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A Good Man
Provided by: BDSM Library
Synopsis: A submissive man is forced to endure a party gang-bang for
the pleasure of his wife, no matter how humiliating the acts.
Matthew had nothing but a close-up view of the shining steel heel of my
stiletto. He was on the ground, chin to the floor, hoping for a token
lick or maybe even the chance to start worshipping up my taut legs, now
in fishnets. He was yearning, I know, to lick slowly up the back of my
calves, following the seam, inching closer and closer up toward my
thigh and eventually finding his head under my rubber skirt.
Nope, it wasn't going to happen. I left him there, not releasing him
from that position, as I finished my hair and makeup. My favorite music
was playing in the background, my girlfriends were soon to arrive, and
Matthew had no idea what kind of a night I had planned for him.
All he knew was that I had spent 2 hours getting ready, was dressed in
my tightest, sexiest fetish outfit and he was wearing nothing but a
skin tight black latex pair of briefs. He probably knew that meant I
was taking him to some sort of a fetish event, because he knew I liked
to show off his body.
I was quite proud of Matthew, and all the other femdoms would stare at
him. The male subs, often not nearly in the shape he was, would
acknowledge him with a sense of envy and jealousy - not only for his
own charisma, but for being on the end of my leash.
Matthew knew that if I had him dressed like a piece of slut property
that meant I was going to take him somewhere on the edge, and the fact
that I had a select group of friends meant he might be "shared" as
the evening went on.
In addition, I had shaved his cock and balls freshly and had him in
chastity for two weeks leading up to the evening of note. He was
desperately hard in his CB-3000, especially after having to service me
orally twice a day at the snap of my fingers. Matthew was suffering,
indeed, and the mere sight of his pleading blue eyes served to make me
even more wet.
When I heard the car in the driveway I leaned down with a gloved hand
and fastened the leash onto Matthew's collar, prompting him to stand
up. He towered over me, easily, most of the time, but this time I was
in 6 inch heels and we were closer in height. I loved to see him this
way; all the masculinity, all the machoness, all the cockiness, all the
self-assured easy-goingness was gone from him.
He was like a nervous teenager all over again.
I tugged on his leash, smiled, and said, "The ladies are waiting. I
must tell you, a good man is hard to find."
**
I let those words resonate with him for the entire drive to the secret
party. I knew he would analyze them, wondering if there was some hidden
meaning. Or, maybe, it was just a simple compliment.
Matthew was in his assigned position in the backseat - sprawled
across the floor over our feet to keep our legs warm. It was
uncomfortable for him because of his size, and we'd take turns slipping
off our shoes and tickling him with our toes. I was positioned so that
my feet were under his crotch, and I had long before mastered the
ability to get him rock hard by masturbating him with my toes and feet.
I could curl my soft, dainty soles around his cock and stroke up and
down better than most women could give a hand job. It drove him crazy.
Carrie was sitting next to me, giggling, amused at him. She idly at
times put her toes in his mouth and made him suck. Often she did this
while we were in deep conversation. The two friends of mine in the
front seat were chatting away with us also, and it was like four close
girlfriends doing what they do best while Matthew was a side note, an
object, just like a pet sprawled at the bottom of the car.
Except, he was being forced to suck toes and being masturbated by my
feet. He knew his role, though, and that was to keep quiet.
The ladies and I talked as if he wasn't there. We talked about
shopping, about shoes, about our latest office gossip, about our latest
orgasms, about various sexual events. We didn't mind talking about our
pussies in front of Matthew, our fantasies in front of Matthew, or even
Matthew in front of Matthew. Quite often we talked all about Matthew.
Carrie would just shove her toes deeper into his mouth and say,
"Don't you love it when we talk about it? It's almost as if you're
relevant!"
Matthew could only moan a little, and keep on sucking.
**
Unlike most fetish parties, the private party we went to was full of
more women than men, and the participants were of the most upscale,
fashionable and gorgeous in-crowd. It was a very exclusive event, and I
knew the hostess very well as she was a fan of my site and put some of
my stories into a sort of "menu" for clients to choose from, so she
could more accurately roleplay their deepest fantasies.
