining to be released, a wet spot of precum clearly visible on the polka dot cotton.
“Nice body stud,” Scarlett started. “Now let me see that horny cock you’ve been dreaming of fucking me with.”
I pulled my boxers off and stood completely naked in front of this fantastic goddess, my 7″ cock as hard as I could remember it, the mushroom head a bright purple and the vein along the top of my shaft throbbing with anticipation.
“I like your cock Timmy, it’s cute,” she chided. “Now tell me, how do you like my penis?”
“It’s h-h-huge,” I stammered as I stared transfixed at her scary strapon.
“Bigger than yours,” she laughed. “And trust me, once you’ve had a big one, you’ll be a size queen for life.”
Her eyes were clouded with lust and I could tell she was a size queen. I’ve never had any complaints about my equipment, but my guess was 7″ wasn’t going to be enough to keep this sultry sexpot satisfied.
“Turn around and bend over,” she instructed as she jerked her rubber dick.
“Now spread those cute little cheeks and show me your virgin hole,” she commanded. “Very nice. You are making my cock so fucking horny to stretch that tight little button.”
How the fuck was I going to take that big dildo in my ass? This girl wasn’t just playing, she intended to violate my butt and enjoy herself in the process.
“Put your hands behind your back, Timmy,” she instructed. She cuffed my hand behind me, then put the choker around my neck and attached the leash.
“Are you my little fucktoy, Timmy?” she questioned.
“Yes Scarlett,” I whimpered. What the fuck was I getting myself into.
“Good,” she exclaimed as she reached between my legs and wrapped her sexy fingers around my erect shaft. Her hand was so soft I thought I would explode when she slowly stroked my boner. But she grabbed my balls with her other hand and gave my sack a firm squeeze, effectively delaying my eruption.
“You will cum only when I say you can cum, understood?”
“OK,” I muttered, turned on beyond belief. I was putty in this hot sluts hands.
She pushed me down onto my knees and yanked my head up using the leash, my face now at eye-level with her black toy. She playfully slapped my face with the rubber cock as she removed her robe, fully exposing that incredible body.
“You like my body, don’t you Timmy?” she questioned.
“I love your body,” I exhaled.
“You’d do anything to fuck me, wouldn’t you?” she teased.
“Absolutely,” I moaned.
“We’ll see,” she giggled. “But first, I want you to show me what a good little cocksucker you are. Do you want to suck my big dick, Timmy?”
I hesitantly nodded, now completely in her control.
“Let me hear you say it,” she commanded as she gave my cheek a firmer whack with the rubber tool.
“I want to suck your cock, Scarlett,” I replied.
“Open wide, little boy,” she teased as she inserted the gigantic head of the dildo into my waiting mouth. “Swirl your tongue around my cockhead and keep looking at me while you do it.”
Eager to please her, I followed her instructions and was soon rewarded with several inches of the angry toy stuffed into my throat. I started to gag which only seemed to turn her on more.
Grabbing the back of my head and holding several inches buried in my throat she instructed, “Just relax and take it. I’ve deepthroated bigger dicks than this so I know you can do it. Shit, I deepthroated a bigger dick just this afternoon.”
Great I thought. I was getting my face fucked by a huge rubber dick attached to the hottest girl I’d ever met even while she was in effect telling me that Snake was hung like a horse. How could I compete with that?
Taking to the challenge, my throat soon accommodated the massive member and Scarlett started to fuck my face with deep, powerful strokes.
“You’re a natural, Timmy. Don’t you just love getting throat fucked by a big cock? Nothing makes my pussy wetter than deepthroating a hung guy, unless it’s watching a guy deepthroat my cock. You look so helpless with your hands behind your back and my big dick stuffed in your mouth. Damn, I can’t wait to fuck that cute little ass.”
She finally withdrew the black toy from my aching jaws and laying the length of the spit covered shaft across my face instructed, “Now lick and suck my rubber balls. Show me how much you want this big cock.”
