Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32
Ninth Part of The Unspoken Society series—about an intimate club for college students. In the previous story, Roles Reversed, Traci and Justin explore pegging together. This leads Traci to confess some kinkier desires. Also—fair warning. There is a pegging scene later in this chapter. If that’s not your jam, skip out the next morning when Traci asks to fuck Justin’s brains out. Otherwise, enjoy it all.
Traci opened her door and stepped out before I even knocked.
“Let’s go, Justin!” Her face burned while she closed the door.
“Of course, baby.” I looped my arm through hers and led her away from her doorstep.
“Oh my God! I couldn’t even look at Jeanette when I was leaving. She had to know that I was doing something embarrassing.”
I laughed. “So I take it you followed instructions?”
Traci looked around quickly and then lowered her voice.
“Your poor, innocent girlfriend is satisfying her wicked boyfriend’s dark demands. No panties, and a butt plug lodged in her ass. She’s trying not to drip in the streets.”
“So those things are winding her up, huh?”
“Of course not. Her body is just preparing for the unspeakable acts that her boyfriend wants to perpetrate on her. Double teamed in front of her friend Monica. Forced to expose her most private moments. And forced to go to dinner like a complete slut beforehand.”
“Hmmm, sounds disgraceful.”
“And the worst part? She knows that only a tramp would put up with a boyfriend like that. And she goes way beyond putting up with him.”
“Oh?”
“She loves him, and it galls her that she secretly loves what he does to her.”
“Caught between the good girl and the bad girl?”
“Exactly. Now, she hopes her boyfriend is going to pamper the good girl and the bad girl through dinner and whatever depraved intentions he harbors afterward.”
I pulled her close. “Wouldn’t dream of anything else.”
Traci snorted, but she relaxed and warmed up to our conversation while we walked over. I checked in with her about her day and her friends, asking some follow up questions to what she told me.
At one point, Traci laughed and pulled my hips into hers.
“I guess I have to thank Monica again,” she said.
“Oh?”
“Her mentoring you on listening. It’s working. So I have some consolation for you corrupting me.”
I smiled back, pleased that Traci noticed. And also aware of her gentle encouragement to keep it up.
We arrived and joined Monica and Eric for dinner at one of the inexpensive but fun places that caters to the college crowd. After greeting them, I held Traci’s seat for her. She smoothed her skirt carefully before sitting down and letting me tuck her in.
“Such a well-groomed young woman,” Monica observed, a smirk on her face.
Traci’s cheeks reddened. “Something like that.”
Monica laughed, then confided. “I decided to match your outfit, in solidarity with a sister.”
Traci’s eyes flashed to Monica. “I appreciate it, but something tells me your ‘mentoring’ has emboldened my boyfriend to unleash his darker nature. And so here we find ourselves.”
“And you wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.”
Traci scoffed, and pointedly looked over to Eric. “Tell me about your day, Eric.”
We all laughed, getting a very slight smile out of Traci. Eric played along, and we got into our usual easy conversation.
The evening sparkled. I watched Monica and Eric operate, now aware of some things from a class on conversations and building relationships that Traci and I attended at the club. They drew us out, and they shared interesting stories about things around the school and in their friend groups. As Traci had indicated, Monica had woven some of that into her mentoring to me, and I knew that Eric was also working with her. At a pause in the conversation, I decided to bring that up.
“Monica, Traci mentioned that she appreciated your mentoring on listening, so thank you for making my relationship better with my girlfriend. But I also want to thank you and Eric for taking so much interest in us. Now that I think about it, you both have spent a tremendous amount of time working with us. Thank you so much for that.”
“And maybe you wonder why we favor you two so much?” Monica’s intuition had hit home.
“Yes. Why do we have all the luck?” Everyone laughed. I could tell that Traci felt the same way.
