And Then There Were... Big O's?

Female voice · Straight
POSTED 3 DAYS AGO

Summary
WRITTEN BY THE CREATOR

What was supposed to be a fun Murder Mystery weekend has taken a dark turn, and now we're running for our lives. Hiding in a kitchen everyone seems to have forgotten about, we have to figure out our next move. The adrenaline is high, we're scared, and we aren't sure how this is going to work out. So when it comes up that we were groping each other under the table at dinner before things went sideways, we decide to finish what we started... and hope we get out of here alive...

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GENERATED BY AI. EDITED BY THE CREATOR.

Okay. Yeah. There's nobody in here.

Quick. Shhh. Quietly.

Quiet, quiet, quiet. And lock Okay, okay, okay. So what the fuck is our move now? Man, I don't know.

I just know that we were sitting at dinner and all of a sudden there's supposed to be a party game going on and somebody's supposed to be murdered and then somebody actually fucking is. And now everybody's running around screaming and not knowing what the fuck is going on because the guy who knew what's going on is dead at the dinner table. So we have to figure this out.

At least how to get the fuck out of here. And of course, this is going down when I'm in a ditzy fucking dress and shoes I can't run in. Okay, think, think, think, think.

We have a candle. That's it. What is this? Okay, we're in the kitchen.

So we have food and water, maybe some knives. I don't know. I can't deal with this.

Yeah, there's people like moving out there. I can hear it but nobody's really coming close to this door. It's kind of hidden so we should be okay for a bit.

All right, so there were six other guests at the dinner table plus the host and us. And there's three staff members, right? So there was 12 people altogether.

One of them's dead, like straight up. We're in here and everybody else scattered. It's a big fucking house.

They could be anywhere. We don't know the layout of the house. We hadn't got that far in the game.

This was supposed to be a murder mystery weekend where we come and we have food and drinks and laughs and somebody, you know, bites it and we laugh about it and accuse each other and somebody gets a prize and go home. But they hadn't got that far yet. So we don't even know what this fucking house looks like.

Okay, okay, okay. It's freezing in here. Why are these dippy fucking dresses always so tiny that you freeze your ass off if you're not in front of a goddamn fireplace?

Well, at least tuxedos have jackets, you know? That's not what I meant, but thank you. Okay, yeah.

Oh, that's better. All right, I'm sitting up here. I gotta get these fucking shoes off.

Oh, there. Okay, now I feel like me a little bit. I'm warm and my feet don't hate me.

Yeah, I thought about that too. I should be afraid of you and you should be afraid of me because we don't fucking know each other. We met today and now we're stuck in here.

You could be the one that set this up. I could be the one that set this up. Nobody fucking knows.

Are you afraid of me? Okay, good. I should be, but I'm not.

No. Well, the fact that your hand was moving up my leg at the time that the gun went off kind of makes me not afraid of you. It could have been a really fucking good distraction and, you know, guns can be set up to go off, but it just makes me a little more inclined to believe that you didn't do it, you know?

Likewise. Okay, good. Well, that's the nice thing about those big tablecloths is they hide when you want to cop a feel under the table, right?

Oh, God. No, I don't think it's in poor taste to say that you're disappointed we didn't get to go further. I think we're in a really fucked up situation and the adrenaline is high and honestly, we don't know if we're going to get out of here alive, as terrifying as that is.

So if you want to concentrate on the fact that we were groping each other and didn't get to finish, then yeah, go for it. Yeah, I felt you reacting. And it made me squirm a little, yeah.

Okay, that's probably not a good idea. We're not exactly at our best when we're completely distracted. It is getting quieter out there, though.

Maybe nobody really thinks about this place. I mean, it's a pretty small kitchen. Do you think maybe this is like the servant's kitchen where they feed themselves? How fucking messed up is that? The servants have to eat out of a different kitchen.

Don't even get me started. Anyway, but they don't seem to be coming in locked. I mean, you know what? Screw it.

One good thing about wearing a dress, it's not too difficult to get into it. Look. This is what you were trying to get at under the table, wasn't it? Here, I'll put my foot up on the counter so you can actually see if I just pull my thong to the side.

There you go. See? Soaked.

Your turn. See, it's the adrenaline, right? It's making this a thousand times hotter than it should be.

I mean, hooking up with a stranger in a kitchen at a party thing over the weekend is kinda hot, but the fact that this is kind of dangerous is even hotter, isn't it? Is it just me? No? Okay, yeah, we should probably.

