A Vow Broken…or Was it ?

By Phyllisroger

Code : M/F, teenage, non-consensual, public sex…exhibitionism

It wouldn't happen these days but when my fellow and I started dating there were different rules : condom were hard to find, virginity was important, passing sex was for ‘ other'citizenry, etc., etc. So it is no surprise that when Brett and I started getting serious we made sanctified promises to each other including :"no sex before spousal relationship"though we loved each former. And, you know, being good kids we stuck to it. I mean, after we began dating he kissed me on our thirdly escort ( another old principle ) and then we graduated to other tinkle, like tits…fifth date…and I had to be persuaded at that…the rest was downhill…or uphill depending on we looked at it..and from then on and it wasn't long before he was in my pants…I did a petty resistance act at first, to tease him…it felt so goodness to induce his hired hand on me there, his fingers slippery…and then I was unzipping him…heavy petting during and after a show at the drive-in…It was the first erect dick I had seen, or stroked or kissed…I learned all about pecker and how to hug, 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 wait until"later'to go ‘ all the way.'Brett ad I were sticking to our mutual vow…barely. I was dire for what the material thing would be like but we had agreed to wait.

One night we were at a political party at a acquaintance's star sign and we girls got to talking…the boys on another side of the room…I told them about my vow with Brett and it got discussed and some of the little girl tittered at that and said we'd really already had sex…just not incursion. Of course of study, his fingers had penetrated my wet snatch and his stiff cock had penetrated my mouth…I loved it when we did that…but no pecker penetrating cunt…and we were proud of that but there it was…the penetration word…we were abstaining from that one, penult, thing…indulging in the rest. Later I told Brett about our conversation and we both agreed to stay on with our vows…meaning : no penetration…most but not all of our emotions were satisfied without that portion. I confess I had impulse beyond what we did…I didn't Tell Brett of my frustrations but I took charge 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 stunt man date and drove to the beach. We had a couplet six packs…we weren't complete prudes…and sat on the sand on cover my girlfriend brought and we were soon drinking, kissing, feeling and all…Brett was under my dress, inside my panties as usual, his finger's breadth setting me on fervour 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 majuscule ? With all the breathing and fingering I didn't card when my girlfriend and her date got up and stood over us…just shadows… My lady friend said :"We're going to induce an intercession for you two lovebirds,"and then her boyfriend announced :"Right here…right now !"I didn't know what to opine or say…

My wooden leg shot together ; I pushed my attire down, Brett stopped what he was doing. I felt threatened."No…"I said,"We're not having an intervention."Her boyfriend 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 stuff is Irish bull !"

It was two early guy rope who were at the company a few week ago…I was shocked and a minuscule scare off. What would happen ? They had planned all this. Did Brett know, too ? My mind was a mess…my physical structure hot…but my mind a mess.

"We're taking burster here, you two idiots. Brett's girl is one hot chick and I've wanted to fuck her myself,"the vocalization in the wickedness said. I tried to see his human face but everything was vestige. And the waves were pounding…the sand in my toes. There was moonshine and cloud and the throbbing of the undulation and my head was throbbing."There's a time for fucking,"he said…"that time is now !"

I started to stand but hired man 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 silent. What an dickhead ! I think he liked the entirely scene…I thought he might even own planned it…"This wasn't my idea, fair,"he said. He was still a suspect ! And now there were hired man, lots of helping hand, holding my wrists above my head and grabbing my legs at the ankles, holding them apart, my dress at my waist, my privates only protected by my wet panties…I was prone and twisted away…they pulled me back."Help !"I said. The waving pounded against the phone of my part."You can't do this ! Stop !"

Brett was outnumbered and helpless at this point. I didn't know what to do…screaming was a waste on that quarantined beach. The Wave were tawdry in my ears…the sky overcast…I couldn't see any stars. No lunation and I was being held by strong guys…my lady friend was no help…she whispered to me :"No one's going to hurt you."Her hired hand were on me ; she pulled up my dress…took down my scanty. I was now open to the world. I was scared…but I knew I wouldn't be hurt…at the spoiled I would get fucked…how bad could it be ? But I wasn't going to be well-off and tried to squirm away."God ! What a body,"one guy said.

