A Vow Broken…or Was it ?

By Phyllisroger

Code : M/F, stripling, non-consensual, populace sex…exhibitionism

It wouldn't pass these Clarence Shepard Day Jr. but when my beau and I started dating there were different rules : condoms were hard to find, virginity was important, chance sex was for ‘ other'people, etc., etc. So it is no surprisal that when Brett and I started getting serious we made sacred promises to each other including :"no sex before marriage"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 appointment ( another old prescript ) and then we graduated to other tings, 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 resistivity act at maiden, to tease him…it felt so upright to throw his paw on me there, his finger slippery…and then I was unzipping him…heavy fondling during and after a show at the drive-in…It was the offset erect cock I had seen, or stroked or kissed…I learned all about cocks and how to bosom, osculate, caress, make him wet…then he got me to lap him. He showed me all about my soundbox 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 desperate for what the real thing would be like but we had agreed to wait.

One night we were at a party at a Quaker'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 trend, his fingers had penetrated my wet puss and his stiff prick had penetrated my mouth…I loved it when we did that…but no dick penetrating cunt…and we were proud of that but there it was…the penetration 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 continue with our vows…meaning : no penetration…most but not all of our emotions were satisfied without that contribution. I confess I had impulse beyond what we did…I didn't tell Brett of my foiling but I took charge 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 replicate date and drove to the beach. We had a pair six packs…we weren't consummate prudes…and sat on the grit 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 fingerbreadth setting me on fervour 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 groovy ? With all the breathing and fingering I didn't posting when my girlfriend and her date got up and stood over us…just shadows… My girlfriend said :"We're going to have an interference for you two shell parakeet,"and then her swain announced :"Right here…right now !"I didn't know what to guess or say…

My legs shot together ; I pushed my garb 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 light-headed 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 representative :"Yeh…you guys…this vow stuff is shit !"

It was two other guy who were at the company a few weeks ago…I was shocked and a little daunt. What would happen ? They had planned all this. Did Brett know, too ? My idea was a mess…my body hot…but my judgment a mess.

"We're taking charge here, you two idiots. Brett's young lady is one hot chick and I've wanted to screw her myself,"the voice in the shadow said. I tried to see his face but everything was phantom. And the Wave were pounding…the gumption in my toes. There was moonlight and clouds and the pound of the waves and my head was throbbing."There's a time for nookie,"he said…"that time is now !"

I started to stand but script 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 meter 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 assist but Brett was silent. What an prick ! I think he liked the solid scene…I thought he might even have planned it…"This wasn't my thought, dependable,"he said. He was still a suspect ! And now there were hands, heap of hands, holding my wrists above my head and grabbing my legs 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."service !"I said. The waves pounded against the sound of my vocalisation."You can't do this ! Stop !"

Brett was outnumbered and helpless at this percentage 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 stars. 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 pantie. I was now open 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 slowly and tried to squirm away."God ! What a eubstance,"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 moments before was wet, hot and excited. Now, I confess, the picture and the hands holding…it was all exciting and my head pounded.

I was in the firm grip of guys 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 strait of nature…my body naked…legs spread…I felt the air cooling system and also exciting me…I squirmed again…then :"I want to get down and lick that thing,"said yet another and I felt a oral cavity on my little Virgo cunt…I flexed…a hot spit licking up one slope and then up the other…a cold nozzle 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 hired hand lifted my fag cheeks…thumbs spreading me. This had to give up. The air was cool, wave were licking the shoreline…the licking of my cunt was continuing. I tried to go to one English, 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 helper it and then another lick. I had to let myself go now. My body had taken charge.

"She's a hard 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 principal from side to side…"No…don't"I mumbled. His hand was on my breadbasket, pulling my skin back…lifting my clit…a nose, a thumb…it was too, too honest. I couldn't supporter myself and lifted for more of his wonderful tongue.

His glossa was slipping in me and along my cunt bulwark as I twisted from side to side…I opened my oculus 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 get a line 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 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 direful, 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 fucking wet !"It was true…I was.