Her name was Alexia, and she was also very smitten with my Matthew. She
didn't hide it either. As soon as she saw him trailing behind us, his
hands politely behind his back, she leaned in to greet me with a kiss
on the cheek and said, "Akasha, WHEN are you going to bring this
piece of meat to my dungeon so I can have some play time with him." I
should say, she purred it.
Matthew blushed. Even though he seemed the type to never blush, he
always did when complimented that way; it was another one of his
endearing quality. As was his clearly visible large bulge in the front
of his tight, tight black latex briefs.
We exchanged various greetings, and I was eager to get to the main
event. We watched various fetish acts going on, mingled with some of
the regulars. I had Matthew fetching drinks and at one point kneeling
at my feet so I could tease him with finger food, but this was all idle
play, and almost boring. I wanted to get to the reason I had planned
that night.
Matthew did look nervous, I'll admit, when all eyes were on him and our
hostess asked me if he was ready. "Of course," I said. "He's
always ready. He is, after all, a good man."
The tug on his leash this time was a little harder, and he knew I meant
business. I took him to a corner of the large main room and made him
lay down on what looked like a slightly modified work out bench.
Considering the way he was built, it looked as if he was simply about
to start lifting weights.
But if you say the look on his face, you'd realize he knew it was going
to be something far different. He was right.
**
Matthew had long had this fantasy, and I know he thought I would never
get close to acting out on it. That's the beauty of it all, the fact
that you can surprise someone, randomly, one day, with something they
thought was only going to remain a fantasy. I didn't even tell him it
was going to happen, because I didn't want him to spend every waking
moment fantasizing about it. I wanted the reality to surpass it all.
And, it turned me on like nothing else. It was going to be the ultimate
objectification and fed so nicely into my nastiest cum drinking
fantasies, my smothering fantasies, my cuckold fantasies, my group sex
fantasies. Matthew was indeed a good man, and I wanted everyone in that
room to know just how good he was.
Matthew was tied down on his back to the workout bench, his arms down
and wrists in a spreader bar underneath. His feet were on the floor and
ankles tied tightly to the legs of the workout bench. I am a big fan of
leather straps, so I had my girlfriends add two of them across his
chest, just to hold him still and make his chest feel slightly
constricted. Of course, I wanted him to be nervous, vulnerable,
slightly scared, and incredibly turned on.
Based on the huge erection in his briefs that revealed everything, he
was indeed turned on.
After he was restrained, everyone went about their normal business;
that is, making love. Or having sex. Or, simply, fucking. Everyone, of
course, but Matthew. When I walked over to him and sat on his chest,
crossing my legs casually, letting him peek up my skirt to reveal my
wet pussy, he looked confused.
"What's going on?" he asked me softly, shifting a little, probably
more turned on by the feeling of my warm ass cheeks on his chest.
I lifted a leg over and straddled him, sliding my wet pussy down his
chest and over his belly, then slowly up again, smiling down at him. He
looked desperately confused, completely helpless, and painfully turned
on. I could feel the bulge in his tight briefs against my ass as I
backed up.
"You're going to be of use tonight, in any way, at any time, in any
manner, ANYONE sees fit. You're just our sex toy. You're a fuck-beast.
You're a cock to use, a mouth to use, and an ass to use. You're in for
a long night."
Matthew was breathing hard, as much as he could under the tight leather
straps. I observed his expression for a moment as I reached behind me
and slid my fingers under the waist band of his briefs, peeling back
the latex which was now wet, hot and sticky.
I teased his hard cock with the back of my ass crack for a moment,
smiling at him, then lifted up and with ease slid down on top of him,
feeling him at once fill me, tight, firm, hot. I knew he would not last
long; he had not cum in weeks, and it was rare that I allowed him the
pleasure of being in side me. It took a few soft moves of my hips,
lifting my body off him just slightly at first, and a slow, rhythmic
fucking that left him gasping, aching to move, desperate to be free to
grab onto me.
He got nothing. He did, however, cum loads into me. He was cumming hard
for what seemed like a very long time; I just kept pumping, shoving my
fingers into his mouth with amusement to muffle his groans, licking his
taste off of me, reaching down and rubbing my pussy. Matthew was
completely in another place, he could not believe what was happening to
him.