She reached down and tweaked my nipple hard, making my dick jump with excitement. I’d never had any bdsm fantasies before, but I had to admit, this scene was fucking hot as hell. Maybe Scarlett was unlocking latent tendencies I never knew I had.
“You sure you’ve never sucked cock before, Timmy,” she teased. “Cause you’ve got a real talent for it. Watching you blow my pole has me hot as fuck. I’m only sorry I don’t have a big, wet load for you.”
“I’ve never done anything like this,” I honestly replied.
“Well, if you play your cards right, this won’t be your last time,” Scarlett promised.
She turned around and offered me a close-up view of her gorgeous ass. “Kiss my ass, Timmy.”
I didn’t need any further coaxing and ran my tongue all over her firm, tight bum. She moved the strap aside and spread her cheeks as she pushed back against my mouth. “Stick your tongue in my ass. Yea, tongue fuck my backdoor just like I’m gonna fuck your ass with my big cock.”
She started to squirm as I licked and tongued her little pucker. “Fuck yes, that is making me so damn horny.”
She finally pulled away and taking the leash, firmly led me over to an iron railing just inside her front door. I did my best to crawl over on my knees, finding it difficult not to lose my balance with my hands restrained behind my back.
Scarlett uncuffed my hands briefly and ordered me to put my wrists through the iron railing where she recuffed me. I was now immobilized on my knees, my virgin ass vulnerable to her next move and completely at her mercy. She spread my cheeks and returned the rimming favor, giving my exposed hole a firm tonguing, occasional licking my nutsack and generally driving me insane.
Nobody had ever rimmed my ass and it felt amazing. My cock was leaking precum like a broken faucet and I was actually starting to crave the thought of getting my ass fucked by this amazing woman.
“You like that don’t you, you nasty little slut?” she said as she grabbed her strapon dick and slid it up and down my exposed crack, spanking my balls hard with the big rubber toy.
“I do,” I moaned. “Please don’t stop.”
“I’ll be right back,” she replied and again returned to her bedroom, leaving me attached to the railing, my horny ass twitching with excitement.
She returned several minutes later with a large bottle of lube. “Had the hardest time finding this,” she giggled. “But I don’t think you wanted to try this without a little artificial butt grease.”
She squirted a big dollop on her rubber dick and lubed it up with a few long strokes. She then positioned herself at my backdoor and spreading my cheeks, applied a healthy dose of the lube to my ass crack. It felt like hot wax as the lube ran down my crack, making my ass quiver with anticipation.
“You like that?” she enquired. “It’s called Red Hot and it will light a fire in your ass that only my big dick can put out; adds a whole new sensation to getting ass fucked. It’s the only way to go!”
At this point, I didn’t care how it went, I just wanted to feel her big cock buried ball deep in my horny hole.
“Stop teasing me Scarlett,” I pleaded. “I need your rod in my ass. I want you to fuck me with that big, savage cock.”
“You are such a slut, Timmy,” Scarlett laughed. “I knew you’d like it. Ever since I first met you, I knew you’d be my slutty bottom whore.”
I never imagined I’d be anybody’s slutty bottom whore, but this girl was something else and right then, I wanted nothing more than to please her, even if it meant getting pounded senseless by her big rubber cock. I find it hard to admit even to myself, but right then I really did want to feel her amazing toy buried in my hole, her sensational tits squeezed hard against my back, our sweaty bodies entwined, as she rode me like a bitch in heat.
Using the head of her big toy, she rubbed the Red Hot around my anus, causing my ass to convulse with horny expectations. Then without warning, she squeezed my balls hard and simultaneously drove the horrific dildo into my tight hole, forcing several inches into my stretched ass.
The pain in my nuts was excruciating, but it worked to divert my attention away from the burning sensation in my ass. By the time I got my breath back, Scarlett was buried to the hilt in my ass and was laying across my back, her pierced nipple digging into my shoulder as she waited for my hole to accommodate her girth and length.
“That’s a little trick I learned from the first crybaby I violated,” she whispered in my ear. “I got so tired of him whining that it “hurt”, “take it out”, “go slower”, “your splitting me in two”, etc., etc., that I gave his nuts a hard whack. By the time he recovered from the numb-nuts, I was pounding his ass good.”
