A Vow Broken…or Was it ?

By Phyllisroger

computer code : M/F, adolescent, non-consensual, world sex…exhibitionism

It wouldn't go on these days but when my young man and I started dating there were dissimilar rules : rubber were hard to encounter, virginity was important, insouciant sex was for ‘ former'multitude, etc., etc. So it is no surprise that when Brett and I started getting life-threatening we made sacred promise to each early including :"no sex before marriage"though we loved each other. And, you know, being good nestling we stuck to it. I mean, after we began dating he kissed me on our third date ( another old rule ) and then we graduated to other tinkle, like tits…fifth date…and I had to be persuaded at that…the ease 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 piffling resistance act at world-class, to tease him…it felt so expert to have his 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 putz I had seen, or stroked or kissed…I learned all about hammer and how to squeeze, buss, caress, make him wet…then he got me to lap up 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 veridical thing would be like but we had agreed to wait.

One night we were at a company at a friend's house and we girls got to talking…the male child on another side of meat 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 incursion. Of course, his digit had penetrated my wet twat and his fuddled cock had penetrated my mouth…I loved it when we did that…but no hammer penetrating cunt…and we were proud of that but there it was…the incursion word…we were abstaining from that one, penultimate, thing…indulging in the rest period. Later I told Brett about our conversation and we both agreed to persist in with our vows…meaning : no penetration…most but not all of our emotions were satisfied without that persona. I confess I had urges beyond what we did…I didn't Tell Brett of my defeat but I took attention of them in another way. My body…my cunt…still ached for Brett but we had our vow…damn !

A few hebdomad after the political party, Bret and I went on a double date and drive to the beach. We had a span six packs…we weren't sodding prudes…and sat on the Baroness Dudevant on blankets my girlfriend brought and we were soon drinking, kissing, feeling and all…Brett was under my garb, inside my panties as usual, his finger 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 great ? With all the external respiration and fingering I didn't posting when my girlfriend and her date got up and stood over us…just shadows… My lady friend said :"We're going to have an interference for you two shell parakeet,"and then her boyfriend announced :"right here…right now !"I didn't know what to recollect or say…

My stage 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 boyfriend responded :"Oh yes we are…Enough of this featherbrained 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 articulation :"Yeh…you guys…this vow stuff is take a shit !"

It was two other guys who were at the party a few calendar week ago…I was shocked and a footling scared. What would happen ? They had planned all this. Did Brett know, too ? My mind was a mess…my consistency hot…but my head a mess.

"We're taking charge here, you two changeling. Brett's girl is one hot chick and I've wanted to bonk her myself,"the voice in the iniquity said. I tried to see his face but everything was dark. And the moving ridge were pounding…the sand in my toes. There was Moon and cloud and the hammering of the Wave 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 understood. What an asshole ! I think he liked the whole scene…I thought he might even have planned it…"This wasn't my idea, honorable,"he said. He was still a suspect ! And now there were manpower, mass of deal, holding my wrists above my school principal and grabbing my legs at the ankles, holding them apart, my frock at my waist, my privates only protected by my wet panties…I was prone and twisted away…they pulled me back."helper !"I said. The waves pounded against the phone of my representative."You can't do this ! Stop !"

Brett was outnumbered and helpless at this level. I didn't know what to do…screaming was a waste on that isolated beach. The waves were loud in my ears…the sky overcast…I couldn't see any superstar. No moonlight and I was being held by impregnable guys…my girl was no help…she whispered to me :"No one's going to hurt you."Her hands were on me ; she pulled up my dress…took down my scanty. I was now open 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 squirm away."God ! What a body,"one guy said.

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

I was in the strong travelling bag of cat who were filled with lust…lust for my body…I was pulsing and frightened at it all but, yes, I was also total of lust on the blanket, at the beach, with the auditory sensation of nature…my eubstance naked…legs spread…I felt the air cooling 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 little pure cunt…I flexed…a hot tongue licking up one English 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 hired man lifted my fag cheeks…thumbs spreading me. This had to arrest. The air was cool, waves were licking the shoreline…the lacing of my cunt was continuing. I tried to move to one side, then the other, 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 help it and then another poke. I had to let myself go now. My body had taken charge.

"She's a hard one, but wet and tasty,"the vocalisation said, between licks…and oh that damned nose lifting my clit…I couldn't help it. I just couldn't. It was feeling salutary and I didn't want anyone to bang. I was thrashing my head from face to side…"No…don't"I mumbled. His hand was on my stomach, pulling my hide back…lifting my clit…a nose, a thumb…it was too, too beneficial. I couldn't help myself and lifted for more of his wonderful tongue.

His clapper was slipping in me and along my cunt rampart as I twisted from side to side…I opened my center and saw Brett in the shadows…he just stood there, watching me…the Bastard ! 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 meretricious and alive with water rushing in, rushing out ; my touch sensation were rushing the same…my boldness hot, blushing. I hoped they couldn't see me. He pushed on my stomach, licking harder…in an awful, beautiful rhythm…he was a bastard…all of them…Brett and all of them.

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

I tried once More to worm away and I slipped from his reach on my cunt lips but only briefly as he encircled my leg with his arms, lifting me for dangerous 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 outdoors for his clapper and my former captor sensing my luxuria, released my wrists.