Without hesitation I dismounted and slid up his chest slowly, inching
up as he gasped to catch his breath, and when he opened his eyes he
only had a brief second to see me smile as I stood with a thigh on
either side of his head, leaving him to stare up at my cum soaked
pussy.
"Lick," I ordered. He was familiar with this, although it was a
treat I had denied him for some time, so he was eager. I lowered myself
down onto his face with a moan of satisfaction and pleasure, allowing
him to do his job. He knew what I wanted; he knew I wanted him to first
suck as much of the cum out as he could, then slowly clean up the
inside of my pussy first, then all around my shaved crotch until there
was not a drop left. He took his time; Matthew was talented with his
tongue, and knew from experience that I expected perfection.
When he was finished, I lifted off of his face and again straddled his
chest. I smiled, leaning down to slide my fingers over traces of cum
around his lips, under his nose. I made him lick those bits off my
fingers, also.
He was breathing hard, his cheeks flushed. I could feel his cock behind
me, already hard again.
One of my girlfriends approached behind me. I saw Matthew look up at
her. She was a gorgeous dark haired woman, tall, exotic. She had the
hand of a lover who was a man with a huge cock - probably more than 9
inches, rock hard, dripping with pre cum. My girlfriend asked politely,
"I want him to suck this cock for me, to get it ready."
I turned to Matthew and raised my eyebrows. "Already a line for your
services. You have quite a reputation."
Matthew looked behind me at the man, and saw three other couples also
standing close by.
I leaned down and whispered to him, my fingers intermingling with his
hair. "You're going to drink cum out of any pussy presented to you.
You are going to suck the cock of any man that a woman commands you to.
You are going to be fucked in the ass, first by me, then by my three
girlfriends. Including, at some point, two cocks in your ass at once.
And that's just for starters."
Matthew swallowed. When I sat up straight again he looked at me. I
think he was at a loss for words, but I knew he was incredibly turned
on. His cock didn't lie.
As I lifted a leg up and over his chest to dismount him, I smiled. "A
good man is hard to find."
**
As the evening went on, I realized a lot of things. First, while
Matthew had talked a lot in the past about this gang-bang type fantasy,
I realized early on that it was a much more overwhelming reality for
him. In fact, there was a point that he was not sure it was what he
wanted. It was a pivotal point for us.
Still strapped down on the bench, after I had made him clean out my
pussy, he whispered my name and reached out to touch my stockings with
two of his fingers. I leaned down to listen to his whispers.
"I...I don't know about this..." he said softly, his voice shaking
just a bit.
I turned to look at him, at the conflict in his eyes. Groups of people
were behind me, some eying the situation, obviously waiting for their
change to get their hands on my boy. Others were off in various stages
of sexual and sadomasochistic bliss. I also saw something else when I
peered around; Matthew's cock was once again rock hard, standing
straight up, pre-cum dripping down the shaft and creating a glistening
pool on his briefs, which were pulled down slightly.
Matthew was nervous, but he was incredibly turned on. So was I. This
was a bit of a shock to me; I had no idea that turning him into a
fucktoy for a group of people would be so incredibly hot. But I
couldn't deny it; I was soaking wet, and the heat between my thighs was
impossible to ignore. After seeing his cock erect again, I could have
gone another round right then and there.
All I wanted, though, was to see him used like a whore for everyone
else's pleasure. I wanted to have them line up for a piece of my man; I
wanted to see his mouth and ass used at the same time. I wanted him to
feel objectified and exhausted, and for the evening to end without an
ounce of him gone to waste. I want him to be stretched at every
orifice, and prove that he could handle it, and could continue to be of
service.
So I made the decision. I said, "Matthew, let me make something clear
to you," as I moved again toward him, standing next to his helpless,
bound frame on the workout bench. I again lifted a leg up, this time
sitting on his face so that he was covered with my soaking wet pussy.
"This should tell you what *I* think of this situation."
