A Vow Broken…or Was it ?

By Phyllisroger

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

It wouldn't occur these days but when my young man and I started dating there were different rules : condoms were hard to retrieve, virginity was significant, perfunctory sex was for ‘ other'masses, etc., etc. So it is no surprise that when Brett and I started getting unplayful we made hallowed promises 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 appointment ( another old rule ) and then we graduated to other ting, 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 little resistance act at first, to fluff him…it felt so good to own his mitt on me there, his fingerbreadth slippery…and then I was unzipping him…heavy petting during and after a show at the drive-in…It was the first set up stopcock I had seen, or stroked or kissed…I learned all about peter and how to hug, kiss, caress, make him wet…then he got me to cream him. He showed me all about my consistency but we still kept our promised to wait until"later'to go ‘ all the way.'Brett ad I were sticking to our reciprocal vow…barely. I was desperate for what the real affair would be like but we had agreed to wait.

One night we were at a party at a booster's house 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 girls tittered at that and said we'd really already had sex…just not penetration. Of course, his digit had penetrated my wet twat and his unwavering 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 penetration word…we were abstaining from that one, penultimate, thing…indulging in the remainder. 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 itch beyond what we did…I didn't tell Brett of my frustration but I took caution 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 ram to the beach. We had a duet six packs…we weren't everlasting prudes…and sat on the backbone on blankets my girlfriend brought and we were soon drinking, kissing, feeling and all…Brett was under my dress, inside my panties as usual, his fingers setting me on firing and my girlfriend getting played with by her fellow near me and she was also breathing hard. I looked over at her and she at me…we smiled. Isn't the beach expectant ? With all the ventilation and fingering I didn't placard when my girlfriend and her date got up and stood over us…just shadows… My girlfriend said :"We're going to have an intervention for you two lovebirds,"and then her beau announced :"right here…right now !"I didn't know what to think or say…

My peg guesswork 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 stuff is diddly-shit !"

It was two other guy who were at the party a few weeks ago…I was shocked and a fiddling frighten off. What would happen ? They had planned all this. Did Brett know, too ? My mind was a mess…my body hot…but my mind a mess.

"We're taking charge here, you two idiot. Brett's young woman is one hot chick and I've wanted to sleep together her myself,"the voice in the dark said. I tried to see his face but everything was shadow. And the Wave were pounding…the Sand in my toes. There was moonlight and cloud and the pounding of the waves and my fountainhead was throbbing."There's a meter for shtup,"he said…"that metre is now !"

I started to put up 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 aid but Brett was dumb. What an SOB ! I think he liked the whole scene…I thought he might even take in planned it…"This wasn't my estimation, honest,"he said. He was still a suspect ! And now there were hands, lots of manpower, holding my wrists above my fountainhead and grabbing my leg at the ankles, holding them apart, my clothes at my waistline, 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 auditory sensation of my spokesperson."You can't do this ! Stop !"

Brett was outnumbered and helpless at this point. I didn't know what to do…screaming was a barren on that isolated beach. The waves were loud in my ears…the sky overcast…I couldn't see any asterisk. No moon and I was being held by firm guys…my girlfriend was no help…she whispered to me :"No one's going to hurt you."Her handwriting were on me ; she pulled up my dress…took down my panties. I was now receptive to the populace. 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 pretty cunt go to waste,"said another. There was that exciting word…cunt…and it was my cunt…which until a few here and now before was wet, hot and turn on. Now, I confess, the scenery and the helping hand holding…it was all exciting and my head pounded.

I was in the immobile clutches of guy wire who were filled with lust…lust for my body…I was pulsing and frightened at it all but, yes, I was also wax of lust on the blanket, at the beach, with the sound of nature…my soundbox naked…legs spread…I felt the air cooling and also exciting me…I squirmed again…then :"I want to get down and lap up that affair,"said yet another and I felt a mouth on my minuscule 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 clock time, spontaneously, it felt so good…I fought the feeling…didn't want to answer but I did. I dug my bottom into the cover but two hands lifted my butt cheeks…thumbs spreading me. This had to stop. The air was chill, undulation were licking the shoreline…the licking of my cunt was continuing. I tried to motivate to one side, then the other, my legs being held, and squeezed my pussy but the licking…Oh God…that glossa ! Hands lifting me up…the licking uphold. I couldn't help it and then another lick. I had to let myself go now. My body had taken charge.

"She's a tough one, but wet and tasty,"the spokesperson said, between licks…and oh that damned nose lifting my clit…I couldn't assist it. I just couldn't. It was feeling good and I didn't want anyone to experience. I was thrashing my caput from side to side…"No…don't"I mumbled. His manus was on my stomach, pulling my tegument back…lifting my clit…a nose, a thumb…it was too, too respectable. I couldn't service myself and lifted for more of his wonderful tongue.

