Innocent Lucy

[Collette23]

My name is Lucy and I have recently started working at Todworth Holdings. It is a very old company started by an English aristocrat, it has branches in both London and New York.
I am employed as an investment researcher and legal advisor. This is my second job since graduating from university. I love my work. I’m the most junior person in the office and I’m gradually getting to know everyone. I’m too shy to do more than smile at most people. Although there is a clear hierarchy everyone seems friendly, as long as I do exactly what my job entails then I can talk to anyone, including the CEO; but he seems so removed from what I do that I wouldn’t dare approach him.

Some of the guys in the office tease me because I’m so shy… Ms Mouse they call me, although they do say it would be very unusual to see a red haired mouse with green eyes and freckles. In fact I’m kind of an average woman… 5ft 5 inches and a bit cuddly… not a stick insect but not plump… so I don’t stick out in a crowd unless you have a thing about dark red hair.

I don’t have a boyfriend at the moment. The guys at my level at the firm are all a bit infantile, they boast about being investment analysts when they actually research the information and report on the past trends, most of them don’t even have a law degree like me. So I have avoided them for the most part, seems safer that way, there is a lot of gossip about who is going out with whom and I don’t want to be talked about like that.
I’m a bit of a loner I suppose, I live on my own in my pride and joy, a flat in Woolwich Arsenal, a listed building next door to the river.

There is one guy at the firm who seems a bit different, he’s quite a bit senior to me. He makes the effort to talk to me but doesn’t seem to be chatting me up.
And now today he has invited me to the firm’s Halloween bash, he says he has a costume for me, so I will fit right in. We are going straight from work, it’s at a hotel in Piccadilly; he says we can change there.

[SlvrTongueDevil]

I was hoping to finish up this stupid project I committed to sending to a client today. Everyone seems to think that us senior analysts have all our time to do whatever we want. Well, we may not answer up the line in the firm, but big clients dictate a lot of what we do. And lately with the economy as it's been lately I feel that I've been working more and more to make less and less. A lot of that is how demanding the big clients are. I don't mind hard work, hell, it's how I got where I am. But I'm not thrilled when it screws with my personal life. And in the last few months it's meant very few dates not to mention, no relationship.

That might by why I've taken more interest in Lucy. She's cute, but I especially like her dark red hair. There's something about that coloration that sets me off. I've chatted her up some at the office, but that was going no where, so I decide it was time to get to know her outside the formal office.

I invited her to an erotic Halloween ball ... I may have fibbed a little about it being a firm function. But I'd make sure she enjoyed herself. And I defintiely planned on enjoying myself. I picked up the perfect costume for her ... I just hope she's not to shy about showing off.

I sent out the final piece of the project and packed up to head over to the hotel, really looking forward to the evening.

[Collette23]

I met Jason in the reception area and he suggested we get a black cab. Although it was raining he got one immediately, I would have been jumping up and down and waving my arms… but he seemed to have an authority. He opened the door and motioned me in. We sat together on the bench seat. He fixed my seat belt and then took my hand as he turned to me.
He looked into my eyes and said, “Lucy, I’m really looking forward to this evening, you are going to enjoy yourself.”
I wasn’t sure about him holding my hand and thought about pulling it away, but he started to stroke a finger in a circle on my palm and that seemed to smooth away my concern.
He continued to stroke and said, “You will like your costume, I’ve chosen it with great care, you are going to look fabulous in it.”

I had been a little anxious about what he’d chosen so it was really thoughtful of him to be so reassuring. Jason was so much more senior than me that I was a bit in awe of him but his manner and words were making me relax. I sighed a little and sank back against the leather seat and stretched my legs out in front of me.
His stroking of my palm continued and I was beginning to feel really chilled, I was just about to close my eyes when I heard him whisper, “Look at me, Lucy.”
I turned my head and he cupped my chin in his free hand, “You are really pretty, you know,” he said and he bent his head to brush his lips against mine. This took me a bit by surprise and I jerked back. I felt really indignant that he’d done this and started to tell him this when the feeling just melted way and I thought to myself, maybe he was just being kind to me and it was a nice gesture.
Before anything else happened the driver turned to us and said, “Here we are, Guv, that’ll be a fiver.”

We went into the hotel and Jason got the key to the room. He’d explained that everyone did this, for changing and getting away from the noise – that it was part of the ticket deal. As we got out of the lift he said, “Maybe you’d like a shower before you put on your costume.”

I nodded and he opened the room door and ushered me in.

[SlvrTongueDevil]

I wouldn't say that Lucy was putty in my hands, but I could tell that through some subtle intimidation and her apparently submissive personality, that we were heading down the road I had in mind. We arrived at the room with her fully in favor of everything I'd planned and laid out. She went into the shower after I handed her the costume I'd procured for her.

