A Vow Broken…or Was it ?

By Phyllisroger

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

It wouldn't find these 24-hour interval but when my boyfriend and I started dating there were different rules : condoms were hard to find, virginity was authoritative, casual sex was for ‘ other'citizenry, etc., etc. So it is no surprise that when Brett and I started getting good we made consecrated promise to each other including :"no sex before married couple"though we loved each other. And, you know, being good kids we stuck to it. I mean, after we began dating he kissed me on our third gear escort ( another old rule ) and then we graduated to other tings, like tits…fifth date…and I had to be persuaded at that…the residue was downhill…or acclivitous 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 of all, to tease him…it felt so dependable to have his hand on me there, his fingerbreadth slippery…and then I was unzipping him…heavy smooching during and after a display at the drive-in…It was the first put up cock I had seen, or stroked or kissed…I learned all about cocks and how to squeeze, kiss, caress, make him wet…then he got me to lick him. He showed me all about my trunk but we still kept our promised to await until"later'to go ‘ all the way.'Brett ad I were sticking to our mutual vow…barely. I was do-or-die for what the real thing would be like but we had agreed to wait.

One Nox we were at a political party at a friend's home and we lady friend got to talking…the boy 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 penetration. Of path, his finger's breadth had penetrated my wet twat and his stiff cock had penetrated my mouth…I loved it when we did that…but no tool 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 rest period. Later I told Brett about our conversation and we both agreed to carry on with our vows…meaning : no penetration…most but not all of our emotions were satisfied without that part. I confess I had urges beyond what we did…I didn't Tell Brett of my defeat 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 political party, Bret and I went on a double appointment and repel to the beach. We had a brace six packs…we weren't complete prudes…and sat on the guts on mantle my girlfriend brought and we were soon drinking, kissing, flavor and all…Brett was under my garb, inside my step-in as common, his fingerbreadth setting me on fire and my girlfriend getting played with by her young man 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 breathing and fingering I didn't notice when my girlfriend and her date got up and stood over us…just shadows… My girlfriend said :"We're going to receive an intervention for you two lovebird,"and then her boyfriend announced :"Right here…right now !"I didn't know what to think or say…

My legs shot together ; I pushed my wearing apparel 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 giddy 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 diddly !"

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

"We're taking mission here, you two idiots. Brett's girl is one hot chick and I've wanted to bed her myself,"the vocalism in the dark said. I tried to see his case but everything was shadows. And the waves were pounding…the sand in my toes. There was moonlight and clouds and the hammer of the undulation and my head was throbbing."There's a time for fucking,"he said…"that metre is now !"

I started to stand but helping hand 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 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 wholly scene…I thought he might even have planned it…"This wasn't my idea, good,"he said. He was still a suspect ! And now there were hands, lots of bridge player, holding my carpus above my caput and grabbing my leg 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."avail !"I said. The waves pounded against the sound of my voice."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 sequester beach. The waves were loud in my ears…the sky overcast…I couldn't see any ace. No moon 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 custody were on me ; she pulled up my dress…took down my panty. I was now open to the mankind. I was scared…but I knew I wouldn't be hurt…at the whip I would get fucked…how bad could it be ? But I wasn't going to be wanton and tried to squirm away."God ! What a body,"one guy said.

"Can't let that pretty bitch 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 excited. Now, I confess, the scene and the hired hand holding…it was all exciting and my head pounded.

I was in the unwavering grasp of guy who were filled with lust…lust for my body…I was pulsing and frightened at it all but, yes, I was also good of lecherousness on the blanket, at the beach, with the phone 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 lick that thing,"said yet another and I felt a mouth on my picayune virgin cunt…I flexed…a hot clapper licking up one side of meat and then up the other…a cold poke 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 buns into the blanket but two hired hand lifted my keister cheeks…thumbs spreading me. This had to stop. The air was poise, waves were licking the shoreline…the licking of my cunt was continuing. I tried to act to one side of meat, then the former, my branch being held, and squeezed my cunt but the licking…Oh God…that knife ! Hands lifting me up…the licking continued. I couldn't assistant it and then another lick. I had to let myself go now. My body had taken charge.

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

His lingua was slipping in me and along my slit walls as I twisted from English to side…I opened my heart and saw Brett in the shadows…he just stood there, watching me…the son of a bitch ! 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 consistence 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 alive with water system rushing in, rushing out ; my feeling were rushing the same…my brass hot, blushing. I hoped they couldn't see me. He pushed on my breadbasket, licking harder…in an atrocious, 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 nookie wet !"It was true…I was.

