A Vow Broken…or Was it ?

By Phyllisroger

codification : M/F, adolescent, non-consensual, public sex…exhibitionism

It wouldn't go on these daytime but when my boyfriend and I started dating there were different rules : safety were voiceless to find, virginity was important, casual sex was for ‘ former'mass, etc., etc. So it is no surprisal that when Brett and I started getting serious we made sacred promise to each other including :"no sex before marriage"though we loved each early. And, you know, being good kids we stuck to it. I mean, after we began dating he kissed me on our third day of the month ( another old regulation ) and then we graduated to other tings, like tits…fifth date…and I had to be persuaded at that…the rest was downhill…or rising depending on we looked at it..and from then on and it wasn't long before he was in my pants…I did a little electric resistance act at first, to tease apart him…it felt so skillful to let his hand on me there, his finger's breadth slippery…and then I was unzipping him…heavy petting during and after a show at the drive-in…It was the first erect rooster I had seen, or stroked or kissed…I learned all about cocks and how to squeeze, snog, caress, make him wet…then he got me to lick him. He showed me all about my body but we still kept our promised to waitress until"later'to go ‘ all the way.'Brett ad I were sticking to our mutual vow…barely. I was despairing for what the very thing would be like but we had agreed to wait.

One Night we were at a political party at a ally's house and we daughter got to talking…the male child on another side of the room…I told them about my vow with Brett and it got discussed and some of the girls tittered at that and said we'd really already had sex…just not penetration. Of path, his fingers had penetrated my wet cunt and his stiff cock had penetrated my mouth…I loved it when we did that…but no rooster penetrating cunt…and we were proud of that but there it was…the incursion word…we were abstaining from that one, penultima, thing…indulging in the residue. Later I told Brett about our conversation and we both agreed to continue with our vows…meaning : no penetration…most but not all of our emotions were satisfied without that part. I confess I had impulse beyond what we did…I didn't tell Brett of my frustrations but I took care of them in another way. My body…my cunt…still ached for Brett but we had our vow…damn !

A few weeks after the party, Bret and I went on a double date and ride to the beach. We had a couple six packs…we weren't complete prudes…and sat on the Sand on blankets my lady friend brought and we were soon drinking, kissing, feeling and all…Brett was under my wearing apparel, inside my panties as usual, his fingers setting me on fire and my girlfriend getting played with by her boyfriend near me and she was also breathing hard. I looked over at her and she at me…we smiled. Isn't the beach smashing ? With all the ventilation and fingering I didn't poster when my lady friend and her particular date got up and stood over us…just shadows… My lady friend said :"We're going to have an treatment for you two budgereegah,"and then her beau announced :"Right here…right now !"I didn't know what to think or say…

My ramification shot together ; I pushed my dress down, Brett stopped what he was doing. I felt threatened."No…"I said,"We're not having an intervention."Her swain responded :"Oh yes we are…Enough of this silly vow you two have…it's all ridiculous."

I didn't know what else to say. I just looked at Brett, kneeling beside me and he was nonplussed…there was another voice :"Yeh…you guys…this vow clobber is shit !"

It was two other guys who were at the party a few weeks ago…I was shocked and a little scared. What would befall ? They had planned all this. Did Brett know, too ? My judgment was a mess…my body hot…but my intellect a mess.

"We're taking charge here, you two half-wit. Brett's girl is one hot chick and I've wanted to fuck her myself,"the vocalism in the dark said. I tried to see his human face but everything was phantom. And the wave were pounding…the sand in my toes. There was moonshine and swarm and the hammering of the waves and my head was throbbing."There's a metre for fucking,"he said…"that time is now !"

I started to stand but hands pushed me back down on the blanket…holding me there…and…"we saw what you were doing with your boyfriend…you were all over each other…it's time to finish up what you started !"I was scared and looked at Brett, still beside me, asking :"What do we do now ?"

I was looking for help but Brett was dumb. What an asshole ! I think he liked the wholly scene…I thought he might even have planned it…"This wasn't my idea, true,"he said. He was still a suspect ! And now there were helping hand, muckle of hands, holding my wrists above my question and grabbing my legs at the mortise joint, holding them apart, my frock at my waistline, my genitals only protected by my wet panties…I was prone and twisted away…they pulled me back."Help !"I said. The wave pounded against the sound of my articulation."You can't do this ! halt !"

Brett was outnumbered and helpless at this stop. I didn't know what to do…screaming was a waste on that detached beach. The wave were cheap in my ears…the sky overcast…I couldn't see any virtuoso. No moonlight and I was being held by strong guys…my girlfriend was no help…she whispered to me :"No one's going to hurt you."Her manus were on me ; she pulled up my dress…took down my panty. I was now undefendable to the man. I was scared…but I knew I wouldn't be hurt…at the worst I would get fucked…how bad could it be ? But I wasn't going to be easy and tried to twist away."God ! What a body,"one guy said.

