House Slut - S01 E120

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House Slut - S01 E120

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 120

After the last man seemed to be done the room fell quiet and Tegan wondered if they’d all left to recharge for another round. She felt raw and sore inside, and her body ached from being restrained for so long. Candy, who had stayed by her side, fed her some water from a bottle which she gratefully accepted, as she was feeling quite parched.

“How you going, babe?” Candy enquired softly.

“Exhausted. I’m really feeling this one.” Tegan sighed. “I don’t suppose you know how much longer…?” she trailed off.

“Jackson was pretty vague on that. Until everyone has had enough, I guess.”

“What brings you here?” Tegan said, changing the subject as a distraction from her ordeal.

“I go where James goes.” Candy answered, confirming Tegan’s assumption. Candy slid off the bed and seemed to get on her knees at the foot of the bed. Tegan let out a gentle sigh as Candy experimentally started to lick her tired pussy. Her soft tongue was very soothing as it lazily explored her folds, like a relaxing spa for her cunt.

After a few minutes a voice near the door cracked the air unexpectedly, making Tegan jolt out of the daze she had fallen into from Candy’s soothing oral attention.

“Is she ready?” Jackson asked.

“As she’ll ever be.” Candy answered.

“Wha-?” Tegan interjected half dreamily, but she was cut off as Jackson sat down on the bed next to her and pulled the gag back into her mouth. In any case got her answer very quickly. She felt the tips of Candy’s fingers, coated with a layer of lube, begin to push into her vagina entrance and she let out a muffled groan of protest as she realised what Candy was about to do.

Candy pressed one hand down on Tegan’s pubis and used her thumb to play with her clit as she pushed with her other hand, working her fingers inside up to the knuckles. Tegan let out a shrill groan and bit down on her gag as the widest part of the other woman’s hand forced its way into her and squeezed her eyes shut, struggling as her knuckles cleared the tightest section, suddenly balling her hand into a fist and plunging it in deep, stretching her open all the way up to her cervix.

Once she was in all the way she began to move, not so much in and out but moving her arm back and forth, the walls of Tegan’s vagina gripping onto the large irregular object lodged inside her. This was not Tegan’s first time with a fist inside her, but until now she did not consider herself to have been ‘fisted’ in the sense she understood it, but that was in the process of changing as Candy relentlessly pistoned her fist inside her.

Jackson lay down and whispered into her ear.

“I’ve always wanted to see you like this,” he confessed “I used to dream about you being fucked again and again, being forced to do things you never thought possible. I haven’t taken my turn with you yet, I wanted to save myself for last, then fuck your sloppy, loose little cunt.”

“Nngh.” Was Tegan’s only possible reply, though it could easily have been in response to Jackson’s comment or just the fact that Candy was pumping her fist inside her.

After a couple of minutes of intense fisting, Candy finally withdrew her hand from Tegan. Tegan expected that Jackson would now take his turn, making good on his statement, but instead she felt Candy spread her pussy lips with one hand and place the top of her fist up against her. She bit down on the gag expecting her to push it in again, but instead what happened felt quite peculiar. It took her a moment to visualise what was occurring but it seemed that Candy was using her hand to make a tight ring, and one of the men was fucking her hand, with just the tip of his cock sliding into her ruined pussy hole.

Aided by Candy’s hand as she muttered dirty talk, urging them to “dump their load” and “cream this bitch”, it didn’t take long and she felt a warm spray shoot into her. The next guy hot swapped in, and then the next, and the next, until all six of them had gone again with the combination handjob/pussy fuck. She could feel the mix of her juices, semen and lube trickling down her ass.

Finally, after the last guy finished, Jackson got off the bed and took his place. He groaned in satisfaction as his straining hardon plunged into her slippery depths, gliding effortlessly into her messy bucket. He pounded her with reckless enthusiasm, gripping her throat with one hand and started smacking her tits with the other, eliciting a constant stream of gasps of whimpers from her as he used her, and somewhere in the mayhem another orgasm overwhelmed her, leaving her on the verge of passing out, but Jackson showed no signs of slowing.

Although his anticipation had built up over the course of the evening, it still seemed to take a long time before she heard the telltale rumblings in Jackson’s throat that he was getting close, then abruptly and without warning or slowing down he slipped out of her pussy and slid his cock into her ass, his flared purple head easily pushing through the swollen ring of muscles as he buried himself up to the hilt in a single stroke. She felt his cock pulse over and over, seeming to shoot a neverending stream into her bowel.

In a small way she felt betrayed as Jackson had promised no more anal tonight, but technically he had only said the guys wouldn’t… she imagined he deliberately excluded himself for the purpose of this big finish. On the upside, that meant that this was over.

Jackson pulled out and stepped back, surveying his handiwork with satisfaction then she heard him address the others.

“Great work guys. Candy, if you could deal with the mess?” he said airily and she heard Jackson and the other men shuffle out of the room as Candy began to untie the restraints holding Tegan in her vulnerable, exposed position. As Tegan unfolded from her human pretzel shape she could hardly move and simply sprawled across the end of the bed, too tired to even remove her mask. Once the last of the rope and the gag was untied from her, Candy got between her legs again and began to clean her aching pussy with her mouth again.

“What’re you doing?” Tegan asked, weakly.

“Sorry, couldn’t help myself.” Candy said slyly, then crawled up Tegan’s body, her heavy tits dragging along Tegan’s slender, prone body. Tegan was only slightly surprised to discover Candy was naked. Candy lifted the blindfold off Tegan’s face and threw it aside, kissing her on the lips for a long time. Tegan was almost, but not quite, too exhausted to reciprocate.

“How you doing?” Candy asked pleasantly.

“I’m not gonna lie, that was rough.”

“Are you ok?”

“I think so.”

“That was so fucking hot.” Candy murmured, pushing herself up and straddling Tegan’s waist. “James and I have hosted gang bangs before but nothing that extreme.”

Tegan just smiled weakly, instinctively she found her hands resting on Candy’s hips.

“I just hope things go back to normal down there.” Tegan mused.

“Oh, you’ll be fine. Don’t worry.” Candy assured her.

They were silent for awhile.

“I never knew Jackson was so… raw. I mean he always wanted to get me to do… you know, sharing stuff. But this…” Tegan took a deep breath then let it out slowly, she could feel some emotions bubbling to the surface.

“From what I understand you gave Jackson the impression he could do anything he wanted this weekend. So he went all out. Nothing off the table.”

“That’s true.”

“Do you regret that?”

“No.” Tegan said firmly, and knew she meant it. She was already feeling better.

“Jackson and James said I could sleep over tonight.”

“I don’t know how much fun I’ll be, if I’m being honest.”

“I know. I doubt the guys have any juice left tonight anyway. But I’m just gonna hang out, and in exchange for including us tonight, James is letting you and Jackson have me tomorrow.”

To Be Continued...