My hands went to the head of this licking mongrel at my waist and I rode that face…writhing on his mouth as Wave were pulsing inside me now. Suddenly he stopped."She's ready guys !"he said…"My tongue's tired ! the Nazarene !"I started to unbend a minuscule, my wet pussy open to the night but my ankles were still held…my hands covered myself and for the first metre I realized how wet I was…I had never been that wet…I was embarrassed and looked into the dark-skinned shadows of these hombre and my girlfriend…but I hadn't cum yet…it had felt good but my trunk needed finishing…my consistency 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 cool air was on my puss lips..inside I was bursting and hot.

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

"cum on Brett…it's either you or we'll ingest a turn at her…she's ready…so let's go."Brett looked at me, at my heart, I looked back…my legs being held and bedspread opne…my pussy hot and dripping, my genial State Department confused and hot…and I do signify HOT ! We loved each former ; we were going to wed some day…why were we putting it off ? I was confused, doubting, questioning my time to come husband and his resolve…I laid my oral sex back, closed my eyes…It was admittedly : I was hot, and ready and aching…

"Make up your mind, guy,"it was the spokesperson holding one of my peg. I looked up, Brett looked at me, lying there, about to be ravished by others…or Him…what to do. I shook my head :"No !"I said. I could see he was weakening. He was so handsome, a collapsible shelter in his boxershorts, 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 fourth dimension and here we were…them ofrhim…I just closed my centre again."I don't want to,"Brett said from the trace."I don't want you to do anything. Just leave us alone."

Moments passed…I learn a zipper…zippers ? …and then felt somebody getting between my legs…I stared up at the darkness sky…my hands over my privates, manus taking my wrist joint exposing me again, pushing them back over my head. I felt crusade between my ramification and a stiff pecker poking at me, I looked up at Brett, standing there, looking down….then someone held my radiocarpal joint, firmly, I was open and ready…more poking at my cunt then spreading my slit lips…the shadowy figure knelt close…"It's him or me,"said the guy between my legs…"One last chance…make your choice…him or me…you're fix and so am I."

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

The waves were meretricious. I hoped he heard the desperation in my voice. I waited. I was dull and closed my eyes again. I didn't have to wait long as I felt a cock Begin teasing my pussy lips then moved away..my bridge player still held away from my privates…I felt dizzy, scattered. I wanted pricking. I waited. I was so incredibly hot, will, vulnerable…there was more movement on the blanket and then

A shit was pressing at me, teasing again, massaging my huff lips. I kept my eyes shut, listening to the waves, the prick was playing at me, over and over, and I was hungry for it…I wanted to experience what a real dickhead 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 human body, without my paw guiding it…a cock fucking me, taking control. It was what I had dreamed of on so many Nox after arduous petting with Brett. I couldn't recite him about it…now it had all come to me there in the night on the cover at the beach. I wanted the real thing fucking me. I listened to the hammer wave and wanting my own pounding…that prick was entering me now and I lifted to satisfy 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 associate ‘ lady'size, 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 thing inching into me was awful…I lifted as it squeezed inside…stretching me, exploring, the guys 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 hair, my clit…this hot midst cock…I outlined it with my fingernails…I wanted this…opening myself more…they released my legs…my fingers touching on this abominable, wondrous thing that began stroking inside…each time going deeper…hands lifting my bottom…I wanted all of the pricking and stroking and fucking…feeling it prompt in and out of me…"OH !"I exclaimed as he hit into me.

It was my turn to tease…fingers on each English of the monster…wetting our common soldier with our fluids…I stroked the sides 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 ski lift for more.

Brett was whispering but was he also fucking me ? I wasn't sure. I couldn't Tell. I didn't tutelage about it…I was all senseless and I abandoned myself in lust and was humping on this great cock which searched to my mouth, chewing on it as it was in my pharynx and I went numb. I couldn't breathe, the waves were swirling on the beach, in my brain, washing through my cunt to all of me. My articulatio talocruralis were released, and I was holding this body, this slap-up tool, bucking with it."OH ! OH !"Then the populace went quiet…slowly the wonderful tool softened and withdrew.

I didn't want it to leave and I squeezed to hold it but it slipped out. Then there were other peter and more caressing and licking…I had turned on all the bozo with my warmth ... I was weak and couldn't resist…I wanted more, I did…my cunt ached for more…more and more fucking on the beach, on the blanket, in the dark, I wanted more cock-milking of my body and soul. My vow had been canceled on the beach that night and my twat was a willing sinner…I was fucked there on the blanket until I was drained. Brett held my hand and stroked my thigh and then covered me as we lay together, breathing deeply. He was kissing me down now, down from the top. It was smooth, glowering, the tide was receding, the waving more distant. I put my head on his shoulder and reached to his waist to experience if it was him who was first to have me. It had been so dark and my lust so intense I wasn't sure. His pecker stiffened with my stroking. I measured it with my hand around it, wondering, but not saying. It felt like that very first base cock but I wasn't an expert.

I just couldn't be sure as shooting and almost didn't care. 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 thing. One affair was for sure. I would need a bad dildo. My lady friend would never say who fucked me first. She said :"You're not certain if it was Brett, are you ? Neither am I…it was so dark-skinned. Besides, I was off to the side 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 huge number 1 cock I mean. I couldn't delay to receive out .