It had been a week since Sam Griffith and her friends had moved to the Boston area to go to college. She and her boyfriend Dan were attending Harvard, while their friends were all at schools across the river, in the actual city of Boston. At the end of the last day of orientation, Sam walked through the door of her and Dan’s apartment (their parents had assumed they’d be living together anyways, so why not save money on rent?) and collapsed onto the couch, exhausted.
“Tough day, babe?” her loving boyfriend asked her, coming over from his desk on the other side of the living room and sitting next to her on the couch.
“Not really, this has just been soooo boring,” she huffed, genuinely frustrated about having to do ice-breaker activities for what seemed like the past month.
“Did you at least meet some cool people from your group?” he asked hopefully. He wanted college to not be completely unbearable for her!
“I mean I guess. Some of the other girls were pretty cool, but mostly everyone here seems pretty… Well, really stuck-up,” she said grumpily. They had known that attending such a prestigious school carried that risk, but she hadn’t expected to meet so many legacy students right away, or at least for them to not talk about only how they were legacies!
“Yeah, I know what you mean…” Dan admitted. He had had better luck with his orientation group, mostly because their leader was pretty chill and just bought them pizza and let them do whatever they wanted. “Well, pretty soon the semester will start and we can just get back to our happy life and our cool group of friends!” he reminded her.
She rolled her eyes at him, then bit her lip and smirked. “You’re just exhausted being the only cock I can get my hands – and my mouth and my desperate cunt – on and can’t wait until our friends can help pick up the slack, huh?” she teased, smiling when he blushed and tried to deny it.
“Liten, Samantha, I love you more than I know how to explain,” he told her patiently, “and making love to you and eating you out and cumming in your pretty mouth are some of my favorite things to do…” she sat up and swiftly removed her shirt, revealing her voluptuous breasts straining against the conservative bra she had worn to the day’s humdrum activities, “but you know you can be a pretty demanding little slut!”
She giggled and smiled at him, reaching back and unfastening her bra as she stared him in the eyes. “Oh, you poor baby,” she teased, “is your girlfriend too horny for you? She loves your cock and your tongue too much, is that it? It’s too much for you to keep up with, I know, but you just make me feel soooo good, and I need to cum at least a couple times every day if I’m going to be functional!”
He chuckled at her, eyeing her impressive tits and feeling his tired cock start to harden. Just that morning, she had ridden him frantically through several orgasms until finally begging him to stop holding back. She had climbed off of him and knelt on the floor, pleading until he covered her slutty face. Then they had showered and headed off for their busy O-week schedules, not even getting to take a break for a lunchtime blowjob like she had been so eager to do almost every day at the end of high school!
“You’re exactly the right amount of horny, Sammi,” Dan told her while reverently caressing her beautiful, outward-thrust breasts. “The perfect amount of horny because you’re right, it is too much for one mortal man to handle, so I get to watch you get fucked by our friends and you get to feel all different kinds of cocks inside of that sloppy cunt of yours.
Sammi let out a sultry moan at that, thrusting her tits more firmly into his hands and loving the pressure she felt on them. “Please, baby… I need you… Do you think you can fuck all my slutty holes?” she panted, imagining the feeling of having his smallish cock inside her holes, in order of increasing tightness. He barely filled her mouth, which allowed her to have a lot of fun playing with his cock using her tongue, but her young pussy was still tight even though she was so wantonly fucked by their closest friends at every opportunity. Finally, she would get to feel him in her tight little asshole, never fucked by another man and therefore still supremely taught when it stretched around his shaft. Mmmm, she almost came from the delicious thought of it, which combined with the feeling of Dan playing with her sensitive nipples caused her pussy to flood.
“Of course, Samantha, I love you and I’m happy to fuck you like you need,” he told her happily. “Just hold on, okay?” She nodded, confused when he got up and walked into their bedroom. Her confusion faded when he returned holding her collar and nipple clamps. He had surprised her with them on prom night, and she loved having the label ‘Dan’s Whore’ locked in place around her neck. Sure, he had a key, but if he ever wanted she would have no choice but to let the world see what a good little cum bucket she was for him! And of course the nipple clamps, adjusted casino oyna to the perfect pressure on her sensitive, perky little nubs on her big, firm tits kept her on the edge of orgasm almost constantly. Dan had learned how to fasten and play with them in the perfect way, such that even the slightest contact while fucking would set her off. And when she was on her hands and knees, being fucked from behind… Well, her clamped nipples dragging along their sheets had resulted in a lot of laundry needing to be done to avoid sleeping in a puddle.