I think the message was clear, evidenced by his deep moan and eagerness
to lick my pussy, now fully soaked with my own juices and some light
traces of his own cum. Yes, I was incredibly turned on, and I knew that
nothing motivated Matthew more than getting me wet. "You want to get
me off, slut?" I asked him.
His response was a muffled whimper into my pussy, an attempt to inhale.
That set it all into motion in no time.
**
I can't pinpoint what the best point of the evening was. I spent a
great deal of time in a leisure chair just next to the workout bench
where my slave was kept bound and helpless. It was a large, comfortable
chair where I could have a perfect view of the action while leaving my
legs open leisurely, toying with my vibrator, giving occasional
commands or comments, or even take pictures and videos. I did a lot of
everything.
Watching my Matthew suck the first huge cock from a large, well built
man was astounding. I was impressed (but, not shocked) at Matthew's
ability to take all 8 inches of the man's cock deep, and do such a
fantastic job at sucking him off. Watching another man thrust his hips
toward Matthew's face wasn't just another turn on. It put me on another
planet. My Matthew was sucking dick right in front of me.
For the first show, I could not help but put in my request as I watched
the man fuck Matthew's face, holding him by the hair ruthlessly to ram
his cock all the way down.
"Cum all over his face," I insisted, toying with my vibrator at the
very edge of my pussy. I knew I would have to be sparing with the
vibrator or else I would cum too quickly, and not fully appreciate the
long evening ahead.
The man moaned with pleasure and looked over his shoulder at me, "You
want to see a big load of cum on his face?" he asked me breathlessly.
"I do," I responded. "Matthew looks hot with a face full of cum.
Don't you, Matthew?"
There was a moan of approval from Matthew, who was so busy slurping and
sucking, it was as if he was a fine oiled machine.
The man pulled his cock out with a grunt of pleasure, stroking himself
off at the same time, and in second shot an entire load of cum all over
Matthew's face. It was everywhere; in his eyes, in his hair, all over
his chin and lips.
It drew a great round of applause from the crowd, who now were all
watching the show, not just some of them.
No one stepped up immediately to clean up Matthew, who was breathing
hard and licking his lips to get what bits of cum were on his face in
reach. He was panting hard, his chest pushing up against the leather
straps. He looked incredible in his nearly naked bondage, I couldn't
resist taking pictures of him with cum all over his face.
A couple behind me called my attention. The woman was a tall blonde
with large breasts who looked like a model. The man was reserved in
appearance, conservative looking. She was obviously in charge. "I
want to use a strapon on him," she said, "while he sucks my lover's
dick."
I beamed. "That sounds perfect. Let me just flip the bitch over."
**
Turning over Matthew was an erotic experience itself. First I let him
use a hand mirror to scoop up whatever cum he could from his face onto
his fingers and lick it all off, little by little. I wanted to make
sure he was sufficiently "cleaned up" before his next performance.
The bench was equipped with a special pull-away hole in the middle at
crotch level, so that even face down, Matthew's cock was exposed on the
other side pointed toward the ground. Immediately I had more ideas for
that, including weights on his balls or a variety of cock torture
(which never really came to be; there was a line of up women who had
their men on a leash ready to suck off my Matthew, the ladies eager to
see a man suck cock just as I was).
We strapped Matthew down face down, his cock through the hole, and his
ankles spread and down so his ass was in perfect position to be fucked.
This left both his mouth and ass completely exposed and ready to be
violated. He was such a sight!
The first couple were ready at once. I went around to greet Matthew
first, to check on him, to see that he was still well aware of what was
about to happen. And, to remind him of how turned on I was. This time,
I turned around and pressed my fine ass against his face, making him
search with his tongue for my pussy and also worship my ass for a bit.
I think it was very clear to him how much this was making me wet, and
he agreed eagerly to continue.
The tall blonde was wearing a fine leather harness and sporting a 9
inch pink dildo. It looked stunning. Her lover was massaging his
half-limp cock to erection, and both of them looked more than ready.
Watching Matthew take it both ways was a crowd stopped. You could hear
a pin drop, because everyone was so entranced by the act they were
witnessing. The woman's huge pink dildo look incredibly hot sliding in
and out of Matthew's tight butt cheeks, and he did not seem that phased
by it as he kept his mouth open to suck the second cock of the night.