She didn't open it up, so she hadn't seen what I had for her. It was most definitely risque, but that was in the same vein as the theme of the party. I'd gotten her a black bustier which would show most of her tits, although her nipples would just barely be out of view. She'd have sheer black stockings and leather black boots. So that she would be able to demur somewhat, the ensemble included a black cape with red lining. If clasped it would cover most of her front. However, when thrown back over her shoulders it would allow her revealing outfit to be enjoyed by all.

I was somewhat nervous if she would back out as I put on my costume while she showered.

[Collette23]

Jason looked closely at me as we went into the room. He asked me if I still wanted to go to the ball. I was puzzled by his question, he had been so nice to me… why wouldn’t I want to go with him? He’d cuddled me in the cab, he’d stroked my hand…. funny how that made me feel so relaxed… almost as if he had some magic power…. my mind sheered away from that….

He handed me the bag containing my costume and I went into the bathroom to have a shower and change.

It was one of those pulse you all over showers… so I felt really relaxed and a little bit turned on by it. I rubbed myself dry with one of the huge white fluffy towels and felt really good, tingly all over.

I sat on the edge of the bath and took the costume out of the bag… there didn’t seem to be an awful lot of it… maybe there was another bag and Jason had forgotten to give it to me, yes that must be it. I put on the corset.. it fitted well although I felt virtually naked in it… I looked at myself in the mirror… it didn’t look like me looking back.

The stockings were really silky and I fixed them to the corset… as I bent over I was a bit worried that my nipples might pop out… they were a bit hard after the rubbing with the towel… so they stayed in just about. Then I put on the boots… they were fantastic and made my legs look so long…. Wow…..

There was a cloak in the bag and I put that around me….. after all I had just underwear on. I tapped on the door and called out to Jason… he replied that he was decent so I came out of the bathroom.

He was sitting on the end of the bed….. he looked so handsome in his costume. He smiled at me and said how fantastic I looked. He held out his hand and I walked over to stand in front of him. Hr held me at arms length and said, “What do you think of the costume?”…. I was puzzled…. “Isn’t there more of it?” I asked.

“Well, no,” he replied. I started to feel a bit anxious about people seeing me like this and as I was about to verbalise it the anxiety just floated away….. I noticed that Jason was rubbing my palm again… that made me feel really warm inside…

I smiled down at him, and said, “Ok…. I’ll keep the cloak on so if I get cold I can wrap it around me," and with that pushed it back over my shoulders, so it flowed down my back. I could see myself in the mirror behind Jason’s head…. it wasn’t me but a beautiful woman….. how clever Jason was to find me such a great costume….

[SlvrTongueDevil]

Lucy was exquisite .... she filled out the costume just as sexily as I imagined she would. I was glad I didn't question whether or not she'd opt out of wearing it. I knew that there was a certain mystique young ladies such as herself had when interacting with the likes of me. I was never certain if that was from my position in the firm (most likely), or perhaps from the fact that I was always told I had a very intense look about me. Not a "stare you down" look, but my default look was pretty serious.

Regardless, I gave her all the compliments she deserved ... she was luscious and I let her know. "So beautiful, Lucy. And feel free to leave your cloak on unless you get too warm. The mystery of what glimpses you show will certainly make you the hit of the ball."

I steered us out of the room and to the elevator to go to the party room. I was sure she'd enjoy seeing some of the other costumes the guests were wearing. I knew from previous year's experience that there would be some even more risque than Lucy's.

[Collette23]

Jason told me how good I looked in my costume and I wanted to return the compliment… he was wearing a black frockcoat suit with a cream jacquard waistcoat and a matching wing collar, 100% cotton shirt and a cream silk tie with a Windsor knot. The length of the coat emphasised his height, he looked so handsome and somehow aloof.

This made me feel so privileged to be with him and rendered me nearly speechless. I babbled something about how chuffed and lucky I was that he had asked me.

As he ushered me into the elevator he turned me around and took my hand…. and kissed the palm; I had a little shiver.. it sent an electric shock straight to a place deep between my legs. He continued to hold my hand and look deep into my eyes until the car stopped and the doors opened.

I could hear the noise of the music from the ballroom and as we entered I stopped in shock…. Some of the costumes were very revealing, there seemed to be several women with leather collars on…. Now what was that about?
Jason held me firmly by the elbow and steered me towards the bar. He seemed to know lots of people, but I didn’t recognise anyone from the firm… but I supposed that the ones I did know would be those in masks.
Several men leered at me and I shrank against Jason… I knew he would protect me from any guys who thought my costume was an invitation.

“What would you like to drink, Lucy,” Jason asked. What did I want? Some Dutch courage probably….. “Whatever you think I would like,” I answered. And took the tall glass with a red liquid in it… I sipped it.. it was sweet and alcoholic.
Jason turned to look at the crowd, “I think its time you met some of my friends,” he said………….