"Can't let that pretty cunt go to waste,"said another. There was that exciting word…cunt…and it was my cunt…which until a few moments before was wet, hot and rouse. Now, I confess, the scene and the hired man holding…it was all exciting and my head pounded.

I was in the loyal grip of guys who were filled with lust…lust for my body…I was pulsing and frightened at it all but, yes, I was also full of lustfulness on the cover, at the beach, with the sound of nature…my physical structure naked…legs spread…I felt the air temperature reduction and also exciting me…I squirmed again…then :"I want to get down and lick that matter,"said yet another and I felt a mouth on my trivial virginal cunt…I flexed…a hot clapper licking up one side and then up the other…a cold nuzzle moving on my clit…it stiffened and I squirmed again but this time, spontaneously, it felt so good…I fought the feeling…didn't want to respond but I did. I dug my bottom into the blanket but two handwriting lifted my hindquarters cheeks…thumbs spreading me. This had to block up. The air was cool, wave were licking the shoreline…the licking of my snatch was continuing. I tried to propel to one side of meat, then the early, my legs being held, and squeezed my pussy but the licking…Oh God…that tongue ! Hands lifting me up…the licking continued. I couldn't helper it and then another salt lick. I had to let myself go now. My body had taken charge.

"She's a surd one, but wet and tasty,"the voice said, between licks…and oh that damned nose lifting my clit…I couldn't assistant it. I just couldn't. It was feeling good and I didn't want anyone to sleep with. I was thrashing my head from side to side…"No…don't"I mumbled. His deal was on my stomach, pulling my peel back…lifting my clit…a nose, a thumb…it was too, too well. I couldn't help myself and lifted for more of his wonderful tongue.

His natural language was slipping in me and along my cunt walls as I twisted from slope to side…I opened my eyes and saw Brett in the shadows…he just stood there, watching me…the whoreson ! But what could he do ? I hated him at that moment…he could at least ‘ TRY'to do something…we could run to the…"uh, unh, uh"my body said to me and I tried not to hear it. It came again, with the waves,"Uh, UH, UH, OH"I spasmed. The beach was loud and live with urine rushing in, rushing out ; my feelings were rushing the same…my cheeks hot, blushing. I hoped they couldn't see me. He pushed on my stomach, licking harder…in an awed, beautiful rhythm…he was a bastard…all of them…Brett and all of them.

"You wet bitch,"the licker said…looking up…"You are so fucking wet !"It was true…I was.

I tried once more to squirm away and I slipped from his grasp on my cunt lip but only briefly as he encircled my legs with his weapon system, lifting me for unplayful tonguing…I was captured…no way out…"UH, OH !"but I was not getting away fro him this time. I was in lust…wanting this violation…and lifted now, arching open for his tongue and my other captor sensing my lustfulness, released my wrists.

My hands went to the brain of this licking cocksucker at my waist and I rode that face…writhing on his mouth as moving ridge were pulsing inside me now. Suddenly he stopped."She's ready guy rope !"he said…"My tongue's tired ! Jesus !"I started to slack a little, my wet snatch open to the night but my ankle joint were still held…my hands covered myself and for the first time I realized how wet I was…I had never been that wet…I was embarrassed and looked into the dark shadows of these bozo and my girlfriend…but I hadn't cum yet…it had felt good but my consistence needed finishing…my torso was thirsting for the finale but was cooling down rapidly. I said zippo but I was silently begging for more….my cunt was aching…the coolheaded air was on my puss lips..inside I was bursting and hot.

"Come on Brett. We've got her ready…now land up her !"Oh no, I thought : OUR VOWS. I looked up. Brett just stood there…looking at me, the scene, the guys and my girlfriend…I could see her smiling in the shadows. Brett and I had our vows, after all…it was sacred to me and to him…they couldn't be broken…or could they ?

"Come on Brett…it's either you or we'll take a turn of events at her…she's ready…so let's go."Brett looked at me, at my oculus, I looked back…my ramification being held and gap opne…my pussy hot and drippage, my mental State confused and hot…and I do mean HOT ! We loved each former ; we were going to marry some day…why were we putting it off ? I was confused, doubting, questioning my time to come hubby and his resolve…I laid my head back, closed my eyes…It was dead on target : I was hot, and ready and aching…

"Make up your mind, guy,"it was the vocalization holding one of my leg. I looked up, Brett looked at me, lying there, about to be ravished by others…or Him…what to do. I shook my nous :"No !"I said. I could see he was weakening. He was so bighearted, a tent in his shorts, I wanted him so much…"What can I do honey ?"he said."It's either them or me. You love me, don't you ?"I froze. No motion. We had promised each other, several times and here we were…them ofrhim…I just closed my eyes again."I don't want to,"Brett said from the shadow."I don't want you to do anything. Just leave us alone."

