A Vow Broken…or Was it ?

By Phyllisroger

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

It wouldn't happen these days but when my boyfriend and I started dating there were different rules : condoms were concentrated to get hold, virginity was important, casual sex was for ‘ other'people, etc., etc. So it is no surprise that when Brett and I started getting serious we made consecrated promise to each other including :"no sex before marriage"though we loved each other. And, you know, being good tike 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 tings, like tits…fifth date…and I had to be persuaded at that…the rest period 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 tease him…it felt so honorable to sustain his handwriting on me there, his fingers slippery…and then I was unzipping him…heavy necking during and after a show at the drive-in…It was the first erect peter I had seen, or stroked or kissed…I learned all about cocks and how to shove, kiss, caress, make him wet…then he got me to thrash him. He showed me all about my torso but we still kept our promised to hold off until"later'to go ‘ all the way.'Brett ad I were sticking to our mutual 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 political party at a friend's house and we girl got to talking…the boy on another slope of the room…I told them about my vow with Brett and it got discussed and some of the miss tittered at that and said we'd really already had sex…just not penetration. Of course, his fingers had penetrated my wet twat and his stiff putz had penetrated my mouth…I loved it when we did that…but no shaft penetrating cunt…and we were proud of that but there it was…the insight 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 preserve with our vows…meaning : no penetration…most but not all of our emotions were satisfied without that role. I confess I had itch beyond what we did…I didn't William Tell Brett of my frustrations 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 hebdomad after the party, Bret and I went on a double date and beat back to the beach. We had a pair six packs…we weren't complete prudes…and sat on the sand on blankets my girlfriend brought and we were soon drinking, kissing, touch sensation and all…Brett was under my attire, inside my panty as common, his fingers setting me on flaming 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 smashing ? 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 have an intervention for you two lovebirds,"and then her boyfriend announced :"Right here…right now !"I didn't know what to think or say…

My legs guess 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 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 and nonsense is damn !"

It was two former bozo who were at the party a few calendar week ago…I was shocked and a little scared. What would hap ? They had planned all this. Did Brett screw, too ? My nous was a mess…my body hot…but my idea a mess.

"We're taking bursting charge here, you two idiots. Brett's young woman is one hot chick and I've wanted to have intercourse her myself,"the voice in the dark said. I tried to see his face but everything was trace. And the waves were pounding…the grit in my toes. There was moonlight and cloud and the pounding of the waves and my heading was throbbing."There's a time for nooky,"he said…"that clock time is now !"

I started to stand 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 end up what you started !"I was scared and looked at Brett, still beside me, asking :"What do we do now ?"

I was looking for assistance but Brett was silent. What an asshole ! I think he liked the unit scene…I thought he might even have planned it…"This wasn't my estimate, honest,"he said. He was still a suspect ! And now there were hands, bunch of workforce, holding my wrists above my head and grabbing my legs at the ankle, holding them apart, my dress at my shank, my privates only protected by my wet panties…I was prone and twisted away…they pulled me back."avail !"I said. The waving pounded against the sound of my spokesperson."You can't do this ! catch !"

Brett was outnumbered and helpless at this point. 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 maven. No moon and I was being held by strong guys…my lady friend was no help…she whispered to me :"No one's going to wound you."Her manus were on me ; she pulled up my dress…took down my panties. I was now open to the man. I was scared…but I knew I wouldn't be hurt…at the regretful I would get fucked…how bad could it be ? But I wasn't going to be soft and tried to worm 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 excited. Now, I confess, the scene and the bridge player holding…it was all exciting and my head pounded.

I was in the unshakable grip of hombre 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 sound of nature…my body 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 matter,"said yet another and I felt a mouth on my footling 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 bed into the blanket but two hands lifted my butt cheeks…thumbs spreading me. This had to stop. The air was assuredness, waves were licking the shoreline…the licking of my cunt was continuing. I tried to move to one incline, then the early, my wooden leg being held, and squeezed my pussy but the licking…Oh God…that tongue ! Hands lifting me up…the licking keep on. I couldn't help it and then another clout. I had to let myself go now. My body had taken charge.

"She's a difficult one, but wet and tasty,"the part 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 slope to side…"No…don't"I mumbled. His hand was on my breadbasket, pulling my cutis back…lifting my clit…a nose, a thumb…it was too, too good. I couldn't supporter myself and lifted for more of his marvelous tongue.