[SlvrTongueDevil]

I wasn't sure how "worldly wise" Lucy was, but from the look of shock on her face as we entered the party, I could tell she most likely was not very sexually adventuresome. As I gazed around the room, it looked pretty much like the last few parties. There were a number of subs who were in nicely revealing attire (nothing like some beautiful eye candy) and other guests whose costumes would have been acceptable in the most conservative of masquerades.

She looked like she needed a drink and I made sure the bartender accommodated with something good and strong. This would certainly help her get into the party mood. I steered her over to some friends ... now these were "special friends" that I had done more than casually partied with. I was curious as to what Lucy might pick up on. Gerrard was attired in a vampire costume complete with the cape and his current lady was one of the lovely ladies who was wearing next to nothing. To top it off (no pun intended), he had a leash hooked to the large leather collar she was wearing.

"Lucy, allow me to introduce you to my friends. This is Gerrard and Karen."

[Collette23]

I was speechless, Jason’s friend was wearing a collar and the lead was in her partner’s hand. She seemed like a normal, nice person and yet here she was tied up like a dog.
She chatted normally about the current economic situation, she knew what business Jason and I were in and she asked intelligent questions about the downturn and interest rates.
For most of the time she behaved as though the collar didn’t exist. Then I could see that Gerrard was getting a little bored with our conversation, he kept glancing over my shoulder and cracking his fingers. Jason didn’t say anything, he just stood there watching Karen and me.
Then Gerrard yanked the lead, not very hard but enough to make Karen’s head move. She stopped talking mid-sentence and moved closer to Gerrard.
I looked at Jason and was about to ask what was going on, surely this was a fancydress party, so wasn’t that going a bit far… when he leant over and kissed me hard, sticking his tongue into my open mouth. He grabbed my free hand and started to rub the palm… this made me calm down immediately.

Gerrard looked at us both and then winked at Jason…”Congratulations, Old Boy,” he said, “you’ve got a gem there!”

I looked up at Jason…. What was going on?

[SlvrTongueDevil]

The drink wasn't doing much, but Lucy's conversation with Karen seemed to give her a bit of "normalcy". Gerrard was getting bored; I wasn't exactly entranced, but I was still cultivating Lucy's interest .... and she didn't' even know in what yet. As he pulled on Karen's lease I saw her automatically respond by stopping what she was doing, pulling closer, and squeezing his balls. I knew that he had her trained properly (and in fact had been the happy recipient of her lovely caress as well).

But as Karen's hand moved, I didn't want to freak out Lucy at this point, so I pulled her close and kissed her deep. I knew it would either set her on her heels to leave, or divert her attention. Fortunately, she went with it. As our kiss grew deeper, I snaked my hands inside her cloak and caressed her shoulders and upper arms. I moved to her spine and gently pulled her even closer. I felt her body melt into mine and felt my prick respond. She was certainly a lovely lady, this Lucy.

[Collette23]

Jason kissed me again and ran his fingers up my arms and stroked my shoulders. I felt so safe with him as he kissed me deeper and deeper, I feel myself getting lost in him. I started to shiver as he caressed me.. his fingers felt so soft against my skin.. it was so tender and protecting.

He ran his finger tips up and down my spine and I began to have some serious shivers. As I pressed against his body I felt him getting hard against my tummy. I was so pleased that he was being turned on by me… although he said he thought I was pretty, I wasn’t sure if that meant he desired me.
I was so lucky, he was the best looking man in the room.

[SlvrTongueDevil]

Lucy had some amazing lips and I was certainly enjoying exploring her body with my fingers. It was time to do something about these full balls. The anticipation coupled with the visual stimulus from all these sexy ladies was going to be too much. And feeling Lucy's tongue ... well I wanted to feel it somewhere else. And her lips and her teeth ...

I whispered in her ear, "You know you're the sexiest lady in here, don't you, Lucy?". Then I took her elbow and started leading her to the balcony where I knew the lights were dimmed, there was semi-privacy, and much of the early action would be happening. "I'm going to show you just how beautiful you are."

[Collette23]

I thought we might have a dance when we finished our first drink. Lots of couples were dancing very close together to the orchestra… I was enjoying their version of Corinne Bailey Rae’s song Enchantment
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CuUQLDcHEeU

It was a really smoochy number and it made me feel really relaxed. I was swaying against Jason as we kissed and he stroked my shoulders and back.

He whispered something about me being sexy and then swung his body behind mine and steered me across the dance floor to one of the long French doors that led out onto the balcony that ran the full length of the building.
It was a warm evening and you could see the lights of the city twinkling below.
I was aware of other couples sitting and standing in the semi-darkness along the balcony.

Jason held me under the elbow and we walked along to a less populated area where lemon and orange trees in large pots creating little bays. This bay had a wooden bench and Jason indicated that he wanted us to sit there.
We could hear the music and the muted sounds of other people around us. As my eyes got used to the dark I could see there were people quite close but it felt quite private on our bench.