“Oh, baby, thank you!” she told him enthusiastically. “I love when you remind me how you own me with the collar… Just imagine if my orientation group could see me like this!” she fantasized. Their looks of shock and desire seeing her like that would be almost as exciting as knowing none of them could have her – she was Dan’s property, sexually, and would never be tempted to do anything with any of those entitled losers!
Dan fastened the collar tight around her neck, and then secured the clamps on her excited nipples and tugged slightly, making her arch her back and experience a small orgasm just from the pent-up tension, excitement of what they were doing, and exquisite pain on her chest. “Yesssss Dan! Oh yes baby, thank you, thank you for making me your whore…” she moaned, eyes fluttering as she looked at him.
“Oh Sammi, of course!” he told her happily, moving forward to kiss her lightly on her panting mouth. “There’s no little slut I’d rather own…” She moaned again, loving their bedroom dynamic, then yelped in surprise as he grabbed her firmly by the hair and pulled her head down to cock-level. “Now suck my cock like the good, sloppy little whore you are.”
“Mmmmm aaa uuuhhh ooo” she gurgled around his shaft, bobbing her head eagerly and taking his cock almost to the back of her mouth. His was far from the biggest cock she had sucked on – that distinction went to their friend Ethan, who was starting at Northeastern, and was packing 9 inches of steel – but she really enjoyed licking all around his crown, and the smaller size meant she could always use her tongue on it, not being lodged deep in her throat.
“I love you too, Samantha,” Dan grunted, trying to convey his affection despite the fact he was actively tensing up to hold back from cumming. He had incredible self-control, but his girlfriend had a lot of practice pleasuring cocks, and it was a real challenge for him not to unload in her pretty mouth! Not that she would mind too much, but he had other plans.
Sammi’s eyes rolled back in her head and her entire body trembled as she started to gag on Dan’s cock pumping in and out of her mouth. Her favorite thing while fellating one of her lovers – and especially him – was to have her nipples played with. It reminded her that her entire body, not just her sloppy mouth and throat, belonged to the man in front of her. This was amplified beyond any describable level by the clamps on her nipples, which made her chest burn with pain and tremendous pleasure. It felt like the puffy nubs were being pulled off of her tits, and that caused her to start squirting while moaning, drooling, and gurgling around the shaft spreading her lips open. “Aaaaaa uuuhhhh iiii” she hummed, squirting onto the couch and bucking her hips wildly, searching for contact in her hot, pulsing cunt.
“You dirty slut!” Dan shouted, slapping her face just hard enough to sting but not to actually hurt her. “You’ve soaked the couch, you cummy little mess,” he scolded her, pulling her up by the nipple clamps until she was face-to-face with him. She was still panting and moaning, trembling as her entire body quivered and small spurts of girlcum trickled out of her. “Now we’ll have to clean that or everyone who ever comes here will smell your slutty pussy on our couch!”
Sammi’s eyes rolled back again and she shot another gush of juice onto the couch. The thought of a new friend or study-buddy, or even one of their parents, sitting on the couch and knowing how much she must have squirted was just so fucking naughty!
“I’m sorry, Dan!” she cried out once her orgasm had subsided somewhat. She wasn’t sorry, but wanted to be punished… “I’m sorry I’m such a little slut! I just squirt all over when you touch me like that. You know just how to set me off and my loose whore cunt gushes for you!”
“I know your juicy pussy overflows every time I remind you what a fucking cumslut you are,” he said calmly, “it’s going to take forever to clean our couch! I’ll have to teach you a lesson…” he trailed off and grabbed Sammi’s tits again, palming her nipples and casin the clamps to twist viciously.
“Oh Dan, please, teach me to be good for you…” she rasped, completely devoted to being his. “What are you going to do, spank me?” She wiggled her firm ass invitingly; they had had some fun before with Dan reddenning her ass and making her squirt every time his palm collided with one of her cheeks. That session had ended with him fucking her tight asshole, causing canlı casino fresh, erotic pain every time his hips slammed into her tender flesh.