I tried once more than to writhe away and I slipped from his clench on my puss 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 clip. I was in lust…wanting this violation…and lifted now, arching opened for his tongue and my other capturer sensing my lust, released my wrists.

My hands went to the principal of this licking bastard at my waist and I rode that face…writhing on his mouth as waves were pulsing inside me now. Suddenly he stopped."She's set up guy cable !"he said…"My tongue's tired ! Redeemer !"I started to relax a short, my wet pussy open to the night but my ankles were still held…my hands covered myself and for the first time I realized how wet I was…I had never been that wet…I was embarrassed and looked into the dark shadows of these guy wire and my girlfriend…but I hadn't cum yet…it had felt good but my organic structure needed finishing…my organic structure was thirsting for the finis 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 cunt lips..inside I was bursting and hot.

"semen 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 vista, the guys and my girlfriend…I could see her smiling in the apparition. 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 take a tour at her…she's ready…so let's go."Brett looked at me, at my optic, I looked back…my stage being held and spread opne…my puss hot and dripping, my mental commonwealth confused and hot…and I do think of 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 husband and his resolve…I laid my head back, closed my eyes…It was true : I was hot, and cook and aching…

"Make up your mind, guy,"it was the voice holding one of my branch. I looked up, Brett looked at me, lying there, about to be ravished by others…or Him…what to do. I shook my mind :"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 heart again."I don't want to,"Brett said from the tincture."I don't want you to do anything. Just leave us alone."

minute passed…I heard a zipper…zippers ? …and then felt somebody getting between my legs…I stared up at the nighttime sky…my hands over my privates, hands taking my wrist joint exposing me again, pushing them back over my oral sex. I felt drive between my ramification and a potent cock thrusting at me, I looked up at Brett, standing there, looking down….then soul held my wrists, firmly, I was open and ready…more poking at my cunt then spreading my pussy lips…the shadowed figure knelt close…"It's him or me,"said the guy between my legs…"One go 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 moving ridge were cheap. I hoped he heard the despair in my interpreter. I waited. I was benumb and closed my eyes again. I didn't have to await long as I felt a turncock begin teasing my pussy backtalk then moved away..my mitt still held away from my privates…I felt dizzy, confused. I wanted pricking. I waited. I was so incredibly hot, unforced, vulnerable…there was more movement on the blanket and then

A slit was pressing at me, teasing again, massaging my puffed lip. I kept my eyes shut, listening to the waving, the prick was playing at me, over and over, and I was hungry for it…I wanted to finger what a real prick 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 form, without my work force guiding it…a stopcock fucking me, taking control. It was what I had dreamed of on so many nighttime after heavy smooching with Brett. I couldn't tell him about it…now it had all come to me there in the nighttime on the mantle at the beach. I wanted the real thing fucking me. I listened to the hammering wave and wanting my own pounding…that peter was entering me now and I lifted to fulfil it.

I was a captive to my eubstance, nous and captors…whoever it was inside me was taking it slow…milking. But wait ! This wasn't my familiar ‘ ladies'size of it, 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 wrists, sensing now my willingness…it was hurting me and I reached for it…my helping hand 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 awful, wonderful thing that began stroking inside…each sentence 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 genital organ 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 care about it…I was all senseless and I abandoned myself in lust and was humping on this gravid tool which searched to my back talk, 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 Einstein, washing through my cunt to all of me. My articulatio talocruralis were released, and I was holding this body, this not bad cock, bucking with it."OH ! OH !"Then the world went quiet…slowly the grand 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 necking and licking…I had turned on all the guys with my passions ... I was weak and couldn't resist…I wanted more, I did…my snatch 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 somebody. My vow had been canceled on the beach that nighttime and my cunt was a bequeath 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 tide was receding, the waves more distant. I put my head on his berm and reached to his waist to palpate if it was him who was first to have me. It had been so dark and my lustfulness 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 first cock but I wasn't an expert.

I just couldn't be sure and almost didn't concern. I loved Brett and loved all the piece of tail but I couldn't hold on doing this. We had a modified vow. It had been a one Nox thing. One matter was for certain. I would need a cock-a-hoop 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 blue. 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 vast number 1 cock I mean. I couldn't time lag to chance out .