"Can't let that passably cunt go to waste,"said another. There was that exciting word…cunt…and it was my cunt…which until a few moment before was wet, hot and excited. Now, I confess, the scene and the hands holding…it was all exciting and my chief pounded.

I was in the firm handle of Guy who were filled with lust…lust for my body…I was pulsing and frightened at it all but, yes, I was also full of lust on the mantle, at the beach, with the auditory sensation of nature…my dead body naked…legs spread…I felt the air cooling system and also exciting me…I squirmed again…then :"I want to get down and lick that thing,"said yet another and I felt a mouth on my little virgin cunt…I flexed…a hot tongue licking up one side and then up the other…a cold nose 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 hands lifted my can cheeks…thumbs spreading me. This had to halt. The air was chill, waves were licking the shoreline…the thrashing of my snatch was continuing. I tried to motivate to one side, then the former, my pegleg being held, and squeezed my slit but the licking…Oh God…that knife ! Hands lifting me up…the licking continued. I couldn't help it and then another slug. I had to let myself go now. My dead body had taken charge.

"She's a strong one, but wet and tasty,"the vox said, between licks…and oh that damned nose lifting my clit…I couldn't supporter it. I just couldn't. It was feeling dependable and I didn't want anyone to know. I was thrashing my principal from side to side…"No…don't"I mumbled. His hand was on my stomach, pulling my peel back…lifting my clit…a nose, a thumb…it was too, too trade good. I couldn't avail myself and lifted for to a greater extent of his wonderful tongue.

His tongue was slipping in me and along my cunt wall as I twisted from side of meat 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 see it. It came again, with the waves,"Uh, UH, UH, OH"I spasmed. The beach was flashy and alive with water rushing in, rushing out ; my belief were rushing the same…my impudence hot, blushing. I hoped they couldn't see me. He pushed on my abdomen, licking harder…in an awful, beautiful rhythm…he was a bastard…all of them…Brett and all of them.

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

I tried once More to squirm away and I slipped from his grasp on my cunt mouth but only briefly as he encircled my wooden leg with his arms, lifting me for serious 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 undecided for his tongue and my other capturer sensing my lecherousness, released my wrists.

My hands went to the head of this licking illegitimate at my waistline and I rode that face…writhing on his mouth as waves were pulsing inside me now. Suddenly he stopped."She's ready guys !"he said…"My tongue's tired ! Christ !"I started to loose a piddling, my wet pussy 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 guys and my girlfriend…but I hadn't cum yet…it had felt good but my organic structure needed finishing…my physical structure was thirsting for the finale but was cooling down rapidly. I said nothing but I was silently begging for more….my cunt was aching…the assuredness air was on my cunt lips..inside I was bursting and hot.

"semen on Brett. We've got her ready…now stop her !"Oh no, I thought : OUR VOWS. I looked up. Brett just stood there…looking at me, the vista, the guys and my girlfriend…I could see her smiling in the tincture. 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 tour at her…she's ready…so let's go."Brett looked at me, at my optic, I looked back…my legs being held and spread out opne…my pussy hot and drippage, my mental state confused and hot…and I do mean HOT ! We loved each other ; we were going to marry some day…why were we putting it off ? I was confused, doubting, questioning my hereafter hubby and his resolve…I laid my mind back, closed my eyes…It was reliable : I was hot, and ready and aching…

"brand up your creative thinker, guy,"it was the spokesperson holding one of my legs. I looked up, Brett looked at me, lying there, about to be ravished by others…or Him…what to do. I shook my chief :"No !"I said. I could see he was weakening. He was so handsome, 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 early, 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."

bit passed…I heard a zipper…zippers ? …and then felt someone getting between my legs…I stared up at the dark sky…my hands over my privates, handwriting taking my wrists exposing me again, pushing them back over my promontory. I felt movement between my leg and a plastered cock poking at me, I looked up at Brett, standing there, looking down….then someone held my wrist, firmly, I was open and ready…more poking at my cunt then spreading my pussy lips…the shadowy physique knelt close…"It's him or me,"said the guy between my legs…"One finally chance…make your choice…him or me…you're gear up and so am I."

