Page 55 of Slippery When Wet


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My pussy tingles.

Without thought, I lick my lips. “Yes.”

In one swift motion, she rips open my dress. “Take this off. You’re here to fuck, bitch. Not look pretty. You want to be dominated, huh, you dirty slut?”

Let the games begin!

My pussy clenches. “Yes. Give it to me dirty, boo.”

In one swift motion, her hand is around my throat and I have to quickly remind myself that this is all an act. That it’s all part of the script. “I’m not your boo, slut!”

Orange Mask snatches my dress down off my shoulders, then looks inside at the designer name. “Oh, this stuck-up bitch is a label whore.”

Red Mask lets go of my throat. “Mmmph. We’ll have to make sure she’s fucked even harder then.”

Orange Mask balls up the four-hundred-dollar garment, then tosses it in my face. She yanks me by the arm. My heartbeat quickens as she slaps my right breast nipple, the sudden sting shooting straight to my clit. She slaps my left nipple.

I bite down on my bottom lip, and moan. She cups my left breast, then my right, gripping my nipples with her fingers. She pulls my left nipple, twists it, stretches it while pinching my right one.

My body shivers.

“Mmmm.”

Red Mask catches me off-guard, grabbing me by the throat again. This time her nails sink into my skin. “You like it rough, huh, slut?”

She is not hurting me, but she is choking me hard enough so that I am starting to get lightheaded. Unable to speak I nod my head. She loosens her grip, but keeps her eyes locked on mine. She leans in and bites down on my top lip.

My cunt vibrates.

“Being treated like a whore makes your pussy wet, doesn’t it? I hear you want to be gang-banged, is that right?”

“Y-yes,” I push out as she rams a finger into my still wet cunt. She stirs my pussy. A moan escapes me.

Red Mask withdraws her finger, shoving it up to my lips. “Suck it like it’s a dick, bitch.” My lips part and she rams her finger in. My mouth closes around it, then sucks. Her finger pushes in and out of my mouth as if it’s a dick fucking a wet pussy. My mouth waters and drools as my tongue laps around her knuckles.

Oh how I love the taste of my pussy.

“Spread your legs, bitch,” Orange Mask says in back of me, pressing a thigh between my legs and nudging them apart. She places her dick between my legs and tells me to close my thighs. She pumps her hips. Her smooth, red cock glides over my pussy lips. She reaches around and cups my breasts. “I wanna coat my dick with your juices before I fuck you.”

I blink, trying to adjust my eyes to the fog-filled room.

The rest of the house is in half darkness. I don’t see anyone else. But coming from another room the space is filled with what sounds to be the lascivious sounds of women sucking and licking on pussies—wet and hungry. In my mind’s eye, cum-coated fingers are flicking over slippery clits. I think I hear low moans of pleasure. But can’t be for sure. Maybe it’s all in my head. My mind is racing a mile a minute with all sorts of salacious thoughts. Still, so far, it is everything I imagine it would be—and I’m hoping even more. At least that is what my imagination leads me to believe.

Red Mask steps in closer. “Don’t worry. The others are warming up for you. Right now we are simply preparing you for what’s to come.” I can feel the sexual heat of the two women pressing against me. They have me sandwiched in between them. Orange Mask’s dick continues teasing my pussy lips, taunting my cunt as she slowly slides back and forth on it. I wish she’d ram it in me already. But she doesn’t. I don’t know how much of this sweet torture I can take before I explode.

Red Mask’s delicate hand slinks between my legs and she rubs my throbbing clit. My legs part slightly to her touch. She toys in my cunt, then pulls back.

Orange Mask steps back, her dick leaving the warm, wet space between my legs.

“Suck my dick,” she demands in a husky voice, snatching me by the arm and spinning me around to face her. She whirls me around so fast I almost get whiplash. “I want your cum-hungry lips on my dick. You like sucking dick?”

“Yes,” I whisper. “Love it.”

“Then suck my shit like you love it, you dirty little cock whore.”

I reach for her dick. My fist slides up and down her shaft, pressing the base into her clit with every stroke. I bend over. Lick the head and run my tongue around it, tasting myself all over it. I work the length of her into my mouth, down into my throat, rubbing my pussy as my jaws clench around her shaft. Her cock slides smoothly, wetly, in and out, in and out.

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