A Vow Broken…or Was it ?

By Phyllisroger

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

It wouldn't happen these Day but when my beau and I started dating there were different rules : rubber were heavy to find, virginity was important, nonchalant sex was for ‘ other'the great unwashed, etc., etc. So it is no surprise that when Brett and I started getting life-threatening we made hallowed promises to each other including :"no sex before wedlock"though we loved each former. And, you know, being estimable Thomas Kid 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 ting, 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 lilliputian resistance act at kickoff, to cod him…it felt so skillful to hold his hired hand on me there, his finger slippery…and then I was unzipping him…heavy petting during and after a appearance at the drive-in…It was the first erect 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 organic structure 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 desperate for what the real thing would be like but we had agreed to wait.

One night we were at a political party at a friend's house and we girls got to talking…the boys on another side of meat of the room…I told them about my vow with Brett and it got discussed and some of the young woman tittered at that and said we'd really already had sex…just not penetration. Of class, his fingers had penetrated my wet cunt and his tight 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, penultima, thing…indulging in the rest. Later I told Brett about our conversation and we both agreed to remain with our vows…meaning : no penetration…most but not all of our emotions were satisfied without that division. I confess I had urge beyond what we did…I didn't William Tell Brett of my frustration 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 duple date and ride to the beach. We had a couple six packs…we weren't dispatch prudes…and sat on the sand on blankets my girlfriend brought and we were soon drinking, kissing, feeling and all…Brett was under my dress, inside my panties as common, his finger setting me on ardour 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 bang-up ? With all the external respiration and fingering I didn't notice when my lady friend and her date got up and stood over us…just shadows… My girl said :"We're going to sustain an treatment for you two budgerigar,"and then her young man announced :"right wing here…right now !"I didn't know what to recollect or say…

My peg shot together ; I pushed my clothes 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 ridiculous 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 grass !"

It was two other guy cable who were at the party a few weeks ago…I was shocked and a little pit. What would come about ? They had planned all this. Did Brett know, too ? My mind was a mess…my body hot…but my idea a mess.

"We're taking charge here, you two idiots. Brett's lady friend is one hot chick and I've wanted to fuck her myself,"the voice in the dark said. I tried to see his brass but everything was vestige. And the waves were pounding…the Sand in my toes. There was moonshine and cloud and the pounding of the waving and my head was throbbing."There's a time for fucking,"he said…"that prison term is now !"

I started to stand 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 help but Brett was mute. What an asshole ! I think he liked the whole scene…I thought he might even have planned it…"This wasn't my idea, honest,"he said. He was still a suspect ! And now there were hands, pile of hands, holding my carpus above my headspring and grabbing my legs at the ankle joint, holding them apart, my dress at my shank, my crotch only protected by my wet panties…I was prone and twisted away…they pulled me back."Help !"I said. The waves pounded against the sound of my vocalism."You can't do this ! Stop !"

Brett was outnumbered and helpless at this dot. I didn't know what to do…screaming was a waste on that insulate beach. The moving ridge were loud in my ears…the sky overcast…I couldn't see any stars. No moonshine and I was being held by unassailable guys…my girlfriend 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 panties. I was now subject to the world. 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 passably puss 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 shake. Now, I confess, the conniption and the hands holding…it was all exciting and my point pounded.

I was in the firm handgrip 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 luxuria on the blanket, at the beach, with the audio of nature…my consistency naked…legs spread…I felt the air cooling and also exciting me…I squirmed again…then :"I want to get down and clobber that matter,"said yet another and I felt a mouth on my little virgin cunt…I flexed…a hot tongue licking up one incline 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 react but I did. I dug my bottom into the blanket but two work force lifted my butt cheeks…thumbs spreading me. This had to stop. The air was cool, Wave were licking the shoreline…the licking of my cunt was continuing. I tried to motivate to one side, then the other, my leg being held, and squeezed my kitty but the licking…Oh God…that tongue ! Hands lifting me up…the licking persist in. I couldn't help it and then another salt lick. I had to let myself go now. My body had taken charge.

"She's a grueling 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 have sex. I was thrashing my head from English 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 supporter myself and lifted for more of his wonderful tongue.

His tongue 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 love child ! 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 eubstance said to me and I tried not to listen it. It came again, with the wafture,"Uh, UH, UH, OH"I spasmed. The beach was gimcrack and alive with pee rushing in, rushing out ; my feeling 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 holler,"the licker said…looking up…"You are so blinking wet !"It was true…I was.