“You naughty whore!” he admonished playfully, “you knowing spanking just makes you squirt even more! No, I have something else in mind…” He promptly turned her around and pushed forward on her shoulders, then grabbed the base of her neck and shoved her face into the big, wet stain she had just left on the couch. There were still small puddles of her fluids where it had not been completely absorbed, and that was his main idea.
“Lick it up, slurp your whore juices and smell the mess you just made,” he ordered and she smiled hugely into the fabric of the couch, so he couldn’t see. She was bisexual, and was never shy about sucking a cock that had just been in her dripping pussy – or even her ass – so this was hardly a punishment! However, she knew this was all just a game, so she played along and whimpered.
“Now, I’m going to try to use your sloppy, loose pussy to get myself off while you clean out the couch,” he told her, smacking her ass lightly to emphasize his point. It was not enough to make her squirt, but her pussy did flood all over again, glistening for him and begging to be filled.
“Yes, Dan, please teach my squirty, soaking slut pussy a lesson…” she moaned, then returned to licking up her juices. “Oh yes, baby, RIGHT THERE!” she screamed, feeling his head spread open her lips.
SMACK! A crack rang out as Dan really spanked her this time, causing her to squirt back onto his shaft and shake crazily as she came all over him. The added moisture allowed for him to easily slide the rest of his small cock into her, and his head dragged along her g-spot perfectly, coaxing even more squirt from her.
“Oh baby, ys! Please, fuck me!” she panted, lifting her head and bucking her hips back into him. “Spank my whore ass and make me cuuuummmm!” she shrieked, wracked with tremors as he started to rain spanks down on her quickly-reddening ass.
“You’re so fucking sexy, Sammi,” Dan told her, abandoning the punishment roleplay. It had been fun, but now he wanted to just make her cum without playing games.
“I love your little cock, Dan!” she screamed, her head collapsing back to the couch as her arms failed her. “Please baby, shove your finger up my asshole!”
He quickly complied with her request, and felt her sphincter tightening again and again around his knuckle as he probed her tightest fuck-tunnel. “YES BABY! Oh yes, thank you! I’m your little slut, your fucking ass-whore, and my ass is only yours!” she told him, meaning it. He could share her mouth and tits and pussy with their friends, but her ass belonged to only him and she wanted him to know how much that meant to her.
“After your next orgasm, do you want me to take what’s mine?” he asked her excitedly. He loved fucking her ass! Sharing her was amazing, but it was nice knowing that at least one of her slutty holes was his and his alone.
“YES! Please, baby, fuck my – fuck my – OH MY GOD I’M CUMMING!” she screamed, every muscle in her body tightening as she thrashed on the couch, completely enraptured by the pleasure emanating from her well-fucked cunt. “Please, baby, no more in my pussy…” she panted when she started to come down, “I need you to fuck my ass and fill me with your delicious cum…”
“And what do good sluts do when their asses are full of cum?” he asked playfully.
“Oh yes, Dan, please, let me eat your creamy load out of my own ass…” she begged, wiggling her ass for him invitingly. “Just please fuck me…”
“Do you want me to eat your ass first?” he asked generously, and she nodded with energy while he bent to bring his talented tongue to her rosebud.
“Yes, Dan, I love how your tongue feels in my – yessssss,” she hissed, rocking back and allowing herself to be impaled on his tongue, “yes, right there, baby, I love how you lick my pretty little butt hole…”
“Iii eeelishh” he mumbled, rubbing against her perineal sponge with the rip of his tongue and causing ehr to tremble all over again. “Mmmmmm mmmmm” he hummed, and the vibrations set her off again.
“YES Dan! I love you! Oh yeah, baby, eat my ass!” she purred, her pussy pulsing as she experienced a long, tender anal orgasm on his tongue. “I’m ready, baby,” she panted, “please, fuck my ass, it’s ready for you!”
Dan lifted his head and smiled at her, shuffling forward and lining his cock up at her entrance. “I love your little asshole, baby…” he told her as warmly as he could say such a dirty thing, and then began to press forward, spreading her clenching, puckered hole open around his head.
“FUCK! Oh Dan, your tiny little cock feels so big in my ass!” she wailed, loving how dirty she sounded. “Please, fill me! Make my ass cum again!” He slowly built up a rhythm, thrusting shallowly back and forth and going just a bit deeper each time. Before long, he was bottomed out in her ass, his hips slapping against her butt cheeks on every kaçak casino thrust. She had stopped screaming and moaning and was just hanging her head and trembling, completely overcome with pleasure.
