Chapter 5 #2
He comes with a groan, his warm seed filling me up. Imagining all that cum inside me puts me deeper in the mindset of wanting to be a fucktoy for all the men. I can’t tell one cock apart from the other, and they could just enter the tent and use me one by one.
Finally, he collapses with a loud sigh. I embrace him and smile as our breathing slows down. He only rests a few seconds before he gets up.
As he leaves the tent, I stretch out and smile, waiting for the next guy to use me.
I can’t see anything past the blindfold, but it’s heightened my other senses, and I hear the next guy’s footsteps before he comes into the tent.
He crawls over me and straddles my body.
The tip of his cock nudges against my mouth, and I swirl my tongue over the head.
It throbs in response, thrilling me. Shit, I wasn’t expecting someone to use my mouth while I’m lying here with a waiting pussy.
The guy moans and grinds himself against my face, his cock sliding past my lips. My core throbs with need, and I wish he would just fuck me instead of teasing me like this. He withdraws from my mouth and repositions himself between my legs. Now this is more like it.
When he runs the head up and down my slit, I wiggle against him in desperation. Damn it, this guy is going to drive me crazy if he doesn’t fuck me right now. Even when I think he’s about to slide inside me, he plays ‘just the tip’ with my pussy.
I’m moaning and giving little coos whenever he almost sticks it all the way in.
When he finally sinks in fully, my breath hitches, and I give a long groan as he fills me.
He’s not thick or long, but he’s hitting all my sweet spots.
My inner walls quiver as he thrusts vigorously.
Another orgasm builds, and I forgive him for being such a tease. This was worth the wait.
He’s not as gentle as the guy before him, and he fucks me enthusiastically. When he forces my knees towards my chest, I wrap my arms around my thighs to hold myself open for him. I can imagine what he’s seeing and being such a complete slut for an unknown guy almost makes me come.
Wait...this could be anyone. It might not even be Joey’s friend.
They could be standing out there and inviting anyone to come in and use me.
Deep down, I know Joey isn’t doing that, but fantasizing that this guy is someone I don’t know tips me over the edge.
I scream as pleasure rockets through me in convulsive waves.
My orgasm triggers him to fuck me harder, and my body jolts with each thrust. He’s breathing heavily and moaning with each plunge, and when he comes, he roars like he’s won a competition. HIs eruption is violent, and he’s gasping when he’s done depositing his cum inside me.
Fuck, how many men have come inside me today? I’m so mentally out of it, I don’t even know anymore. When the guy climbs off me, I let go of my thighs and stretch my legs out. I’m so busy trying to gather my thoughts and count the men, I don’t hear the next guy come in until he touches my feet.
He slides his hands along my soles, and I almost giggle because it tickles.
When he lifts my feet up, my heart flips with anticipation.
Yeah, he’s not going to fuck me like the other two did.
I try to imagine what he looks like as his firm hands grip my ankles.
Fuck, I’m in the tent with an unknown man, and he’s going to use me however he wants.
I hear a rustling of clothing before I feel his cock running along the bottoms of my feet.
My brain freezes as he holds my feet together and wedges his cock between them.
Which friend has a foot fetish? Or is he just doing this because he can?
Nothing anyone has done to me today makes me feel like a freeuse slut as much as this guy fucking my feet does.
I play with my nipples and my clit throbs in tandem with his thrusts as he uses my feet.
I know I can’t have an orgasm like this, but this is so naughty that I don’t care.
It’s even better that I can’t see what he’s doing to me.
The idea of being blindfolded and at the mercy of whoever comes in to use me however they want makes me whimper with desire.
The man growls, and his pre-cum coats my arches and toes as he fucks me harder. My feet tingle from the friction, but it just makes it more erotic. A moment later he gasps and his cock explodes, shooting cum onto my feet.
He massages his cum into my skin while I lay there slightly shocked. Shit, someone really did just fuck my feet and didn’t touch me anywhere else. He zips up his pants as he leaves the tent.
When I hear someone else enter, I wonder what this guy will do to me.
The world becomes hazy as the guy rolls me onto my stomach, drags me up on my knees and fucks me from behind.
I’m just a dirty plaything for all these men, and I want them to do anything and everything to me.
When I come from the guy plowing into me and whacking against my ass, it turns into a never-ending orgasm.
Each brush against my skin sends shockwaves through me until my brain shuts down from sensory overload.
I become just a hole for them to use while I drift in ecstasy.
I don’t know how many men come in and use me, and it doesn’t matter. I revel in every nasty thing they do to me. The pleasure is beyond anything I’ve experienced before, and I lose count of the times I come.
Eventually, I realize I’ve been alone for a bit.
When someone enters the tent, they zip it closed and remove their clothes.
When a body lies close to me on the mattress, I can tell it’s Joey.
His familiar, comforting scent envelops me as he slides his hand under the blindfold and removes it.
It’s dark, but I can see his face from the glow of the campfire through the tent wall.
My heart catches in my throat as I search his eyes, desperate to know that he still loves me.
He kisses me gently as his hands roam over my body.
My hair is matted against my head and my skin is coated with sweat.
There’s dried cum all over me, but he doesn’t seem to mind.
He plays with the wet folds of my pussy and smiles into the kiss as his fingers probe through the stickiness from the other guys.
“That’s so much cum,” he murmurs against my mouth.
He brings his fingers to my lips, and I eagerly suck them clean while he watches. “My gorgeous wife.”
I clasp my arms around his neck and kiss him back.
When our tongues touch, he turns wild. He rolls on top of me and grinds against me.
He eases a hand between us and caresses my clit.
I moan into his mouth as he presses his cock into me while continuing to finger my bundle of nerves.
I’m so sensitive, I quiver from his touch, and he slows the speed of his finger on my clit.
My heart rate kicks up as he kisses down my neck while his fingers continue to work magic on me. I’m desperate for him to come. I don’t even need another orgasm, I just need him to be the last one to fill me tonight.
I wrap my legs around him and rock against him, moaning, “Joey, please.”
He nips at my earlobe, his breath warm on my cheek. “Do you need my cum, baby?”
“I do,” I gasp as the pleasure builds.
“Good, because you’re going to get it all.”
I want to see him when he comes, and our eyes lock onto each other.
His eyes are glazed with lust, but he’s keeping eye contact with me.
When he flutters his finger against my clit, I cry out and an orgasm rushes through me.
My body convulses and my pussy clenches around him.
He gives a low growl as he watches me come undone under his touch.
When the tremors subside, he smiles. “My turn.”
He speeds up his thrusts while I watch his face contort with pleasure a moment before he explodes. He groans as he comes, filling me with his warm cum. Knowing his seed is mixing with all the other men’s is dirty but feels right.
He jerks several times, unloading everything he’s got before collapsing on top of me.
“Are you okay?” He nuzzles into my neck as we pant and come down from the high.
I take a moment to answer, analyzing my emotions to make sure I mean what I say. I smile softly. “Yeah, I’m very okay. I love you so much.”
He murmurs against my ear. “You’re my everything. The freeuse night is over, so just relax, baby.”
I’m glad he told me, and I’m able to get lost in the comfort of being in his arms. I’m not sure how often I would want an experience this intense, but having Joey organize it and knowing he wanted it made all the difference.
But this is my favorite part of the night.
No matter what other men I fuck in the future, Joey is the love of my life.
I want every night with other men to end with me in Joey’s arms.
The End