He slurped it all down, his entire body rocking with the motion of the
woman's precise thrusts. She apparently was not new to using the
strapon, and it was obvious to everyone watching.
She had great precision with her hips, and was giving him long, deep,
rotating thrusts. I was worried he might cum, because he was sensitive
enough that way that I had made him cum from ass fucking many times.
Peering under the table, I could see he was indeed dripping precum like
mad.
I walked over and reached down, scooping lots of the precum up on my
fingers and licking it off in Matthew's line of vision. He wasn't so
busy focusing on cocksucking to not give me a glance, watching me eat
his taste off my fingers in approval. He could tell once more from the
look in my eyes and my body language that I was very aroused by this,
and approved of his performance.
Without warning, the man exploded in Matthew's mouth and he swallowed
it all, gagging slightly on it but still managing to get very drop.
This was all much to the delight of the blonde, who was ready to cum
herself just by watching the entire act unfold in front of her as she
pumped her big latex beast into his ass.
My girlfriends, meanwhile, were taking turns peeking down under the
table to comment on Matthew's erection, each reaching under now and
then to give him a few strokes of encouragement, or to announce to the
people who did not have a good view just how hard the party slut was.
He got a round of applause.
Her lover spent, the blonde removed her cock from Matthew's ass to give
someone else a chance. There were two other women waiting, each
strapping on their own member. Once had an 8 inch realistic flesh
dildo, and the other had a 9 inch black cock. Two men also wanted their
chance at Matthew's mouth, and they were negotiating who would go
first.
I was the one that suggested they take him at the same time; I knew how
much cock he could suck; after all, on more than one occasion I had
shoved two huge dildos into Matthew's mouth. He could take it.
The guys were impressed by this, and agreed to dual-fuck my slut's
mouth. I wanted a good view of this, so I made his ass off limits and
instead I took time to finger him myself, knowing just how to do it to
make him insane with lust. It also gave me a chance to spank him,
another thing I loved to do while watching him perform.
He was sweating all over, and that was incredibly erotic to me. His
entire body was covered with glistening moisture, and his hair was
starting to drip a little. A pool of saliva was on the floor under his
head because he had been slurping and sucking so eagerly. He had to
keep shifting his body weight to get comfortable in the variety of
restraints, but he did so eagerly, wanting only to continue for me. All
he required was that I told him I was still enjoying it. He said,
"Then, keep it coming..."
Indeed, we did. Soon he had two cocks in his mouth, which was
logistically challenging and most of the time he could only take one at
a time. One of the guys liked to slap him in the face though, and that
was pretty hot to watch as well. I was masturbating with one hand and
fingering him with the other, pumping two fingers, then three, all the
way into his ass. If I knew I had the time, I would have fisted him
right there. But I was eager to see more cocks in his ass, and the
partygoers behind me were eager for their turn.
One of the men came into Matthew's mouth and the other came all over
his face at the same time. More applause. What a mess! I had to laugh a
bit when I took a picture that time, and when I went to help clean up
my helpless slut, I whispered to him, "Are you still ok?"
He looked up at me, straining his neck a little. "The position is a
little tiring," he said, his voice scratchy. His lips were red and
strained, his eyes watering a little - he looked like such a tramp!
"But I want to keep going if this pleases you," he said.
I felt such a rush inside of me. I was enamored and drowning in lust
all at the same time, thinking that he was so willing to keep going at
it, to continue until every single guest at the party had a chance at
him. All for me.
I smiled and slid my fingers through his hair. "Let me get you some
water," I suggested. "And then we'll continue."
"As you wish," he responded quietly.
Turning to go fetch the water, I heard a woman a few paces away ask out
loud, "Does anyone know where there's a bathroom!?"
I turned and looked at Matthew. He was staring at me inquisitively.
"I do," I said to her.
Matthew had never been forced to drink piss from anyone but me, and I
was unsure how he would handle it. It was as if he was in a trance at
this point, though; he was so turned on, so objectified, I think he
would have done anything at that point.
