hiii

The voice is silky smooth as it slips into my ears. I know I need to respond and so I reach into my mind for the simple word that will keep this this glorious amalgam of pain and pleasure from stopping.

A particularly rough thrust forces a choked groan from my throat and he chuckles before kissing my shoulder.

“That’s not a color silly”

I reach for the word, it’s right there. I can taste it on the back of my throat.

Green. Please keep going.

The thrusts start to slow.

Green. I need it.

His warm hand begins to rub the small of my back.

Green. Don’t stop!

He starts to pull out of me. No longer thrusting at all.

Green. Green. GREEN. But it won’t come out. I know what it is I know what I need but it’s stuck inside my head. The word caught in my brain unable to make it to my mouth.

I scrabble to put my hand on some available piece of skin before he pulls out entirely, and quickly tap out ‘shave-and-a-hair-cut’ against his hip.

A pause.

Then-

“Good”

I sigh in relief as he presses back into me, taking the use of our signal as confirmation.

“Can you show me our safe signal baby” he says between soft kisses pressed against the nape of my neck.

Three firm taps to his hip.

“Very good”

I preen under the praise, sighing out my pleasure as he starts to fuck me again. Quickly ramping back up to the brutal pace he had been setting before. My cunt spasms at the intense stimulation, and I wail some ridiculous sound out as he fucks me deep.

I can feel the pleasure radiating out from my core, his fingers on my cock sending sparks radiating through my body. I can feel the trembling start in my fingertips and I guess he can see it too because I feel him smile the next time he presses his lips against me, just below my ear.

“You like that? Huh? Does my cock make you feel good”

I whine at the dark husky tone in his voice trying to express how good he feels. The tremors in my fingertips start to intensify and he growls.

“Feeling good? Gonna stim for me baby?”

I whine helplessly, a bit embarrassed but none the less driven into a heightened state of sensation, before my fingers start tapping relentlessly at my palms.

“Good”

With friends

To have a group of male best friends who I genuinely love and see as pals

We hang out normally all the time

But if one of them gets a little horny

Or if they need to take their anger out

They come into my house unannounced and fuck me senseless

We have cute video game and pizza dates as a friend group, but they slip something into my drink, and I wake up to them acting casual as if nothing happened and a dull ache between my legs

They always let me hit the blunt as much as i want because they know when I get high I basically become a sex servant

I want to be sat on the couch with all of them and one of them announces that he’s taking me to another room to fuck me, and no one bats an eye

They’re protective over me like brothers because my pussy belongs to them

I send them pictures of every outfit I wear incase one of them wants to use me in it