Their Toy

Transcript

After my last breakup, I went a little wild. I realized I wanted to be used. I wanted to be fucked.

I wanted to be shared. My ex-boyfriend was never the type to be adventurous. I asked him to spank me once, and he went soft on me.

Just not his thing. So by the time I realized that the relationship wasn't going to work, there was a need growing inside me that was, well, it was threatening to take over my very being. I couldn't concentrate.

I couldn't relax. I masturbated constantly, to the point where my pussy was just raw and throbbing all the time. I thought of being a slut.

Of being gangbanged. Of having my body used to its limits. And after a while, the fantasy wasn't enough.

I finally decided to do something about it. Good old Reddit was a great resource. I found two men who were willing to meet me at a hotel a few hours from my house.

Probably not the safest thing, but I made sure friends knew where I was. I took all the necessary precautions. As I drove to the hotel, my head was spinning.

My pussy was wet already, and more than once, I slipped my hand into my panties and rubbed my clit while I drove. I had never done anything like that before. I had never been so bold.

But I didn't let myself come. I wanted to save that for the big event. So by the time I arrived at the hotel, to say I was ravenous was probably an understatement.

I was the first to arrive. I had a shower. I put my hair up in a ponytail, just to keep it out of the way.

I put on some sexy lingerie I'd bought for the occasion. Slutty. Sexy.

I'll be honest, cheap, so that if it got torn, I didn't care. I had thought this through. I got ready, and I waited.

I didn't have to wait long. The first man showed up, and he was everything his picture promised. But more than that, he had an air about him that I wasn't used to.

A confidence that I found incredibly sexy. We exchanged pleasantries for a moment before the other man arrived. He was more laid-back, kind of opposite to the first man in that way.

Still sexy as hell, mind you, but not as overt about it. They were the perfect contrast for my little fantasy. Now, because I couldn't completely shut off my brain, I made sure that we were clear on everything up front.

We went over safe words. We went over limits. We made ground rules.

What was allowed, what wasn't. They even asked me what I was looking for from the experience, which just made me feel a little bit more comfortable, like they were listening. My voice was shaking when I made it very clear that I wanted to be used, that I wanted to be shared between them like a toy.

They were only too happy to oblige, but not in a way that made me uncomfortable. The first man, who I simply called Guy A in my head, I couldn't even remember his username at that point, he grabbed my shoulders and he pushed me to the floor. The carpet, I remember, was semi-rough under my knees.

Not scratchy, but not soft either. Imagine my surprise when the second guy, Guy B, put a pillow down for me. I should have known right then and there that I was in for a hell of a good time.

Just that little act of consideration made all the difference. I heard their zippers open almost simultaneously, and before I knew it, I had two hard, throbbing cocks rubbing against my face. I turned to Guy A, I opened my mouth.

My hand came up to stroke Guy B at the same time. They discussed what they were going to do to me while I sucked off Guy A, while he pushed his cock so deep into my mouth I gagged. I'd never had a cock in my throat like that before.

It took some getting used to, but I made it. He worked himself over my tongue, into my throat. The pure bliss that flowed through me as he fucked my face like a pussy was unlike anything I'd expected.

Guy B put his hand over mine, gripping himself tightly. He showed me how to stroke him. I pulled him forward so the tip of his cock was pressing against my cheek, and I could feel the smear of pre-cum on my skin.

Nerves were fluttering in my stomach as I realized they were actually going to use me. They were going to treat me just like a toy and take what they wanted without realizing it. I groaned around Guy A's cock, which, to my absolute delight, made him shudder.

He called me a slut, told me to keep moaning as he thrust into my mouth, harder and harder, his eyes never leaving my face. Guy B laughed and said he wanted a turn. The words were music to my ears.

They shot all the way through me, down to my pussy. They wanted to take turns. They wanted to share me, to pass me back and forth.

Guy A shoved into my mouth as far as he could go. My nose was pressed against his pelvis, and he held me there, gagging around him. Without warning, I felt his cock thicken, I felt it twitch, I felt his balls on my chin begin to tighten and squeeze, and then there was the burst down the back of my throat.

His cum shot out the end of him so hard it gagged me. He groaned as he kept pumping rope after rope inside me. I struggled to swallow it all down, but I made it, and I did not spill a drop.

The little smirk on his face as he watched me swallow was so sexy. No sooner was he finished than I found Guy B's cock shoving into my mouth. My pussy was on fire, and I moaned, using my hands this time, as I sucked hard on that cock.

The rhythm he'd shown me was a little rough, a lot of pressure, so I knew exactly what to do. This is what I had wanted, going from one to the other, with no thought in between, no thought in between, just holes to use. Guy A pulled down my skimpy little bra and started twisting my nipples while I sucked off Guy B.

