I Think I’m Ovulating Again

Cockwarming your dom while he plays a video game with his friends, everytime he thrusts up into you his friends hear your squeaky choked moan through the mic and they all compliment how slutty and cute you sound being so nonchalantly used by your dom

When you masturbate you’re wasting all the cum that should have been inside of me

I love hotels- I get to be a different version of myself for a little while

soul

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Just read your latest free use fic and I loved it!!! I was wondering if you could write another one but this time shes out clubbing to have some good time and some men realise shes a free use? Thank you!

She could barely see anything. Between the dark of the club, the flashing lights blinding her every so often, and the liquor making her vision swim, she was damn near blind on the dance floor. There was just the thumping base and the bodies pressed against her. Arms in the air, she spun around with a twirl, screaming exuberantly. Nobody could hear her over the music and she laughed, swinging her hips from side to side. Too caught up in the moment she stumbled, crashing into someone behind her. Warm hands clasped her forearms to keep her upright and she was sure they shouted something at her, she just couldn’t hear it. So, she laughed again.

Whoever was behind her let go of her arms and slid theirs around her waist, swaying their hips to the music in time with hers. And, although she was pretty wasted, she couldn’t miss the way they were grinding their crotch against her ass. She moaned and then whined as she tried to stifle her noises. They were so quick, one hand already cupping her tit through her shirt, that she could only assume they saw her Free Use Program bracelet. Finally, she thought, I’ve been waiting all night.

She arched her back and reached to grab at their shirt. Their hands slid down to her hips, changing rhythm until they were basically dry humping in public. By now, she could feel the outline of a thick cock pressed against her ass through both their clothes. As the song changed, a faster beat with a thumping base, the person behind her let go for a split second. Just enough time, she knew, to undo their pants. Then hands were reaching up her skirt, hiking up the back until everyone in the club was able to see her ass. (Or they would be able to, if it was possible to see anything right now).

A prickle of confusion managed to break the control the music had over her drunk brain. Surely they weren’t going to fuck her in the middle of a crowd? Then they pulled her panties to the side, leaving her wet pussy bare to the warm air of the club. A cock pressed against her slit and the stranger behind her wrapped one arm around her, trapping her against them. She moaned as they began pressing into her. She eased her hips back, trying the press them into her unstretched hole faster. She just wanted to be fucked already.

Their cock slipped a few times on its way inside her, sliding through her pussy lips and stroking her clit. She couldn’t do anything but moan and try not to fall over in her heels. Finally they managed to press inside, thrusting inside her in short strokes. Each thrust reached deeper and deeper inside her, until her ass was bouncing against their front.

There were so many sensations. Rushing head. Hands massaging her tits. Loud music. Louder crowd. Strangers brushing against the pair of them. A thick cock, rocking inside her. The warm slide of sweaty skin against sweaty skin. She panted and moaned openly, her screams mingling and getting lost in the preoccupied crowd. Still, she couldn’t help but pant and plead as the fat head of their cock beat against her cervix with short thrusts in time with the music.

“Fuck me fuck me fuck me- ah! Ah! Deep! Oh!” She panted, squeezing her eyes closed as her partner lost any sense of shame or subtlety. Their warm hand crept up to grab at her throat, pinning her against them cock to shoulder. Her skirt was rumpled around her waist, the sight of their cock filling her pretty pussy available to anyone around them. She devolved into solely high-pitched, breathy ‘yeah’s and ‘oh!’s.

A pressure was building low in her gut, making her eyes squeeze shut as she tried to hold out just a bit longer. They filled her aching hole to the brim, stuffing her and fucking her and turning her into nothing more than a doll bouncing on their cock. Struck stupid from alcohol and sex, she threw her head back and screamed as her orgasm overcame her and the sound was buried in the music. What little vision she had left whited out and her thighs trembled as her tunnel tried to milk their rigid cock for it seed. A few more thrusts and the stranger inside her came, their seed splattering against the bud of her cervix. She could feel their semen fill her, dripping down her thighs when her cunt ran out of space for both their cock and cum. Her pussy pulled it in greedily, throbbing as it tried to draw their thick semen towards her vulnerable womb. After a few more moments, they pulled out. A small splattering of cum and slick coated the inside of her thighs, and she crossed her legs and pulled down her skirt promptly.

By the time she turned around the stranger was gone, lost to the crowd. The packed wall of clubbers shifted, and she got squished between two tall bodies. One pair of hands landed on her wrists and another on her hips. She moaned and spread her legs; the night wasn’t over yet.

Let me reach out and touch you,

Caress the soft and warm humanity hidden deep inside.

The reminder of all the parts of you no one loved before.

The parts you have to keep locked away,

Afraid of the bruises that take root so easily, yet take so long to heal.

Let me hold this part of you.

Tender, Gentle, and Without End.