Jason put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me to him. I snuggled into his chest. He whispered that I should put my legs up on the bench and lie across him so he could cuddle me. I felt safe doing that… I wrapped the cloak around my body and slithered down the bench until I just had my shoulders on his thighs. He lifted and turned me so my left arm reached the bench the other side of him and my left breast was resting on his right thigh. He continued to stroke my shoulders and my head. I let my head fall forward and he whispered, “Yes!”. I wasn’t sure what he meant until he reached between us with one hand and fiddled with his trousers and then pushed my head down with the other. I found his erect cock pressing against my lips… this was so not what I expected but the pressure of his hand seemed to persuade me that this would be OK…. I opened my lips.

“Yeeessss, that right, now suck me, Lucy.”

His cock was huge, the head felt very smooth, it had a pronounced ridge and a large dent. I ran my tongue over this and was aware of a salty taste and a feeling of a viscous liquid. I ran my teeth behind the head and felt the ridges there and then just sucked as hard and as rhythmically as I could manage. Jason put his hands either side of my head and held it gently while he thrust his hips up. He groaned and shuddered, so I must have been doing the right things.
He seemed to want to push it in further… that was no problem for me… I had been able to swallow quite large capsules without water so could control my gag reflex to some extent. This was just as well as his cock was far too large for me to take all of it in my mouth without the head going down my throat a bit. So I just relaxed and sucked harder.

At this point my face was pressed against his crotch and Jason was holding it there. I could feel his cock twitching and getting bigger, harder. It pulsed as I sucked and I could feel more pre-cum oozing out and swirling around my mouth.

He whispered again, “That’s a good girl, you are really pleasing me,” and it hit me… an electric shock ran through me to my core, just like when he had kissed my palm. This made me shudder and I felt a jolt go through my vagina. I had hardly ever had that feeling before….. I’m not a virgin but my previous encounters with guys hadn’t been very satisfactory… I wasn’t brave enough to tell them what I wanted… so I usually resorted to using my fingers after a date. So to get a shudder like that was rare.

Jason must have felt that… he thrust faster and groaned a bit louder. Then he held me really tightly and I felt ripples move along his cock as it twitched really violently. He moaned and then jolted. I felt the muscles contracting at the base and then my mouth was filled with cum, it kept spurting and spurting. I swallowed as fast as I could.. this was something I was good at. As the spurts slowed to a dribble I was able to suck his cock clean. He patted my head…I felt so good.

Then he gently withdrew his cock from my mouth and pulled me up to sit on his lap. He stroked my face and kissed me softly, “Well done, my little Lucy.” He rocked me slowly and I snuggled up against him, my vagina twitching a little from the praise he gave me.

[SlvrTongueDevil]

I was in such need of release that when I flooded Lucy's mouth I felt like I was emptying all my stresses as well as my balls. I'm not sure how much cock she'd sucked since she had a little trouble taking it all, but I could tell she was into it which I was sure meant she was a horny little slut ... and her sub tendencies were becoming apparent. She'd not hesitated a second when I pulled my pecker out in front of her mouth.

After she was done and had come up for air I brushed her hair back and looked at her flushed face. She was truly beautiful ... more so when she was flushed with desire ... and I told her so. She was sitting on my lap and she was so light I barely felt her. I pushed her cloak back so I could see more of her alabaster like skin. I kissed her, getting a salty taste from her tongue. I allowed the hand which I'd been caressing her shoulder to drop down and pull her left nipple out. I broke the kiss long enough to glance down and see that it was sticking up like a pencil eraser.

I kissed again and brought my hand down to first caress, and then pinch, her breast and nipple. Her tit stuck up straight and proud ... I loved the way she arched her back to try to get more contact. I was pretty sure she could feel what this was doing to my just recently sucked cock. She was turning me on so much, with the kissing, her tits, and the friction of her ass that I was getting stiff again.

And I didn't think I'd settle for her mouth this time.

[Collette23]

Jason told me how beautiful I looked. I knew I was blushing from what I had just done to him and what it had done to me… for some reason he found that attractive. Finding that he liked me and enjoyed what I did made me feel really good about myself. I had been a bit worried that he might not want me if he thought I was a slut.

As I sat on his lap he stroked me very softly, across my chest and down to my breast.. it felt like being touched with a feather. He found one of my nipples and then cupped my breast, first rubbing the nipple with his thumb and then pinching it.

This felt so delicious that I wanted more and before I realised what I was doing I had arched my back to push my breast into his hand.

I was getting really tingly between my legs… the way that Jason was kissing and stroking me seemed so right, I began to feel really aroused and that made me wriggle on his lap. As I did so I noticed his cock was getting hard again. It started to stick up between my legs and up against my bum.