They said something between them, but I didn't hear, because I was too focused on the cock in my mouth, the burning pleasure in my nipples and the throbbing between my legs. The next thing I knew, I was on my back, on the bed, and Guy B was straddling my face. He grabbed me by the hair, started to fuck my mouth, slow, deep.

My whole body tensed as he told me to keep looking at him, to watch his eyes as he used me. I couldn't look away. The pleasure on his face was intense and it made my whole body throb.

While he was fucking my mouth, I heard Guy A open a bottle of lube, making a joke that he didn't really need it, because I was already dripping on the bed, even through my panties. No shit, Sherlock. He ripped off those panties and I felt the lube dripping down over my pussy, over my ass.

Guy B groaned as Guy A told him how pretty I was, how tight my holes looked. I wasn't prepared for the two fingers that he shoved deep into my pussy. I should have been, but I wasn't.

I gagged around Guy B because of my shock. This set him off, the tight squeeze of my throat, the unexpected pressure. He started fucking my face, hard, holding my head so he could just drive it down deep into me.

Guy A stretched my pussy with his fingers, adding a third, and slamming them in and out of me so quickly, pushing so hard, I could barely think. My brain floated above me, these two men using me like a toy, using me to get off, not caring about my pleasure at all. This is what I had wanted, and the reality was better than any fantasy could be.

My eyes rolled back in my head as my pussy spasmed, hard, as my first orgasm ripped through me so intensely, I thought every muscle in my body was going to spasm too. It made me arch off the bed, but Guy A held me down, his fingers never slowing. Guy B continued to hold my head, to thrust deep, his cum bursting down my throat, while my orgasm shook through me.

He called me a good little whore, and that's what I was, a good little whore who made them cum, who came from being treated like this. I gulped down Guy B's cum and licked him clean, while Guy A continued to split my pussy apart. I screamed, I moaned, I thrashed so much on the bed that Guy B grabbed my arms and held them above my head, moving so he could watch me being fucked.

Guy A stopped, pulled his fingers out of me, and to my surprise, checked in. He asked if I was okay, if I wanted to keep going. I gave him an emphatic yes, and his grin was absolutely carnal.

He double-checked the limits, then told Guy B to hold me still. He moved down, and his tongue ran over my clit before he sucked it into his mouth. My clit is large, quite large actually, and he had no trouble getting his lips around it.

He sucked, he licked, and as he did, I felt a finger pressing against my ass. He pushed the finger in, slippery with lube, and without realizing what was even happening, I came hard. The finger in my ass made me feel so full.

I'd never done that before. It was on my list of things I wanted to try, and I didn't expect that it would make me explode like that. Guy B's cock was getting hard above me again, and I opened my mouth.

He pressed it in, his balls resting on my head, telling me to suck him while he watched. I was very, very happy. Guy A started a fast and hard rhythm in my ass, and I'll admit, it was uncomfortable at first, even after my orgasm.

But he was working over my clit with his mouth, and the pleasure was rolling through me in waves. I couldn't breathe around Guy B's cock, couldn't move, so I just laid there. I absorbed what they were doing to me.

In my wildest fantasies, I had never imagined it would feel like this. Guy A added another finger to my ass, and pressed two from his other hand into my pussy. I almost blacked out when he started moving them in opposite directions, and the friction broke something in me.

I came again, feeling the light tug of his teeth on my clit. It was like that little extra made the orgasm keep going and going and going. When I opened my mouth to moan, Guy B took the opportunity to bury himself in my throat.

I was officially stuffed in every hole of my body, nothing more than a toy for these men to play with. I had never been so full, or so turned on, in my life. After another quaking orgasm, Guy A pulled away, leaving me feeling strangely empty.

Guy B moved too, and they sat beside me, their hands running over my body as they discussed what they were going to do to me next. Guy B said he wanted to feel my pussy, so he laid down on the bed. Guy A lifted me, without any effort, just picked me up.

My body was limp as a rag doll. He laid me on top of Guy B, face down. They spread my legs, their hands rubbing over my skin, and Guy B guided his cock into me.

If it had felt good in my mouth, it was nothing compared to how good it felt in my pussy. I moaned, feeling myself pulled upright so I was riding him. I didn't even have to hold myself.

Guy A pulled my arms behind my back, while Guy B grabbed my hips. And together, they made me fuck Guy B so deeply, my whole body shook. I had no control over my movements.

I was simply a hole to be fucked, to be filled, to be ravished. When Guy B sat up and his teeth closed over my nipple, I screamed. And I came, gushing around him, soaking him and the bed.

They laughed as they kept going, the teeth around my nipples squeezing harder, the thrusts coming faster, my arms twisted behind me almost to the point of pain. Almost. They knew where to stop.

After a minute, my arms were released, and Guy A stood on the bed beside me, guiding my head to his hard cock. It was even harder than before, and I groaned as he pressed it into my mouth. He told me to get it good and wet, and I saw the look pass between them.