“I guess it works,” I groaned, the pain slowly residing in my scrotum, now replaced with an incredible full feeling in my rectum.
“Oh trust me Timmy, I know what I’m doing,” she hissed. “The only thing I like more than fucking a guy in the ass is getting fucked in the ass. You could say I’m a regular ass-fucking aficionado.”
She slowly withdrew the big prick from my stretched hole, leaving just the mushroom head still embedded. Leaning against my butt, she pushed the length back into me and this time I felt each inch of the veined rod as it disappeared deep into my bowels. At that point, I couldn’t say it was enjoyable, but it was tolerable.
The Red Hot made my ass itch and the friction of the rubber dick seemed to cool the burning sensation. As Scarlett started to fuck my butt in earnest, the discomfort of being so completely stuffed was soon replaced by an incredibly erotic sensation. If this was what getting fucked felt like, I was now a convert. I began to buck back against her as she withdrew her cock, eager to get it buried back inside my tortured hole. I didn’t know what a g-spot was, but I did know my ass had unexplored regions that were only now being awakened to some incredibly stimulating new experiences.
Scarlett pulled back on the leash attached to my collar and started riding me like a bucking bronco, having now completely broken any urge I had to resist. She was pounding away, the big rubber balls bouncing off mine as she bottomed out with each powerful thrust. My arms ached from being chained to the railing but I continued to meet her strokes and we were now fucking in a furious rhythm.
“How do you like your first butt-fucking my sexy whore?” Scarlett gasped.
“Incredible!” I screamed. “Fuck my ass you sexy thing. Fuck my ass with your big, hard cock!!!”
As I finished blurting out my pleading, the front door swung open and Snake walked in with his case of beer. I had completely forgotten about him and was embarrassed beyond belief that he would find me chained to the railing, bent over, and getting fucked by Scarlett’s strapon.
“I told you to watch out for this bitch,” Snake cackled as he dropped the beer and popped open a brew. “I should’ve known you had no chance against her.”
“Yea, stud, just like you never had a chance against me,” Scarlett smirked, not stopping her brutal assault on my ass. “You’re just jealous it’s not you strapped to the rail with Killer embedded in your big, hairy hole.”
“Can’t fucking argue with that,” he exclaimed. “Did you teach Jimmy how to suck cock?”
“It’s Timmy, you big slob,” Scarlett retorted. “And yes, he’s a damn fine deepthroater now.”
With that, Snake unbuttoned his jeans and knelt down in front of me, unrolled his huge prick from his dirty white briefs, slid it through the railing, and presented the semi-hard beast at my lips, presumably for servicing.
“Don’t let me down, Timmy,” Scarlett said. “Show Snake what a good little cocksucking slut you are.”
As disgusted as I was to be staring at Snake’s enormous dick, I found I had no will to resist anything Scarlett asked of me. I stuck out my tongue and licked the big, bulbous, uncut head of Snake’s rod, which immediately sprang to life and grew to its full length. It was every bit as big as the black rubber dick now impaled in my ass, and it throbbed with lust.
Without warning, Snaked drove his cock past my lips and into my throat, grabbing my head through the bars to hold it steady while he began to pile-drive my mouth pussy. He grunted with satisfaction as I used my tongue to lube the fat schlong and opened wide to accept his tremendous girth. He fucked my throat with a relentless assault as Scarlett continued to pound my horny hole.
I was now filled with cock front and back, being thrown around like a rag doll, and forced to submit to these sex-starved maniacs. I was in way over my head, but my dick was still hard as stone, and I was clearly enjoying being used and abused.
“Yea, Scar,” Snake chortled, “This little bitch sucks cock real good. I wasn’t gone 30 minutes, how did you turn this guy that fast?”
“I have my ways,” she purred, clearly infatuated with the power she was wielding over me. “You get that cock of yours nice and hard yet, cause my pussy is screaming for a hard dick. Screwing this tight ass has me so fucking horny. I need some of what Timmy is getting.”