His knife was slipping in me and along my cunt walls as I twisted from side to side…I opened my optic 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 to the lowest degree ‘ TRY'to do something…we could run to the…"uh, unh, uh"my body said to me and I tried not to pick up it. It came again, with the moving ridge,"Uh, UH, UH, OH"I spasmed. The beach was loud and alive with piddle rushing in, rushing out ; my smell were rushing the same…my buttock 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 squirm away and I slipped from his grip on my slit lips but only briefly as he encircled my branch with his blazonry, 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 open for his lingua and my early capturer sensing my lust, released my wrists.

My hands went to the head of this licking bastard at my waist and I rode that face…writhing on his sass as undulation were pulsing inside me now. Suddenly he stopped."She's gear up Guy !"he said…"My natural language's tired ! Jesus !"I started to unbend a niggling, my wet pussy undefendable to the night but my ankles were still held…my hands covered myself and for the beginning sentence I realized how wet I was…I had never been that wet…I was embarrassed and looked into the sullen darkness of these bozo and my girlfriend…but I hadn't cum yet…it had felt skillful but my body needed finishing…my organic structure was thirsting for the last but was cooling down rapidly. I said zippo but I was silently begging for more….my cunt was aching…the coolheaded air was on my pussy lips..inside I was bursting and hot.

"seminal fluid 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 prospect, 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 take up a turn at her…she's ready…so let's go."Brett looked at me, at my eyes, I looked back…my branch being held and spread opne…my cunt hot and dripping, my genial state confused and hot…and I do intend HOT ! We loved each other ; we were going to marry some day…why were we putting it off ? I was confused, doubting, questioning my futurity married man and his resolve…I laid my head back, closed my eyes…It was true : I was hot, and quick and aching…

"Make up your judgment, guy,"it was the voice 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 big, a collapsible shelter 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 other, 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."

minute passed…I see a zipper…zippers ? …and then felt person getting between my legs…I stared up at the dark sky…my hands over my genitalia, hands taking my wrist joint exposing me again, pushing them back over my head. I felt movement between my wooden leg and a unbendable turncock poking at me, I looked up at Brett, standing there, looking down….then someone held my wrists, firmly, I was receptive and ready…more jab at my slit then spreading my pussy lips…the shadowy figure knelt close…"It's him or me,"said the guy between my legs…"One end 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 helper me."

The waves were loud. I hoped he heard the desperation in my vox. I waited. I was numb and closed my middle again. I didn't have to wait long as I felt a cock begin teasing my pussy lips then moved away..my mitt still held away from my privates…I felt vertiginous, disoriented. I wanted pricking. I waited. I was so incredibly hot, unforced, vulnerable…there was more movement on the mantle and then

A prick was pressing at me, teasing again, massaging my puffed lip. I kept my oculus shut, listening to the waves, the prick was playing at me, over and over, and I was hungry for it…I wanted to feel what a literal scratch 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 hand then I wanted hot physical body, without my custody guiding it…a cock fucking me, taking ascendence. It was what I had dreamed of on so many dark after heavy caressing with Brett. I couldn't distinguish him about it…now it had all come to me there in the nighttime on the blanket at the beach. I wanted the real thing fucking me. I listened to the hammering waves and wanting my own pounding…that slit was entering me now and I lifted to fit it.

I was a engrossed to my torso, mind and captors…whoever it was inside me was taking it slow…milking. But wait ! This wasn't my intimate ‘ 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 guy 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 frightening, wonderful thing that began stroking inside…each time going deeper…hands lifting my bottom…I wanted all of the pricking and stroke and fucking…feeling it travel 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 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 maunder and 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 lust and was humping on this expectant creature 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 body, this great cock, bucking with it."OH ! OH !"Then the humans went quiet…slowly the fantastic cock softened and withdrew.

I didn't want it to get out and I squeezed to hold it but it slipped out. Then there were other cocks and more cuddling and licking…I had turned on all the guys with my cacoethes ... I was weak and couldn't resist…I wanted more, I did…my twat ached for more…more and Sir Thomas More fucking on the beach, on the blanket, in the dark, I wanted more cock-milking of my dead body and psyche. 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 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 quiet, dark, the lunar time period was receding, the waves more remote. I put my head on his shoulder and reached to his waist to sense if it was him who was first to have me. It had been so wickedness and my lecherousness so acute I wasn't sure. His peter stiffened with my stroking. I measured it with my mitt around it, wondering, but not saying. It felt like that very beginning cock but I wasn't an expert.

I just couldn't be sure and almost didn't fear. I loved Brett and loved all the piece of ass but I couldn't sustain doing this. We had a modified vow. It had been a one night affair. One thing was for sure as shooting. 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 side also being fucked."

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