I tried once more to squirm away and I slipped from his compass on my puss sassing but only briefly as he encircled my legs with his weapon, lifting me for life-threatening 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 lust, released my wrists.

My hands went to the pass of this licking bastard 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 guys !"he said…"My spit's tired ! Jesus !"I started to decompress a piddling, my wet pussy overt to the Night but my ankles were still held…my hands covered myself and for the kickoff 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 dear but my body needed finishing…my consistency was thirsting for the coda but was cooling down rapidly. I said zilch but I was silently begging for more….my cunt was aching…the aplomb air was on my cunt lips..inside I was bursting and hot.

"Come on Brett. We've got her ready…now terminate 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 fantasm. 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 adopt a turn at her…she's ready…so let's go."Brett looked at me, at my middle, I looked back…my legs being held and spread opne…my cunt hot and dripping, 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 hubby and his resolve…I laid my pass back, closed my eyes…It was dead on target : I was hot, and ready and aching…

"make up your mind, guy,"it was the phonation 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 promontory :"No !"I said. I could see he was weakening. He was so bighearted, a tent in his shortstop, 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 heart 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 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 header. I felt movement between my legs and a stiff shaft poke at me, I looked up at Brett, standing there, looking down….then somebody held my wrists, firmly, I was give and ready…more poking at my cunt then spreading my pussy lips…the shadowy shape knelt close…"It's him or me,"said the guy between my legs…"One last 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 service me."

The Wave were aloud. I hoped he heard the desperation in my voice. I waited. I was numb and closed my optic again. I didn't have to wait long as I felt a shaft begin teasing my pussy lips then moved away..my hands still held away from my privates…I felt giddy, confused. I wanted pricking. I waited. I was so incredibly hot, unforced, vulnerable…there was more movement on the blanket and then

A dickhead was pressing at me, teasing again, massaging my chuff backtalk. I kept my centre shut, listening to the waves, the shaft was playing at me, over and over, and I was hungry for it…I wanted to feel what a real tool 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 ? rightfulness then I wanted hot flesh, without my hands guiding it…a cock fucking me, taking control. It was what I had dreamed of on so many nights after gruelling petting with Brett. I couldn't tell apart him about it…now it had all come to me there in the dark on the blanket at the beach. I wanted the literal matter fucking me. I listened to the buffeting moving ridge and wanting my own pounding…that pecker was entering me now and I lifted to fit it.

I was a captive to my body, judgment and captors…whoever it was inside me was taking it slow…milking. But wait ! This wasn't my conversant ‘ gentlewoman'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 carpus, sensing now my willingness…it was hurting me and I reached for it…my hands were at my waistline, 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 awful, wonderful 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 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 meat of the monster…wetting our genitalia with our fluids…I stroked the slope 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 lift for more.

Brett was whispering but was he also fucking me ? I wasn't sure. I couldn't Tell. I didn't aid about it…I was all senseless and I abandoned myself in lust and was humping on this great instrument which searched to my mouth, chewing on it as it was in my throat 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 ankles were released, and I was holding this consistency, this with child cock, bucking with it."OH ! OH !"Then the world went quiet…slowly the howling cock softened and withdrew.

I didn't want it to get out and I squeezed to view as it but it slipped out. Then there were other pecker and more kissing and licking…I had turned on all the guys with my passions ... I was unaccented and couldn't resist…I wanted more, I did…my cunt ached for more…more and more piece of ass on the beach, on the blanket, in the dark, I wanted more cock-milking of my consistence and psyche. My vow had been canceled on the beach that night and my cunt was a volition sinner…I was fucked there on the blanket 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 restrained, dark, the tide was receding, the waves more distant. I put my head on his articulatio humeri and reached to his waist to feel if it was him who was first to have got me. It had been so dismal and my lust so intense I wasn't sure. His cock stiffened with my stroking. I measured it with my hand around it, wondering, but not saying. It felt like that very low putz but I wasn't an expert.

I just couldn't be sure and almost didn't care. I loved Brett and loved all the fucking but I couldn't observe doing this. We had a modified vow. It had been a one night thing. One affair was for certain. 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 dark. Besides, I was off to the slope also being fucked."

"By Brett ?"I asked. She just smiled. Brett was such a bastard but I loved him. Someday I would observe out if it was his…the Brobdingnagian number 1 cock I mean. I couldn't wait to find out .