[SlvrTongueDevil]

I could tell that my ministrations were having an affect on Lucy. She was melting to my touch and I could swear I felt heat between her legs. I didn't doubt that I'd feel moisture as well. I continued to kiss and caress her. But I also slid a hand down and under her thong to feel her bare ass. I could tell by her arching her back that she enjoyed that as well.

I continued to alternate whispering sweet nothings into her ear (I was keeping it clean, just letting her know how much she turned me on) and enjoying the feel of her body. I was rock hard again, that didn't take long even if she did just drain my balls. But, hell, it had been a while and she was turning me on.

I lifted her just enough to unsnap her costume and run my hands up and down the inside of her leg. "You realize that you're so sexy you're going to have to take this pecker you've made hard again, don't you," I whispered in her ear. She just moaned, so I ran my hand between her legs and dipped a finger into her heat. Sure enough, she was soaking wet. That just made it easier. I traced my finger up and down her slit, over her swollen pussy lips, around and around. She was moaning even louder ... now I was quite certain that we were not going unnoticed. But showing her off was one of the benefits I planned on enjoying.

I dipped two fingers into her and had to hold her tits so she didn't jump off my lap. That only made me pulse harder when she came down on my trapped prick. She was obviously ready - and I was too. I used my free hand to release my pecker and move her just a little so it stood straight up. For a moment I felt the cool air on my shaft, then I shifted her just a bit and sat her back down on my prick. Damn, she was tight - and soaking like a whore in heat. I used my hand on her tit to move her up and down ever so slowly on my shaft, enjoying her juicing me up with her pussy that was getting wetter and wetter with each stroke.

"You're fucking hot, you tight little bitch."

[Collette23]

It was lovely sitting on Jason’s lap. He whispered how much he liked me, how I turned him on…. I felt so good. Gradually his stroking got a bit nearer my secret places. I was so excited now I longed for him to touch me.

I squirmed about on his lap and I felt his cock harden. He slipped a hand down between us and caressed my bum, that made me shiver.

Then he lifted me up and undid the snap fasteners that held my costume between my legs and he caressed my inner thighs… I melted as he pointed out that I had made his cock was so hard. He ran his fingers up my thighs and between my labia, that made me so wet. I shuddered and groaned as his fingers explored every part of my vulva… he made me feel so needy. We were only just getting to know each other and yet here was I wanting him… longing for him… yearning for more sensations.

As though he read my mind he pushed his fingers up inside my vagina. I had an all over body shudder - greedy for the contact, he grabbed me so I wouldn’t fall off his lap. Then he lifted me again and as he let me down I felt his hot hard cock pushed into me. It seemed to go on for ever; I felt the head force its way up past my cervix. I could feel its pulse as the base of it pushed against the entrance to my vagina. I felt myself expand to accommodate it. I felt so full, it was pushing against every part of my vagina, I started to shudder inside, my muscles took over and moved of their own accord.

Then he lifted me off his cock with my breast and let me fall back down on it. That was incredible, every time he did this I had a massive shudder when all the muscles contracted up my vagina and pushed out more and more of my juice. I became my vagina… that was all I was aware of….. even the noises I was making and the people gathering to watch us seemed to fade into a shadowy watermark as my arousal took over my senses.

He called me a bitch… yes I was his bitch, hot and quivering--- on heat for him.

[SlvrTongueDevil]

It was unbelievable how turned on Lucy was being treated like a bitch in heat. Her juices were flowing down my balls; there was so much of it I could easily feel it pool and drip off my balls. The more I berated her, the more turned on she got. I was reacting, not really thinking.

We had gathered quite a little crowd, but that was the way at these parties. I was only slightly aware of what was going on around, hands groping, clothes being pushed aside or removed, and in a couple of instances (such as Gerrard), women were being forcibly pushed to their knees to service those who were hard from our show.

But I focused back on Lucy; no longer whispering, "Good little bitch. You're taking all my shaft. Squeeze it with that tight box of yours, I want to feel if you can milk me with your cunt as well as your mouth took my shaft." I continued to lift her, but every few strokes, instead of ramming her back down, I shifted her ass so the crown of my prick was rubbing her G-spot. I could tell from her reaction when I hit it ... and that just made her juices flow more.

"That's right, you slut. Cum on my shaft like your fucking hot cunt wants to. I give you permission to cum like the prick-hungry whore you are. I want to hear you cum ... and so do these people. We want to know how much you like being fucked by my horse dick. And don't worry ... I'll let you lick me clean when we're done."

[Collette23]

Through the fog of my arousal I dimly heard Jason’s urging, "Good …… bitch. …….shaft. Squeeze it …..” as he continued to lift and drop me onto his cock.