Moments passed…I heard a zipper…zippers ? …and then felt somebody getting between my legs…I stared up at the night sky…my hands over my privates, manus taking my carpus exposing me again, pushing them back over my foreland. I felt movement between my legs and a pie-eyed cock poking at me, I looked up at Brett, standing there, looking down….then person held my wrists, firmly, I was outdoors and ready…more poking at my cunt then spreading my cunt lips…the shadowy physique knelt close…"It's him or me,"said the guy between my legs…"One final chance…make your choice…him or me…you're ready and so am I."

I looked at him and then at Brett…"Brett,"I cried…"Please help me."

The waves were loudly. I hoped he heard the desperation in my representative. I waited. I was numb and closed my eyes again. I didn't have to wait long as I felt a tool begin teasing my puss rim then moved away..my hands still held away from my privates…I felt dizzy, disconcert. I wanted pricking. I waited. I was so incredibly hot, uncoerced, vulnerable…there was more movement on the blanket and then

A shaft was pressing at me, teasing again, massaging my puffed lips. I kept my centre shut, listening to the wafture, the peter was playing at me, over and over, and I was hungry for it…I wanted to feel what a real shit was like inside me…not just one of my dildos I enjoyed…I had never told Brett I had cheated on him with dildos…we had a vow…dildos didn't violate the vow did they ? right wing then I wanted hot flesh, without my hands guiding it…a cock fucking me, taking ascendancy. It was what I had dreamed of on so many Nox after heavy necking with Brett. I couldn't tell him about it…now it had all come to me there in the Night on the mantle at the beach. I wanted the existent thing fucking me. I listened to the pounding Wave and wanting my own pounding…that prick was entering me now and I lifted to meet it.

I was a captive to my body, mind and captors…whoever it was inside me was taking it slow…milking. But wait ! This wasn't my familiar ‘ ladies'sizing, for personal use, my dildo toy…this was hot…and big…BIG…it was stretching me like never before…it would fit, wouldn't it ? My personal dildo was slender, delicate…this affair inching into me was awful…I lifted as it squeezed inside…stretching me, exploring, the Guy released my wrists, sensing now my willingness…it was hurting me and I reached for it…my hands were at my waist, smoothing my legs…feeling my pilus, my clit…this hot thick cock…I outlined it with my fingernails…I wanted this…opening myself more…they released my legs…my finger touching on this awful, wonderful thing that began stroking inside…each clock time going deeper…hands lifting my bottom…I wanted all of the prick and stroke and fucking…feeling it move in and out of me…"OH !"I exclaimed as he hit into me.

It was my bit to tease…fingers on each side of the monster…wetting our buck private with our fluids…I stroked the position of his tool…balls hitting me. I was churning from side to side…his hint on me. Brett was at my ear, whispering"I don't want this. I love you darling."I could only grunt and maunder and lift for more.

Brett was whispering but was he also fucking me ? I wasn't sure. I couldn't William Tell. I didn't care about it…I was all senseless and I abandoned myself in lust and was humping on this groovy puppet which searched to my mouth, chewing on it as it was in my throat and I went numb. I couldn't breathe, the waving were swirling on the beach, in my brain, washing through my bitch to all of me. My ankles were released, and I was holding this trunk, this heavy dick, bucking with it."OH ! OH !"Then the world went quiet…slowly the marvellous prick softened and withdrew.

I didn't want it to leave behind and I squeezed to hold it but it slipped out. Then there were other cock and Sir Thomas More kissing and licking…I had turned on all the guy with my passions ... I was weak and couldn't resist…I wanted more, I did…my slit ached for more…more and more fucking on the beach, on the blanket, in the dark, I wanted more cock-milking of my soundbox and soul. My vow had been canceled on the beach that night and my snatch was a willing sinner…I was fucked there on the mantle until I was drained. Brett held my hand and stroked my second joint and then covered me as we lay together, breathing deeply. He was kissing me down now, down from the top. It was placidity, nighttime, the tide was receding, the waves more removed. I put my fountainhead on his shoulder and reached to his waistline to feel if it was him who was first to have me. It had been so drear and my lust so vivid I wasn't sure. His rooster stiffened with my stroke. I measured it with my hand around it, wondering, but not saying. It felt like that very first cock but I wasn't an expert.

I just couldn't be sure and almost didn't care. I loved Brett and loved all the nookie but I couldn't restrain doing this. We had a modified vow. It had been a one Night thing. One thing was for sure. I would need a heavy dildo. My girlfriend would never say who fucked me first. She said :"You're not sure as shooting if it was Brett, are you ? Neither am I…it was so dark. Besides, I was off to the position also being fucked."

"By Brett ?"I asked. She just smiled. Brett was such a bastard but I loved him. Someday I would find out if it was his…the immense starting time cock I mean. I couldn't time lag to discover out .