I felt that look everywhere. After a minute, it was decided this was an awkward position, with Guy A standing on the bed, so they lifted me and put me on all fours. Guy A stood beside the bed now, and Guy B kneeled behind me.

He pulled my arms back again as he shoved into my pussy, and Guy A used my hair to pull my head back so he could push his cock into my throat. They fucked me hard, gagging me, filling me, stretching me. I came again, choking on Guy A's cock, and he laughed.

He asked me if this is what I had wanted, if I liked being a free-use whore for strangers who only cared about my holes. I moaned as I nodded, the words sending fire through me. That was exactly what I wanted.

His answering smile was a strange sort of comfort in the moment. Guy B grunted that he was going to cum, and Guy A told him not to. They were only human, after all, and he wanted to completely ruin me before they were done.

I didn't know what that meant, but I hoped I was going to find out. Guy B pulled out and yanked me so I was laying down on him again. His cock pushing up into my pussy.

Guy A moved behind me, pushing me hard against Guy B's chest, and that's when I felt the tip of his cock press against my ass. They were going to double-stuff me, to fill both my holes, to fuck me until I screamed. A shiver ran through my body as Guy A pushed forward.

The head was uncomfortable, and when it finally sank into me with a little popping feeling, the discomfort eased. Guy B, to his credit, stayed still, buried balls deep in my pussy as I adjusted to Guy A's intrusion in my ass. My virgin ass that was virgin no more.

Guy B reached down and rubbed over my clit while I got used to being so full, and that helped. At my brief nod, they started to move, and my whole fucking world exploded. They moved in opposite directions like Guy A had done with his fingers, and I felt them sliding against each other.

The angle was perfect, and I had never felt such overwhelming pleasure. Guy A reached around me and pulled me up so my back was against his chest, telling Guy B to play with my clit while they moved. They thrust in and out of me as orgasm after orgasm washed over me.

My whole body was in orgasm at that point. The room was spinning. I wasn't aware of anything but the full feeling in my pussy and in my ass, the fingers rubbing roughly over my clit and the warmth against my back.

I needed this. My brain completely shut off as they called me a good little slut as Guy A slapped my ass hard once, twice, three times. The sting only intensified the pleasure as I knew it would, and I came again, squirting all over Guy B for the second time.

They laughed, and Guy A kissed my neck before biting me gently, the feel of his teeth sending me over the edge again. Guy B gasped out that he was going to cum, and Guy A said he was as well. They were going to pump me full of cum so all my holes would be filled.

They'd already filled my mouth twice, and now my pussy and my ass were going to be dripping. Guy A put his hand gently over my throat, pulling my head back against his shoulder as they both buried themselves balls deep in me. He told me this is what good little sluts did.

They held still while cum was pumped into every fucking hole. The heat from them both exploding at the same time sent me screaming into another orgasm that kept going and going and going. It felt like every rope they pumped into me set off a new little explosion until my whole body was shaking.

I had never felt cum in my ass before, and it quickly became one of my favorite feelings. I was warm everywhere, Guy A still holding me up, Guy B pinching my clit and rolling it between his fingers. They filled me.

They made my holes milk every drop from them, and I wanted it. I wanted it badly. I wanted to be filled until I was fucking overflowing.

When it was done, we all collapsed in a heap on the bed, breathing heavily, sweaty, exhausted. I felt like I didn't have a single bone left in my body, no pun intended. I had never felt so satisfied.

My brain was still short-circuiting. They moved, Guy A lifting me as Guy B pulled back the bedding. They slid in on either side of me as Guy A laid me in the center of the bed.

Then they did something I didn't expect. They cuddled me. They told me what a good job I had done, how amazing I'd made them feel.

They asked if I was okay. Guy B handed me a bottle of water from the nightstand, and I drank it down, not realizing how much I needed it. Guy A kissed me gently, running his hands over my body, massaging away the soreness of my muscles without warning.

I burst into tears, tears that came from somewhere so raw and so deep inside me that I didn't even know it existed. Before I had a chance to even think about being embarrassed, they soothed me. These two strangers, men I had met online, made me feel so safe, so comforted, so wanted.

It overwhelmed me. I'd never felt like this before, not even in my most intense relationships. I had given up control, given that trust to them completely, and they had treated it with the respect it deserved.

As good as everything they'd done to me had felt, this was a whole other level. They kept me pressed between them, wiping my tears, rubbing my back, stroking my hair. This was more than I could have hoped for when I'd put this little fantasy in motion.

After a few minutes, I settled. And again, they made sure I was okay. I kissed guy A, and then guy B, and told them I was.

I thanked them for making this such a great experience. And with a weird shock of nerves flowing through me, especially given everything that had just happened, I took a deep breath, and I very shyly asked them to do it all again.