His praise was what I was craving. Every new piece of feedback pushed me to further heights…. I was pleasing him. I was already nearly at screaming point, Each movement of his cock in my vagina caused a reaction. I could feel every vein and artery as it moved, all my nerve cells were firing, all the endings in the skin being set off by the hard smoothness of the shaft as it journeyed up and down.
I was aware of the slipperiness caused by my juice. So sensitive was I, that each muscle spasm that pushed out more liquid registered as a separate event. From time to time the sensation became nearly unbearable… he positioned his cock so it exerted considerable pressure on my G-spot; that produced a shaft of feeling that pierced me to the core and set off a wave of shudders that made me groan loudly.
I had never experienced this level of sensation before, I was completely out of control… at this point all I wanted was more and would do anything to get it.

Jason could read both my body and my mind… he knew I was close but needing his permission to orgasm. Being told I could cum was like the sluice gates on a dam being opened. Jason said what he wanted me to do……

I was already nearly at the peak; my clit was being pressed against Jason’s trousers, the fabric grazing the super-sensitized flesh; my G-spot was fully activated and pulsing; my vaginal walls were afire with jangling nerve endings; my whole abdomen was swollen.

He urged me to vocalise my feelings…. That was the icing on the cake… I could tell him how much I loved being able to please him…… what emerged sounded more like the inarticulate babblings of an addict….I yelled…. “Yes, fuck me, oh fuck me, spear me with your shaft, shit, it’s so good.”

As I got inexorably closer to the edge of the cliff of my orgasm I started to scream…. “Fuck me harder, shag the arse off me,” over and over again as my muscles became tenser and tenser and arched up against him.

Then I came…shuddering, twitching, quivering, shaking as all the muscles let go and the juice squirted everywhere…. at this point I squealed like a stuck pig…… “Cummmmmmmmmmmmmming,”

This went on for about 90 seconds as I soaked his crotch and trousers and sprayed some of the closer spectators.

As I came down the other side my other senses returned… suddenly I was aware of people clapping and congratulating Jason and the cooling action of the evaporation of my juice of my juice on my spread thighs.

I shuddered again, this time from horror and awareness of the depths of depravity I’d been delivered to by my sexual frenzy. I wanted the ground to swallow me up, I tried to turn to face Jason so I couldn’t see the crowd… I so wanted to hide myself against his chest…..little did I realise that this was only the beginning……

[SlvrTongueDevil]

My prick was thoroughly enjoying fucking Lucy ... and fucking I was. There was no love making here. Oh, that didn't mean I didn't have feelings for her, it just meant that at this point my prick was in control of both of us and she was my avenue to satisfaction. But I wasn't in any hurry to finish up down that road.

She came good and hard when I gave her permission, yes, this little bitch was a sub in the making and I had the balls to make her my sub. She seemed to hesitate when the adrenaline rush of cumming the first time was over. But I had a solution to that ... fucking her so hard she begged to cum again.

As she squirmed just a little after cumming and started to slow down I lifted her up by her hips and laid her over the bench ass up. I certainly didn't want her to cool off from the sex high she'd been on. I pulled her cape back so her tits were now out of her costume and dangling nicely. It made for a very nice sight which I enjoyed, and I think more than one of our "audience" enjoyed as well.

I was still throbbing and it was no problem whatsoever to line up my shaft and tickle her cunt lips with my head. The others who had gathered were either pairing up for their own action, or a few were still intently enjoying the show. I didn't give a fuck, I'd gladly let them see me use this bitch if it got them off. The important thing was that I was getting off - and I could tell that Lucy was getting off being an exhibitionist.

After playing the swollen crown of my pecker around her entrance, which almost seemed to want to suck me right back in, I ever so slowly inched in my length. I was going to make her fuck me back this time so all could see what a fucking hot bitch this was for pecker.

[Collette23]

Jason seemed to sense my unease, he put his arms around me and held me tight.
But then it all seemed to go to pieces just as I began to think he was going to shield me from the spectators. He lifted me effortlessly up off his cock and laid me, face down, on the bench so my breasts hung down on one side and my hips and legs on the other. He pushed my legs fully apart with his foot.

As I whimpered my protest I could feel the light breeze cooling my thighs, my anus and my vulva, underlining how my secret areas were now on full display to anyone who cared to look.
I shuddered again and again in those initial seconds of exposure. The first was triggered by my disgust with myself, for not fighting back, for enjoying what was happening and for longing…. Yes ….wanting it to continue. The second and subsequent muscle contractions were arousal, pure and simple….. reacting to Jason’s pleasure and the feedback from the voyeurs who clearly could see the result of the shudders… more juice being pushed out of my vagina. If I had been in any doubt about the signals my body was giving the comments like, ‘That bitch is gagging for it, look at her twitching and dripping,’ would have proved it.

Then I felt a hot, hard presence stroking my inner labia and teasing the mouth of my vagina. That felt so good that I moaned involuntarily and arched back towards it. It was Jason’s cock… and it slid, tantalising slowly, all the way up to the hilt in my vagina. I groaned and shivered, I was already on the plateau, 90% towards my second orgasm.

Jason paused and I could feel every vein, artery, ridge of skin on his cock as it pulsed against my vaginal walls.