Releasing Matthew from his bonds that kept him on his back gave him an
opportunity to stretch his taut muscles, and seeing him stand upright,
much taller than many of those milling around, surveying the room, was
a sight in itself.
Matthew did indeed look wrecked. Extremely exhausted, weary, but his
eyes still held that sparkle of confidence and resolve. A girlfriend
and I were fussing with the restraints on the innovative and adjustable
bench-type device, and the impatient female partygoer was standing a
few feet away bouncing eagerly like a schoolgirl with bladder problems.
She had a youngish look to her, probably helped by her Catholic School
Girl outfit - with thigh high fishnets. Her brown hair was in
pigtails. She was holding both hands over her crotch saying, "Gotta
pee, gotta pee!"
Soon we had Matthew fastened down once again. This time, on his back
again, his arms outstretched over his head and his legs, though, this
time were up in stirrup-type lifts. This added to his humiliation. I'd
quickly fastened a cock and ball harness over his dick, which was
glistening from pre-cum and rock hard. It was obvious he was enjoying
his ultimate servitude to me.
The young woman happily and eagerly assumed her position above my slut,
pulling down her panties and standing with a thigh on either side of
his head, looking down to aim as best she could with precision.
Meanwhile, I stroked his cock through the harness to keep him even
harder, telling him out loud in front of the entire group that he was
indeed my cocksucking toilet whore, and that he'd continue to take
whatever I wanted up his ass, in his mouth and elsewhere that evening.
Watching the young woman piss into his mouth was hot; but it hotter
noticing how many men around me were jacking off at will. I wondered if
they were turned on by the young woman. I realized they were more
turned on by what I was doing to Matthew. They all wanted to be him.
Little did their female partners know (and some of them, sadly, would
never know) that they were not watching him in shock; they were
watching him in envy.
They all wanted to be used in such a degrading way! Why? Because they
saw how it was turning me on. They were enamored with my ease in
masturbating right there, watching my slave endure it all. They watched
me sit on his face once more and have him lick me to my satisfaction,
wanting a mid-evening orgasm. They watched me make him lick my ass as I
bent over casually, having him turn his head all the way. I was having
a casual conversation with my girlfriend asking her where she got the
stockings she was wearing as he ran his tongue up and down my ass crack
eagerly. Meanwhile, the line up became great.
At this point, it became obvious that I could choose any man, any
woman, any couple to have my Matthew. Those that had been hesitant at
first were now so aroused, they wanted a piece of the action.
One woman approached me with what was the largest dildo I had ever
seen. She said, "We have a bet whether or not your slave can take
this up his ass." It was black, about fourteen inches long and eight
mean inches in circumference. I saw Matthew lifted his head to see what
we were talking about. He groaned, and his cock pulsed. To me, that
meant he did think he could take it; or at least he'd try it.
Having his legs up, knees bent, ankles strapped in stirrups was even
more objectifying and hot. The position was such that his legs were
pulled back and up far enough that his ass was pointed up and his hole
was visible and accessible to all. Still tight and willing, it sat
there as an invitation to all that wanted to violate him - by finger,
by tongue, by dildo, or by cock.
This one was going to be a challenge. I took a huge tub of lubricant
and began slathering it all over his belly to tease him, then up his
cock and started stroking it there. Up and down his cock, smearing all
over the leather cock and ball harness, making a huge mess, I told him
about what was going to happen to him.
"I'm going to lube up your ass so you can take the biggest cock you
ever have," I warned him. "You are going to be stretched so wide
you'll feel like you are going to be split in half. You're going to be
impaled with more than two inches of cock width. This is going to prove
to everyone just what a fuckwhore you are."
I made Matthew look again at the cock. I had the woman take it and
shove it into his face as I fully lubed his asshole, sliding two, three
and four fingers into his ass, the slick mess squishing loudly.
"Stick it in his mouth," I encouraged her.
He could barely take more than the head of this huge beast; it was
enormous! There was a bit of a murmur from the spectators. I think some
whispers from those who believed no man could handle a cock this size.
Surely, the monster cock must have been a party decoration, not a
functioning dildo!