“I want your ass to cum for me, baby,” he told her, reaching around and pulling her chest up so their torsos were parallel, obviously gripping her nipple clamps to do so.
“FUCK, Dan!” she called out, the feeling from her tits snapping her out of her revery. “Yes, baby, I’m going to cum… My ass is going to… My ass is cumming!” she moaned, her sphincter contracting rhythmically on his cock and milking him, goading him closer to release.
“Do you want my cum in your ass, baby?” he asked her, knowing the answer of course but loving to hear her say it.
“YES! Fill my butt with your jizz, babe! I want it dripping out of me! I want to scoop it up and eat it out of my bum!” She started panting and gasping, bouncing with every thrust into her, until she felt his cock start to throb, indicating his pending release.
“Here you go, baby!” he told her triumphantly. “Your ass is going to be so full of my cum!” And he started shooting jet after jet into her, setting her off and causing her body to tremble uncontrollably, squeezing her ass to prevent any from spilling out. She loved it, and wasn’t going to waste any! She let out a wordless howl as she felt the warm wetness stretching her further, and collapsed onto the couch. Her nipples pressed into the fabric again, prolonging her orgasm even further, and she nearly passed out from pleasure.
When they had both settled down, and Samantha had eaten Dan’s cum from her own ass, they were cuddled up on the couch watching TV when there was a knock at the door. Curious, and went to go check it, and then looked confused when he saw nobody through the peephole.
Opening the door to look around, he found a note taped to their door. He grabbed it and walked back inside, sitting next to Sam and putting his arm around her.
“What’s that?” she asked, a little worried it might be a noise complaint.
“It’s an… Invitation,” he laughed, “says ‘you guys sound fun, you should come to our party,’ and lists the apartment above ours and a time this weekend.”
“Huh, um…” she trailed off, not sure what to think.
“I mean maybe they’re hoping you’ll fuck them?” Dan asked, slightly concerned.
“Probably,” giggled Sam, but then looked at him seriously. “But I’m your whore, baby,” she said reassuringly.
“I know, Samantha,” he smiled, hugging her close. “It could be good to meet the neighbors, though…” She nodded in agreement, and they made plans to go to the party that weekend. It could be fun!
That Saturday, Dan and Sam stood by the door of their apartment, nervously checking each other out. Dan was wearing jeans and a tight polo, accentuating his muscular chest and shoulders and screaming “college kid” while being somewhat classy. Sam, by contrast, was wearing a cute little dress, patterned with flowers. The hemline was about mid-thigh, and the neckline swooped low to reveal a tantalizing bit of cleavage.
“I thought you didn’t want the guys to think they had a shot with you?” Dan asked, unsure what this wardrobe choice means.
“No, babe,” she giggled, “I said they don’t have a shot with me. It could be fun to tease them a bit, make you all protective!” she smirked at him. If other guys tried hitting on her, she knew she would really get her asshole destroyed tonight by her boyfriend, and that was reason enough to try to make that happen.
Rolling his eyes at her, Dan held the door open and they went upstairs to the party. When they arrived, a cheerfully buzzed young man maybe a few years older than them opened the door and greeted them. He introduced himself as Bill, and ushered us in to introduce us to people. “Hey everyone! This is Sam and Dan, from downstairs. Yeah, those people from downstairs,” he called to the room, and people laughed and shouted their greetings as well.
Pretty soon, the young couple were chatting and laughing and playing drinking games with the rest of the partygoers, glad to have found this group of friendly people. Everything was going great until Bill, who seemed to be substantially more drunk now, staggered over.
He tried placing his hand firmly on Sam’s ass, and she politely pushed his arm away. “Come on, baby, I wanna piece of that…” he slurred, and reached again.
“Bill, I’d really rather not have you grope me like some perv,” she said rather loudly, drawing the attention of nearby partygoers and more importantly Dan.
“But we heard you!” he said, seeming flustered and looking genuinely confused. “You said you were a slut and a whore! So how come I can’t just…” he reached again, and this time sam turned and slapped him in the face. Dan was on his way over, but Sam caught his eyes and shook her head. She’d handle this without needing her boyfriend to commit any crimes!
Annoyed with their host – she had been having such a good time! – Sam decided to preempt anything like this happening with the other guys. She had caught a good number of them staring at her, which only made sense, but it would be good to make sure nobody got the wrong idea.