I discovered that I wanted it to move, to create more sensation. I whimpered but nothing happened. I was so desperate that I arched and pushed back, to obtain the sensation I craved. By bracing my thighs against the side of the bench I found I was able to push and pull myself on and off Jason’s cock. I started slowly, anxious that he might not want this and might just pull out altogether. Once I had done this a couple of times the drive to the next orgasm took over. My thrusts got faster and deeper until even I could hear, through the red mist, the slapping of his balls against my clit and the slurping of his cock through the tide of juice flowing from my vulva. He did not move at all… I was doing the fucking… although I wasn’t aware of anything but the sensations.

My moans became more guttural and my hips started to buck against Jason. Through the fog I could hear some of the spectators shouting encouragement, “C’mon, fuck him, you slut,” and others making comments like, “Look at her go. Shit, she’s banging like a door in a gale.”

This was incredible, completely addictive… the more I got, the more I wanted.

Suddenly, I was screaming as every muscle contracted and relaxed, I hit the peak and shot over, bucking uncontrollably, squirting juice up Jason’s front and down his legs… literally soaking his trousers and shirt for the second time.
My knees buckled and I slid off Jason’s cock, off the bench and onto the floor, my head resting on the seat.

I could hear applause….. then the emotion of what I had done hit me in a wave and I started sobbing and shivering uncontrollably.

[SlvrTongueDevil]

Lucy was out of control ... and I loved it. She was so juicy that I knew I'd have to have my clothes cleaned after she'd leaked all over me. But That would be a welcome investment! She was going crazy as I fucked her doggie style leaning over the bench. It was the perfect angle and I was enjoying every stroke. She obviously was as well. I wasn't sure if it was the audience, the fucking, or her true nature slowly being exposed to all - including her. But her juices were flowing, she was getting louder, and she was definitely responding. Her head was going wild, and her pussy was tightening just at the outside.

I had the wonderful feeling of a fucking how woman where she was grasping my pecker with her cunt lips, but as I got inside deeper I could feel nothing till I hit bottom. And I was big enough to feel her cervix on each stroke when I was balls deep. As I enjoyed the sensation I took inventory of our audience. I enjoy showing off, but enjoy watching as well. There was plenty developing and I was so glad Lucy and I were the catalyst to start it all.

I felt her shiver and shake as she came again. It was the most intense orgasm I'd felt from a woman in a long time. She turned to putty and slipped off the bench and my cock slid out of her. I felt the cool rush of air on my very wet prick after having it superheated by her cunt.

I was overheating with all this fucking and as she slumped down I was taking off my jacket and shirt. My pants were in a puddle at my feet at this point. As I was about to kick them off I saw that it all seemed to be catching up to Lucy. She was sobbing and I wasn't convinced it was all from her arousal. I sat on the bench and pulled her up to cuddle her. My prick was still pulsing, but I'd be patient. I could tell she was emotional, but I wasn't reading her real well. I didn't know if it was from more desire, from release, or that the evening was catching up to her.

It didn't matter, I pulled her close and comforted her. Her tits were out and nipples very hard. I held her chest close to my naked chest and felt her hard nips push harder against me. I stroked her face and kissed her gently. I licked the tears and told her truthfully what a wonderfully sexy lady she was. I continued to whisper that she gave pleasure not only to me, but also to those who watched. I felt her hand rubbing my chest and wasn't sure if it was reasuring her or turning her on. I kicked off my shoes and pants.

[Collette23]

After the wall of emotion hit me I was unaware of anything but pain until I felt Jason’s hands under my arms, lifting me up. Then his arms went around me and he sat me on the bench next to him.
I was still crying as he pulled me tight to his chest. Then I felt him stroking my face, gentling and shushing me. As he whispered how sexy and wonderful I was, he stroked my back and kissed my face.

I calmed down and my feelings of self-disgust and loathing faded; it was almost as though Jason was removing them from my mind with a baby wipe to allow the sexual feelings dominance.

I snuggled up against his chest and became aware that I could feel skin and hair. My nipples were still exposed and were now pressing against his skin as I tried to burrow closer and closer.
The resurgence of my sexual feelings coincided with my awareness of Jason’s naked body. His chest hair felt very soft against my nipples and I couldn’t stop myself stroking it.
He tightened his grip as I started touching him and this triggered electric tingles deep inside me. Suddenly I wanted him again, this was a deep visceral yearning closely linked to the sexual frenzy that was building inside me.

My body had discovered the addiction of sexual arousal. The release of my mind from the restrictions of the socio-sexual mores allowed it to consider that nothing sexual could be taboo. Once that Rubicon was crossed Jason would be able to make me do anything.
I shuddered as the possibilities began to impinge on my awareness… I wanted to feel more, sense more, do more….. and yes,, please Jason more.. that was the pivot on which all of this rested.

