“Tipping her head back, she took in the ornate gold accents and frescos that filled the great expanse above. Her eyes closed when his lips found that spot just below her ear lobe, the heat of his mouth warming her. Surrounded by such beauty, she let herself breathe it in. Filling her chest, pricking her eyes as he devoured her.”
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I didn’t open the Free Use app for a few days. After all, my fuck-slots are always booked out, I can’t take any more cock per day than I already am, expecially after I cockwarm several of my bosses every day.
I got a pay raise after the Free Use Fuck Fest, because my boss was afraid I could be lured away by better offers. It’ll be my fist day back today, so I thought I should at least look at my rank.
After my morning routine, I open the app to see hundrets of notifications, mostly comments to the highlight-video of my Fuck Fest performance. It’s been pinned to my profile automatically.
My rank sits proudly at the top of my profile: #2.
People seemed to like the slow fucking I received, and I can’t say that I’m not proud. I’m guessing either a blow job girl or an anal got the First Place.
I check my purse before leaving the apartment, to make sure I have lube and my plug as well my keys and other stuff. I’m not wearing any panties of course.
It’s an hour earlier than I’d normally leave, but I know that people are especially horny after the Free Use Fuck Fest and I don’t want to be too late for work today.
I avoid my neighbour. He would’ve fucked me in every hole if he could and I know he waits for me to leave the apartment complex every morning. It’s a good thing I decided to leave earlier today.
It’s a wonder I reach the subway without collecting at least one load in one of my holes. Once I’m in though, the app chimes. I look around.
A man is looking straight at me. I double take - is it the man from the Fuck Fest? I’m not quite sure, he’s wearing different clothes now, but it could be him. I can see a very visible bulge in his pants.
He’s not trying to hide it, of course. He’s just booked all my holes. He nods at me and I open the buttons of my blouse. No bra, so my breasts spill out.
He comes over to me. “Hold onto the pole” he commands and I obey. He arranges me so that my legs are spread, my ass is presented to him and the people sitting in front of me have a perfect view of my tits.
I can hear him fumble with his pants and a second later, the tip of his cock rubs through my exposed slit.
“I’ve got lube in my bag”, I tell him. I don’t need him to ram his dick in without libe first thing in the morning.
He chuckles against my neck, “good girl”, he praises. “But we won’t need it… yet.” He reaches one arm around me to grope my tits and pull at the nipples and my arousal begins to pool between my legs.
He keeps sliding his cock through my slit without trying to push it in. He teases my nipples. His dick must be soaked by my juices by now, I try to push my ass back into him because I’m ready, I’m wet. I want his dick.
He slaps my ass, “stand still”, he commands. “Open your eyes and look around.”
I do as he says. All eyes are on us. People are watching him tease me and I let out a shuddering breath. The Free Use Fuck Fest was broadcasted live all over the country, but somehow this seems more public. I’m used to being fucked outside. I’ve even been fucked in the subway before, but he’s taking me apart. And his dick hasn’t even been inside of me, yet.
I feel him shift. The head of his cock presses against my entrance before sliding in with little resistance.
I moan and see the smirks of the other passengers. A few guys pulled out their dicks and one is currently bouncing another woman on his lap. She’s fully clothed, he just pushed her panties aside and slid in.
My pussy clenches around the tip of his cock. I want him to slide into me as well, but he holds my hips and stills them.
We stand there like that for what feels like an eternity. And then he finally slides into my wet heat. Inch by inch my pussy swallows his thick cock, up until it’s balls deep inside of me.
Move, move, move, I pray silently, but he doesn’t. His cock is hot and thick and hard inside of me, unmoving. His hipbones are pressed to my ass. One hand still holds my hips, the other starts playing with my tits again.
The movement of the train rocks our bodies, but it’s not enough friction. Just enough to remind me that I’m being watched, that I’m not allowed to move.
This isn’t even normal cockwarming. I oculd ignore his cock if we sat, but my semi-bend over position, tits on display, hand teasing my nipples and the soft rocking from the train won’t let me.
I’m panting softly and I make a high, keening sound when he pulls his dick out all the way before slamming back in, stilling deep inside of me again. “Quiet”, he says and I bite down on the inside of my cheek.
He start rocking against me, slowly. I mewl. He fumbles for something before putting a ball gag in my mouth. “I said to be quiet.”
He fucks me like this for a while, short strokes. I feel my juices running down my legs.
“Is this good?”, he asks and I nod. Yes, please, move. He raches into my bag and I feel a squirt of lube hit my crack. He rubs my plug through it, getting it slippery. And then he holds it against my asshole, barely spreading it as he picks up speed, pounding me with longer, more forceful strokes.
My eyes flutter. I know I’ll orgasm if he keeps it up like this. He knows it, too, because he stops just before I can come. I have no idea where we are and if I missed my stop already. I don’t care. I want to come.
He pushes his cock into me, not moving anymore and I want to push back into him, to seek my orgasm but I know I’m not allowed. I clench my pussy around his dick, hoping to get him to move again.
“Poor slut”, he whispers into my ear. He pushes the plug harder into me, so my hole is stretched around the base at the widest part. My pussy clenches involuntary. He chuckles and lets it slide in all the way, filling me up. “Do you want to get fucked? Do you want me to make you come?”
I frantically nod my head. Please, please, please.
He starts moving again. The extra friction from my filled ass makes me reach my orgasm faster as he fucks me relentlessly. He’s setting a fast pace. I won’t last long.
This time, he lets me have it. I clench hard around him, pussy and ass pulsing around the intruders inside of them. My peak triggers his and he comes in thick, long spurts.
“Good girl”, he praises. “Let go of the pole.”
I do, and I strumble a bit but he holds me up, cock still balls deep in my pussy, one arm bent around my waist. The train slows and he manhandles me around to face the door.
I blink when it opens, it’s my stop. He pushes me forward so I strumble out of the train, his dick sliding out of me and a gush of cum drips out of my hole.
He’s smirking when the door closes and the train starts moving again. It’s him, the guy from the Fuck Fest. I’m sure.
My phone chimes a few times. My rating is going up again, people liked watching me like that. I also see that all my fuck-slots are filled now.
The next guy will fuck me once I leave the subway station and I better hurry up so I’m on time in the office today to cockwarm my boss.
With his cum still running out of me and my plugged ass, I right my clothing and climb the stairs to receive the next dick. But I know I will be thinking about his cock for the rest of the day.
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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.
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When you masturbate you’re wasting all the cum that should have been inside of me
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