.. Nice. Let's not waste time with that though, okay? I don't know how much time we have and I want to get off and so do you, so why don't you start touching that gorgeous cock of yours?

Give me your hand. See? Nice and wet.

Yeah. You have one focus right now. Get my pussy ready, because you're gonna fuck me right here on the counter, okay? Yeah, I like how you're rubbing it.

I also like your hand on your cock. That's fucking sexy as shit. Yes.

You have very nice hands. Very warm hands. Yes.

I could watch you do that all night if we had the ability to do it without somebody breaking in here. Here, I'm gonna give you a visual. Take down the top of the dress too.

I know, you were staring at my tits in this dress. Nice. You like them? Are they as nice as you thought they'd be when you couldn't take your eyes off them earlier? Yeah? Good.

Oh fuck, that's good. If your cock is as good as your hand, we're gonna have a really good time. Okay, why are you stopping? Really? Oh no, I'm all for it.

You wanna get on your knees and put your face between my legs? Go for it. But you better keep that fucking cock in your hand.

Imagine somebody breaks in here, intent on, you know, ending things, and they find you on the floor with your face buried in my pussy. You think that would stop them? You think they'd watch? Oh fuck.

Keep going. Keep fucking licking me. Oh fuck.

I'm gonna try not to get loud, but I'm loud. Yes, yes. I think we could convince them to wait long enough to let us finish.

One really good orgasm before it happened, you know? Maybe they'd just go on to somebody else and come back later. I know it's not funny.

I'm fucking terrified and I'm having my pussy eaten by a stranger in a weird kitchen. Cut me some fucking slack here, okay? Oh god, yes, suck my clit.

Oh fuck, I can hear you stroking yourself. Oh, that nice, hard cock. You better put fingers in me and get me ready to take it.

I'm pretty tight. Yes, there, there, there, there. Oh god, yes, like that, just like that.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Shit, there's somebody outside the door. Hold on.

Fuck, I said stop. I can't make any noise. You have to stop.

Stop, please. Stop, stop, stop. Oh god, don't, don't, don't, don't.

I'll just be quiet. Okay, okay, they're gone, they're gone. Oh fuck.

Yes, fuck. Does it taste good? Does it taste as good as that meal that we were eating? It was really good, wasn't it? Fuck.

Well, I guess that's one way to look at it. If it is our time, at least you got to taste one really good pussy before you went. That's morbid.

Oh god, oh god, I'm gonna cum. Yes, I'm gonna cum. Oh, you're gonna make me cum.

Yes, make me cum. Fuck yes. Stroke yourself faster.

I want you to really want to stick it in me when it's time. Yeah. Oh god.

Oh, I want you to need to fucking put it in me. I want you to need that tight, hot pussy around you cause you're so fucking close already. Yes, fuck yes.

Fuck. Oh god. Shit, shit, shit, shit.

You're like growling down there. Okay, okay, okay, get up here, get up here, get up here. Pull my ass to the edge of the counter.

It's a little too high, I know. Okay, hold on, I'll get down. There.

I'll bend over it. How's that? Pull my dress up from the back.

Okay. Okay. Ah, there.

Just pull my thong to the side. Just move it out of the way. I don't have time to put it back on if we have to go, okay? Just put it to the side.

What are you doing? Why are you rubbing your cock against my pussy? Just put it in.

Yeah, we don't have time for this. Anybody could come in. We're not exactly hidden, we're not exactly private in here.

Just because they haven't found us yet doesn't mean they're not going to. Just fucking fuck me, please. Put it in, put it in, put it in, please.

What the hell was that? Okay, it's not close enough. Just do it, do it, do it.

Oh, God. Oh, I'm so full. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Yes, just grab my hips and thrust. Don't worry about it. Oh, God, so nape.

You really did want to fuck me at the dinner table, didn't you? Yeah, so good. Just keep fucking me.

Don't worry about slow and gentle and any of that bullshit. We don't have time for that. This is about getting off.

This is about fucking orgasming when we don't know what's about to happen tonight. There's a fucking psychopath loose in this house. There's a bunch of people we don't know.

Not that we really know each other, but you know what I mean? We don't know what's going to happen. Just fucking unload inside me.

Fucking let it go. Oh, God. This could be the last pussy you ever have.

Fucking let it go. Yes, grab my tits. Grab my tits.

Yes, grab my tits. Yes. Oh, fuck me.

Fucking pound me. Yes, yes. Oh, God, yes, yes.

Oh, God. So fucking deep. Fuck, yes, yes.

If I'm not careful, my breathing is going to block.

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