I tried once More to writhe away and I slipped from his grasp on my cunt lips but only briefly as he encircled my legs with his weapon system, 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 surface for his natural language and my early captor sensing my lust, released my wrists.

My hands went to the head of this licking bastard at my waistline and I rode that face…writhing on his mouth as waves were pulsing inside me now. Suddenly he stopped."She's set guys !"he said…"My glossa's tired ! Jesus !"I started to relax a little, my wet pussy heart-to-heart to the Nox but my articulatio talocruralis were still held…my hands covered myself and for the first sentence I realized how wet I was…I had never been that wet…I was embarrassed and looked into the morose shadows of these guys and my girlfriend…but I hadn't cum yet…it had felt good but my trunk needed finishing…my eubstance was thirsting for the finale but was cooling down rapidly. I said nothing but I was silently begging for more….my snatch was aching…the cool air was on my cunt lips..inside I was bursting and hot.

"Come on Brett. We've got her ready…now eat 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 vestige. 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 necessitate a turn at her…she's ready…so let's go."Brett looked at me, at my eyes, I looked back…my legs being held and spread opne…my pussy hot and dripping, 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 future tense husband and his resolve…I laid my head back, closed my eyes…It was lawful : I was hot, and set and aching…

"make up your mind, guy,"it was the vox 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 head word :"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 motility. We had promised each former, several meter and here we were…them ofrhim…I just closed my optic again."I don't want to,"Brett said from the shadow."I don't want you to do anything. Just leave us alone."

second passed…I heard a zipper…zippers ? …and then felt person getting between my legs…I stared up at the night sky…my hands over my privates, mitt taking my carpus exposing me again, pushing them back over my head. I felt movement between my ramification and a cockeyed cock thrust at me, I looked up at Brett, standing there, looking down….then someone held my wrists, firmly, I was opened and ready…more poking at my cunt then spreading my pussy lips…the shadowy number 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 help me."

The undulation were brassy. I hoped he heard the desperation in my articulation. I waited. I was dead and closed my eyes again. I didn't have to waitress long as I felt a cock begin teasing my pussycat brim then moved away..my hands still held away from my privates…I felt dizzy, lost. I wanted pricking. I waited. I was so incredibly hot, willing, vulnerable…there was more movement on the mantle and then

A pricking was pressing at me, teasing again, massaging my puff brim. I kept my eyes shut, listening to the waves, the motherfucker was playing at me, over and over, and I was athirst for it…I wanted to feel what a real SOB 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 anatomy, without my hands guiding it…a tool fucking me, taking control. It was what I had dreamed of on so many nights after heavy cuddling with Brett. I couldn't tell him about it…now it had all come to me there in the dark on the cover at the beach. I wanted the literal thing fucking me. I listened to the pounding moving ridge and wanting my own pounding…that prick was entering me now and I lifted to meet it.

I was a imprisoned to my eubstance, mind and captors…whoever it was inside me was taking it slow…milking. But wait ! This wasn't my comrade ‘ ladies'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 custody 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 dread, rattling 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 be active 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 side of meat of his tool…balls hitting me. I was churning from position 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 mutter and raising 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 lust and was humping on this great puppet which searched to my mouth, chewing on it as it was in my throat and I went numb. I couldn't breathe, the moving ridge were swirling on the beach, in my mental capacity, washing through my snatch to all of me. My ankles were released, and I was holding this body, this great cock, bucking with it."OH ! OH !"Then the world went quiet…slowly the wonderful cock softened and withdrew.

I didn't want it to leave and I squeezed to hold it but it slipped out. Then there were other cocks and 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 snatch ached for more…more and Sir Thomas More fucking on the beach, on the blanket, in the shadow, I wanted more cock-milking of my body and soul. My vow had been canceled on the beach that dark and my cunt was a willing sinner…I was fucked there on the cover until I was drained. Brett held my bridge player 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 quiet, drear, the tide was receding, the waves more distant. I put my head on his shoulder and reached to his waist to feel if it was him who was first to give birth me. It had been so glum and my lecherousness so acute 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 first gear cock but I wasn't an expert.

I just couldn't be sure as shooting and almost didn't upkeep. I loved Brett and loved all the fucking but I couldn't hold doing this. We had a modified vow. It had been a one night matter. One thing was for for certain. I would need a fully grown 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 benighted. Besides, I was off to the side also being fucked."

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