The lovely blonde woman brought the huge cock to me, which was slightly
red at the tip from Matthew's failed attempts to suck it down. It
didn't matter; it was about to go into him anyway.
His tight hole resisted the cock at first. He was tense, his muscles
tight, his legs all stiff and his butt cheeks squeezed together.
"Loosen up, whore!" I ordered, slapping his ass to make him open
his eyes and pay attention. He was gritting his teeth, clenching his
fists and hissing breath what he could. Just the head barely
disappeared into his asshole, spreading his two ass cheeks far. And
that was just the tip!
The gigantic dildo was a challenge for Matthew. He let out his breath,
sweating like man, writhed a little and groaned. I pushed more. The
dildo slid in just a slight bit, and the crowd ooh'd. That appeared to
distract him as he tightened up once more, pushing the dildo back out
and eliminating the progress we had made. I frowned.
Impatient as I was, I pushed harder, pushed at the base of the huge
cock, its balls like two giant bulbs in my line of vision. I pushed
with the weight of my body a bit, pressing my breasts into the backside
of the dildo. It went in a couple of inches, and Matthew let out a gasp
in pain. But it was going in, it was spreading his ass cheeks apart so
far, it was inhuman. But his ass could take it. I was dripping wet,
simply aroused behind belief.
Someone started taking pictures. I couldn't take it anymore; I wanted
to watch, wanted to take the best seat in the house. I turned to my
best friend and said, "You take over," and let her step into my
place.
There was an audible "mmph" as I took my seat - on Matthew's face
- watching from there as my girlfriend continued to push the enormous
black beast into his asshole. He was so stretched, it nearly ruined his
concentration to lick me. But once he got started, he fell right into
his routine, licking me eagerly.
The monster cock soon entered him more, and people were awed. I slid up
and down and sideways on Matthew's face, completely aroused and ready
to cum. I had never seen such a display in my life. I couldn't believe
Matthew's ass could accommodate a cock of that side. I must say, I was
proud of him, even as I was focusing on my pleasure.
There was a limit as to just how far in the dildo would go, but it
seemed humanly impossible that it went in as far as it did. I
instructed my beautiful friend to keep pumping at a steady rhythm,
faster and faster, imagining how much pressure he must feel inside, how
he must feel like he was going to explode from it, how stretched his
asshole was. He just kept moaning, kept licking my pussy, moving his
hips slightly to accommodate the monster dildo.
For awhile, I had her leave it there hanging out of his ass. It fell
slightly from such huge weight. He groaned.
It must have been in his ass for a good 20 minutes before I dismounted
his face, went around and started to pull it out. I wanted to watch up
close how his ass resumed its normal shape, imagining I may see a huge
hole upon its release. His asshole, though, slid tight as the dildo was
removed, his ass cheeks coming back together. He groaned loudly, and
panted with exhaustion. More applause from the horny onlookers.
As the dildo was taken away by the woman who had brought the challenge,
apparently the bet-looser as she looked dejected, I realized that the
room was still full of dozens of horny guys jerking off. I wondered how
my Matthew could satisfy all of them in time for us to go home and for
me to get pleasure of my own!
Being the crowd pleaser I am, though, I came up with a compromise that
satisfied the most important person of all. Me.
*
I went to my toy back and shuffled through the dildos, plugs, vibrators
and other toys, until I found the item I was looking for. A leather
O-ring gag and shallow funnel.
Matthew hated the gag, of course, but he didn't have a choice. What I
had in mind was going to be the night topper, and there was nothing he
could do to talk me out of it.
I told the dozen or so men of various ages and builds that they, too,
would have a chance to use Matthew in good time. The idea was one I had
toyed with in several dark fantasies, but never in a million years
thought I would have the opportunity.
Matthew grimaced when I took him by the hair and put the O-ring gag
into his mouth. He gave me a disgruntled look and shifted in his bonds.
In his eyes I could tell he was wondering what else I could possibly
put him through; I am sure his ass was still throbbing in its attempt
to return to its normal shape, and he was vividly remembering the sting
of the beastly cock pounding him from behind.