I kissed his nipples gently… I sensed that would please him……I whispered to him, “I’m yours, do anything you want with me..”

[SlvrTongueDevil]

Lucy settled down ... emotionally ... but I wasn't going to let her settle down sexually. I knew she needed a little "tender loving care" ... emotionally ... because I was going to give her more hot and hard fucking. As she seemed to slowly awaken from her doldrums I felt her stroking me. I was enjoying the cool air over my entire body, and the stares we were garnering. While I've always been a bit of an exhibitionist (alright, a show off), I always believed that in private or public, the best way to fuck was naked.

I leaned over Lucy's head as she nuzzled into my chest while her hand wandered down and kept my prick stiff. "You're so fucking sexy, you know that, Lucy. And now all these people have seen just how sexy you are. You orgasm so damn hard, and you know you've got half the women green with envy how you do that ... and the other half wishing they were the ones bringing you. And you know, maybe I'll let them sometime, but right now I own your fucking hot body. And I'm going to take full advantage of it."

I eased her off the bench while she continued to keep her head buried, almost as if she looked out and saw our audience she'd lose her focus. But her stroking was now a squeezing and milking as if she wanted to work my pecker up even harder than it was already, and I wasn't sure I could get any harder. My prick was bordering on aching it was so hard with desire. The fact that she'd emptied my balls already was the only thing keeping me from squirting all over her hand.

With her off the bench, I laid down on my back with my shaft sticking straight up. She turned her head and looked at it as she stroked it. I whispered hoarsely to her, making sure that those who were close to use could hear, "That's right, Lucy, watch the new source of your joy as you play with my stick. That pole is what you're living for tonight and don't you forget it. Now I want to lay back here and watch while you climb on it and sink your wet fuck hole down on that shaft. I'm going to lay back here and watch you fuck yourself off on my prick while you show all these nice people what a slut can do with a stiff prick."

[Collette23]

Jason held me tight and talked to me softly. I couldn’t hear the actual words but the rumbling in his chest was very calming. I was still very aware of the mass of people crowding around us… of their hunger, a pulsing sexual need attracted by our energy; but Jason seemed to be shielding me from the rawness of those urges.

I focused all my attention on his cock… it was the physical manifestation of my success in pleasing him. As I stroked it I felt him move me off the bench to stand beside him. Then before any of the moves really registered on my consciousness Jason was lying on his back and was motioning me to kneel astride him.

I had no choice…I was impelled by two things….. my desire to please Jason and the sexual urges that had unleashed.

His cock was sticking up nearly vertically, his orders were clear, I was to impale myself on it.

Somewhere in all of this my cloak had become detached and I was aware that my clothes were now providing no protection from prying eyes. My breasts were fully exposed, sitting on the platform provided by the bustier and my vulva and arse were framed by it and the stockings.

I climbed up on to the bench and prepared to lower myself; there was a murmur from the crowd, that they were admiring Jason’s cock gave me a jolt and I shivered. I lowered myself slowly, as his cock slid in and went way past my cervix my visceral core responded with a series of muscle contractions that made me moan.

The arousal caused me to kneel upright and arch my back; this tilted my vagina so it was at 90 degrees to Jason’s hips. So as I rose up and down, a bit like the English way to trot on a horse, the head of his cock pushed firmly against my G-spot.

I wasn’t able to hide my extreme arousal. Each downward thrust triggered a gasp and the reverse a groan as the feelings intensified. That I was apparently controlling the pace and depth of these made it even more delicious.

I could feel the veins and arteries of Jason’s cock against my nerve endings as it was pushed back and fore, the head against my cervix…both created an irresistible source of heat that burned deep in my abdomen. I lost myself in this sensation and found I was beginning to rise faster and faster until it must have looked as though I was bucking like a badly schooled pony.

I looked down at Jason, his eyes bored into my soul and I shuddered deeply. He made it clear, in pleasing him I was pleasuring myself… I had to admit that to myself.

I had to tell myself how delicious this was.

How wonderful his cock felt in my vagina.

How incredible his prick felt against my G-spot.

Confess, finally, to myself that all this meant I was a whore… his whore.

From then on the fucking, yes I was fucking him for me, was driven by my hunger for another orgasm.
I had become increasingly wet and the juice was pooling on his thighs and abdomen and dripping on to the floor around the bench. The motion of the thrusts was driving the juice as fast as it was being produced, out of my vagina. So the movements were orchestrated not only by my moans and groans but also by squelching and sucking noises.

All of this served to drive me closer and closer to the edge as the arousal built inexorably.
I didn’t realise it but I was confessing out loud……

“I’m a whore, I’m your whore;
I love fucking, I love fucking you;
I’m depraved, I need you to punish me;
I’m disgusting, I need you to humiliate me.”

And then finally I just screamed…….. “I’m cumming”… as my orgasm hit and I collapsed, shuddering and groaning forward onto his chest……….