His glossa was slipping in me and along my cunt rampart as I twisted from English to side…I opened my eyes and saw Brett in the shadows…he just stood there, watching me…the by-blow ! 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 undulation,"Uh, UH, UH, OH"I spasmed. The beach was flash and alive with piddle 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 awful, 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 writhe away and I slipped from his grasp on my cunt lip but only briefly as he encircled my legs 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 unfastened for his lingua and my other captor sensing my lust, released my wrists.

My hands went to the head of this licking prick at my waist and I rode that face…writhing on his mouth as wave were pulsing inside me now. Suddenly he stopped."She's set guys !"he said…"My tongue's tired ! Jesus !"I started to loose a little, my wet twat open to the dark but my mortise joint were still held…my hand 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 dingy shadows of these guy and my girlfriend…but I hadn't cum yet…it had felt good but my body needed finishing…my body was thirsting for the closing curtain but was cooling down rapidly. I said nothing but I was silently begging for more….my bitch was aching…the cool air was on my snatch lips..inside I was bursting and hot.

"Come on Brett. We've got her ready…now finish 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 make a turn at her…she's ready…so let's go."Brett looked at me, at my eye, I looked back…my ramification being held and circulate opne…my pussy hot and drip, 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 future husband and his resolve…I laid my head back, closed my eyes…It was true : I was hot, and gear up and aching…

"Make up your mind, guy,"it was the spokesperson 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 drumhead :"No !"I said. I could see he was weakening. He was so handsome, a tent 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 other, various multiplication and here we were…them ofrhim…I just closed my eyes again."I don't want to,"Brett said from the apparition."I don't want you to do anything. Just leave us alone."

Moments passed…I heard a zipper…zippers ? …and then felt person getting between my legs…I stared up at the nighttime sky…my hands over my genitalia, hands taking my wrists exposing me again, pushing them back over my pass. I felt movement between my legs and a stiff turncock poking at me, I looked up at Brett, standing there, looking down….then someone held my wrists, firmly, I was heart-to-heart and ready…more poke at my cunt then spreading my pussy lips…the faint figure of speech knelt close…"It's him or me,"said the guy between my legs…"One lowest 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 assistant me."

The wafture were trashy. I hoped he heard the despair in my voice. I waited. I was blunt and closed my eyes again. I didn't have to await long as I felt a stopcock begin teasing my snatch mouth then moved away..my hands still held away from my privates…I felt dizzy, blur. I wanted pricking. I waited. I was so incredibly hot, willing, vulnerable…there was more motion on the blanket and then

A motherfucker was pressing at me, teasing again, massaging my puffed mouth. I kept my eyes shut, listening to the undulation, the asshole was playing at me, over and over, and I was hungry for it…I wanted to feel what a substantial peter 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 ? rightfield then I wanted hot flesh, without my hands guiding it…a peter fucking me, taking controller. It was what I had dreamed of on so many nighttime after heavy kissing with Brett. I couldn't enjoin him about it…now it had all come to me there in the night on the blanket at the beach. I wanted the actual matter fucking me. I listened to the pounding waves and wanting my own pounding…that mother fucker was entering me now and I lifted to meet it.

I was a enwrapped to my body, nous and captors…whoever it was inside me was taking it slow…milking. But wait ! This wasn't my familiar spirit ‘ dame'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 guy rope 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 thick cock…I outlined it with my fingernails…I wanted this…opening myself more…they released my legs…my fingers touching on this fearsome, wonderful thing that began stroking inside…each clip going deeper…hands lifting my bottom…I wanted all of the pricking and stroking and fucking…feeling it move in and out of me…"OH !"I exclaimed as he hit into me.

It was my turn to tease…fingers on each side of the monster…wetting our privates with our fluids…I stroked the sides of his tool…balls hitting me. I was churning from side to side…his breathing spell 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 care about it…I was all senseless and I abandoned myself in lecherousness and was humping on this great pecker which searched to my mouth, chewing on it as it was in my pharynx and I went numb. I couldn't breathe, the Wave were swirling on the beach, in my brain, washing through my pussy to all of me. My ankles were released, and I was holding this torso, this great cock, bucking with it."OH ! OH !"Then the reality went quiet…slowly the terrific pecker softened and withdrew.

I didn't want it to leave and I squeezed to hold it but it slipped out. Then there were former dick and more kissing and licking…I had turned on all the guys with my rage ... I was infirm and couldn't resist…I wanted more, I did…my cunt ached for more…more and Thomas More fucking on the beach, on the blanket, in the wickedness, I wanted more cock-milking of my torso and person. My vow had been canceled on the beach that night and my cunt was a willing sinner…I was fucked there on the blanket until I was drained. Brett held my script 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 quiet, iniquity, the lunar time period was receding, the waves more distant. I put my psyche on his shoulder and reached to his shank to finger if it was him who was first to deliver me. It had been so glowering and my lecherousness so acute I wasn't sure. His cock stiffened with my stroke. I measured it with my hand around it, wondering, but not saying. It felt like that very 1st turncock but I wasn't an expert.

I just couldn't be sure and almost didn't concern. 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 thing was for sure enough. I would need a bigger dildo. My girlfriend 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 nighttime. Besides, I was off to the incline also being fucked."

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