With the gag in place, I took the shallow funnel, which had a wide
opening, and fastened it over the gag. It became all too apparent to
Matthew, and to those around us, what was about to happen. He was about
to be forced to drink cum - gobs of it - from whoever wanted to add
his seed to the pot.
And the men were horny, ready to jerk off, with lots of women who were
so intrigued by the process they were happy to help prime their
partners for ejaculation. Matthew could do nothing but wait, the sounds
and sights of mass self pleasure around him as men approached with
stiff cocks in hand, ready to empty their load.
I wanted to make sure that the cum guzzling was consistent, though. I
insisted that the men get right on the edge, because I wanted Matthew
to have no break as the loads and loads of creamy white fluid was
poured down his throat. I wanted it to be an endless stream with no
breaks, and seemingly no end. To say my pussy was soaked is an
understatement.
The men obliged, and in the first round, four cocks were ejaculating
into the opening of the funnel at once. The cum started to back up, as
Matthew could only swallow so much at a time. As soon as they backed
off, three more men replaced them, all on the edge, pumping their
throbbing dicks until they squirted almost in unison into the pool of
cum that was already there. The funnel was actually filling up!
Matthew guzzled. That was all he could do. He swallowed and swallowed
but more kept cumming. His eyes were shut tight as I am sure he was
concentrating. I wondered if the loads tasted different, if the
consistency of each load mixed with the other, if he could perceive
just how much of the liquid he was swallowing down.
One man couldn't hold his load and came all over Matthew's face, but
that was ok - it was in his eyes, his hair, and dripping down his
nose. I doubt he knew, he was too busy swallowing three more loads of
cum. I couldn't resist reaching into the funnel with my finger to stir
up the fluid, mixing together more cum than I had ever seen in one
place. To think he was going to keep swallowing until it was all gone.
More men came forward, and I even recognized some from before.
Certainly the display was a big enough turn on, they could not resist
coming back for seconds. Matthew was gagging on it all, but I figured
it was more from the O-ring than the actual cum. He was a cum drinker
to the core, he just hated being gagged.
The last man approached. He was a large man with a football player's
build, and he had the biggest cock I had ever seen. I wondered how I
had missed him from before. He was stroking his eleven inch dick and
looking at Matthew. He said to me, "I want to stick my cock in his
mouth."
"Sure," I said. I couldn't help but reach over and stroke the man's
huge cock. I had never seen or felt anything like it, and I wanted to
know if it was real. My hand could barely close around it. It was
amazing. Veins were popping out everywhere. Precum was forming in a
nice white blob at the end of his dick.
My girlfriend removed the funnel and gag, and for good measure turned
the funnel so Matthew could lick out the insides and all through the
plastic. He cleaned out every drop. He turned his head to the huge cock
in front of him, swallowed, looked at me, then opened his mouth wide.
As wide as he could.
With his head turned painfully to the side, an awkward position at
best, he choked a little when the huge cock was slid into his mouth. At
first he could not take it all. Then, he relaxed, and soon the man was
pumping his hips fully, getting the length of his huge dick all the way
into Matthew's mouth.
What a sight it was, seeing that huge dick in Matthew's mouth, watching
my slut's spit glisten up and down the massive length of the huge
shaft. The guy obviously was impressed; in no time he was morning and
saying, "Oh yeah baby, suck it baby, take it all man, suck my
dick!"
Matthew did as told, and soon the man was pumping his hips into
Matthew's face with a fury, and when he came, Matthew's entire body
tensed as he sucked and sucked, managing to not lose a drop or fail to
accommodate the entire length of the man's enormous shaft. He swallowed
again and again, and when the man pulled his cock out with a groan of
pleasure, he let his tongue slide along the bottom of the shaft.
I was speechless; just watching Matthew, whose face was still flushed,
sweat dripping off of him. I could do little more than that. His eyes
were weary and his lips were swollen. I did not even want to think what
his ass felt like.
"You are such a whore for me," I told him.
When I turned, I saw that his cock was still rock hard. His erection
was fierce.
Turning back to him, I said, "Good thing you left some for me. You
have more in store when we get home."
>From behind me, a woman leaned over and whispered, "You aren't
leaving now, are you? A good man is hard to find, you know."
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