Snaked pulled his spit covered rod from my mouth, stood up and stripped naked. His body was covered in a mass of tattoos and hair, his enormous cock protruding straight out from his crotch, hard as a crowbar and fat as a beercan. As he walked around the railing, Scarlett buried Killer in my ass one last time and held it there. She reached around and undid the strapon, freeing herself from the dildo harness but leaving the rubber dick impaled in my butt. She collapsed onto my back, sticking her perfect ass up, just above mine and exposing her sopping wet twat to Snake’s onslaught.
“Fuck me you hairy bastard,” she yelled at Snake.
He positioned himself behind her, grabbed her hips and with one mighty thrust, buried that outrageous cock in her dripping wet snatch.
“Oh fuck yes!” Scarlett exhaled as the weight of her and Snake lay fully across my back. They bucked like two wild animals nearly causing me to collapse under their gyrations.
They fucked like that for 10 minutes as I struggled under their weight. At one point, Snake withdrew and flipped Scarlett over so her back was now on mine. He pulled her legs up onto his shoulders and re-entered her.
“I want to watch those big, beautiful tits bounce around while I fuck your tight pussy,” he exclaimed. “Fucking pinch those nipples bitch. Yea, pull that fucking nipple ring. Damn you are one hot little bitch.”
Scarlett reached down to grasp the strapon harness and started sliding Killer in and out of my ass in rhythm to the fucking she was getting. I’d have given anything to have my face buried in Scarlett’s sweet pussy right then, but I was clearly the low man on this totem pole.
The sensation of the rubber cock being slid in and out of my stretched hole was too much for me. I felt my orgasm start to build and when Scarlett screamed out, “I’m cumming you mother-fucker. Holy shit, I’m cumming!!!” I lost it. Without even touching my cock, I erupted, shooting hot, sticky jizz all over the floor. My cock continued to spurt as I unleashed the biggest load of my life.
It was all too much for Snake as he drove his cock home one last time before unleashing an animalistic howl and erupting deep in Scarlett’s well-fucked pussy.
“Damn that was fucking intense,” Scarlett sighed, her body still twitching with orgasmic delight. “Pull out nice and slow Snake and unlock Timmy’s cuffs.”
She sat back on the floor as I finally regained the use of my arms. “Crawl over here Timmy, I’ve got a juicy treat for you. I want you to lick me clean.”
An hour ago, the thought of sucking Snake’s seed from Scarlett’s recently fucked pussy would have repulsed me. But at the moment, nothing sounded sweeter. I devoured her perfectly shaved little box and sucked and swallowed every drop of Snake’s cream I could find. Scarlett’s body began to quiver and she was racked with another orgasm as my tongue found her secret spot. Her strong thighs closed around my head and nearly suffocated me as her body tensed with pleasure. I breathed in her musky scent, thoroughly and completely in love with this crazy, wild woman.
She finally released the grip on my head and I sat up. Snaked immediately put his now semi-flaccid penis back in my mouth.
“Clean me up too, bitch,” Snake snarled.
I slurped the mixture of his cum and Scarlett’s love juices from his spent cock, eager to get every last drop. As I finished cleaning his tool, Scarlett regained her strength and leading me by the leash, forced my head down onto the floor where I had shot my huge load.
“Clean that up too you little pervert,” she insisted. “I didn’t tell you it was time for you to cum and I won’t have you making a mess in my new apartment.”
Eager to please her, I licked up every drop of my own spunk as Scarlett and Snake sat back laughing.
“Well I guess you found yourself another regular,” Snake chuckled.
“Oh, I think Timmy definitely makes the grade,” Scarlett replied. “If he keeps up this good work, I might even let him fuck me one of these days. Until then, I’ll keep serving him coffee and he can keep serving me a piece of that hot ass.”
My bicycle shop was my job, but it looked like my personal life was going to take on a whole different kind of “bi”. I was embarrased to admit it, but I hoped Snake was going to fuck my ass next time. But that’s another story.