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

The waves were loud. I hoped he heard the despair in my voice. I waited. I was numb and closed my eyes again. I didn't have to wait long as I felt a putz Begin teasing my kitty-cat backtalk then moved away..my hired hand still held away from my privates…I felt dizzy, broken. I wanted pricking. I waited. I was so incredibly hot, bequeath, vulnerable…there was more movement on the cover and then

A tool was pressing at me, teasing again, massaging my puffed lips. I kept my eyes shut, listening to the wafture, the prick was playing at me, over and over, and I was hungry for it…I wanted to feel what a real son of a bitch 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 then I wanted hot material body, without my hands guiding it…a cock fucking me, taking control. It was what I had dreamed of on so many nights after heavy kissing 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 real number affair fucking me. I listened to the pounding undulation and wanting my own pounding…that prick was entering me now and I lifted to foregather it.

I was a enwrapped to my consistence, thinker and captors…whoever it was inside me was taking it slow…milking. But wait ! This wasn't my familiar ‘ ladies'size of it, 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 cat released my wrist joint, sensing now my willingness…it was hurting me and I reached for it…my hands were at my waist, smoothing my legs…feeling my hair, my clit…this hot thick cock…I outlined it with my fingernails…I wanted this…opening myself more…they released my legs…my finger's breadth touching on this awful, grand affair that began stroking inside…each time going deeper…hands lifting my bottom…I wanted all of the pricking and stroking and fucking…feeling it locomote in and out of me…"OH !"I exclaimed as he hit into me.

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

Brett was whispering but was he also fucking me ? I wasn't sure. I couldn't tell. I didn't fear about it…I was all senseless and I abandoned myself in lust and was humping on this groovy tool which searched to my mouth, chewing on it as it was in my throat and I went numb. I couldn't breathe, the undulation were swirling on the beach, in my brain, washing through my puss to all of me. My ankles were released, and I was holding this body, this great cock, bucking with it."OH ! OH !"Then the domain went quiet…slowly the wonderful cock softened and withdrew.

I didn't want it to depart and I squeezed to confine it but it slipped out. Then there were former cocks and more cuddling and licking…I had turned on all the guys with my mania ... I was weak and couldn't resist…I wanted more, I did…my cunt ached for more…more and more fuck on the beach, on the blanket, in the dark, I wanted more cock-milking of my body and somebody. My vow had been canceled on the beach that Night and my cunt was a will sinner…I was fucked there on the blanket until I was drained. Brett held my hand and stroked my thighs and then covered me as we lay together, breathing deeply. He was kissing me down now, down from the top. It was unruffled, dark, the tide was receding, the wafture more distant. I put my head on his articulatio humeri and reached to his waist to experience if it was him who was first to have me. It had been so sullen and my lust so intense I wasn't sure. His turncock stiffened with my stroking. I measured it with my hand around it, wondering, but not saying. It felt like that very first rooster but I wasn't an expert.

I just couldn't be certainly and almost didn't charge. I loved Brett and loved all the fucking but I couldn't keep doing this. We had a modified vow. It had been a one nighttime matter. One affair was for sure. I would necessitate a with child dildo. My lady friend would never say who fucked me first. She said :"You're not sure if it was Brett, are you ? Neither am I…it was so dark. Besides, I was off to the slope also being fucked."

"By Brett ?"I asked. She just smiled. Brett was such a SOB but I loved him. Someday I would find out if it was his…the huge beginning cock I mean. I couldn't wait to find out .