“Okay. Story time again. You’ve heard about our mentors, and how they took us as a personal project. We grew close to them—you can guess how close—and we mourned the loss when they graduated and took jobs overseas. When they left, they counseled us to take on a couple of our own and build up another generation to keep the club alive. We fully expect to see them again in the future, but I think they wanted us to launch our own lives without too much dependency on them. And it’s worked. Eric and I have grown a lot by taking on leadership roles, and we’ve found our own couple to mentor.”
“Of course, they set a great example to follow, fındıkzade escort and some of our mentoring sessions reflect things they taught us.” She winked. “We have so many things to show you. But we have loved working with you two independent of that. You started off a lovely couple, but you both listen to us, trust us, and work to incorporate what we teach you. Think about it, Justin. How many times I’ve worked with you on something with Traci. And then I get thanks from her. Sometimes those thanks are full of raw intimacy and emotion.” Her eyes flashed over to Traci, and I felt my girlfriend’s leg press hard into mine.
“Who doesn’t want that kind of affirmation? I carry a warm glow for days after something like that. Of course I want to do it again.” She looked over at Eric.
“I get the same affirmation from Traci,” Eric continued. “I work with her on something, and I hear the story of your appreciation, Justin. I get to help make her an irresistible girlfriend for you, and it’s addicting. But we also are growing you as a couple, and we expect that you will rise to leadership positions in our little circle and beyond. You have big things ahead of you. We love mentoring a future power couple who takes our teaching to heart.”
“At the same time, we just enjoy mentoring in general. You’ll remember that we mentor another student each. We don’t think they would respond to the same, ah, social situation that you do, but we learn a lot by mentoring them. In fact, our mentors still video chat with us and encourage us to experience some purely professional situations. So we like working with our other mentees and you two professionally as well. And of course, most skills work both professionally and socially, so you gain both ways. We do mention that aspect to our other mentees, and they appreciate it. Both of them do well socially. We’ll have to introduce you sometime.”
“But I have to confess. We really spend time mentoring you two because we love it. You both start with a lot of positives, but you still want to learn and grow. Eager students make teaching fun, especially when you try out what we say. You both combine friendly personalities, spirits of adventure, and childlike innocence that draws us in. And then we get to join you for experiences like tonight. What’s not to like?”
We all laughed. Traci took my hand.
“While I’m still thinking clearly,” she said, “I want to say thank you for tonight. I’m a lucky girl to explore a fantasy like this, and I’m doing it with people I trust to take care of me. And you still let me play out my poor, innocent girlfriend character.” She looked around and met each of our eyes. “Thank you.”
Monica let the moment linger, then smiled.
“See what we mean? We make plans to use and abuse you in every way possible, and we get thanks from the heart. And you wonder why we keep going?”
Traci blushed, and we all enjoyed another round of laughter.
“Now,” Monica continued. “We have a good pause in the conversation. Justin, perhaps you could get us started again?”
So I did, using my skills and asking Monica about a necklace she wore. She brightened and answered that Eric noticed she liked it and got it for her. I got a wink from Eric, clearly pleased to have his girlfriend compliment him, and we launched into a new conversation about travel, new experiences, and gifts along the way.
At the next pause, Monica looked over.
“So Justin, your topic got a good conversation started, reminded me of why I love my boyfriend, and showed me that you care about what I wear and what it means. You are growing to make an excellent conversationalist. That will serve you well in any situation: professional, your girlfriend, and any other time you want to make friends. Perhaps in some of your paired dinners?”
We all grinned, then Monica supplied the next topic.
We savored the meal, and I think it helped Traci relax about the evening. Nothing needed to happen quickly—it could proceed at its own pace. Finally, the dinner wound down.
“As fabulous as I’m finding this dinner, I’m anticipating some amazing live theater,” Monica pointed out. “Should we get on our way?”
Traci laughed. “Wouldn’t want to hold you back,” she teased. “Besides, I’ve heard the actors are getting restless.”
“No kidding,” Monica replied. “I’ve heard they can’t wait for opening night. New roles for at least a couple of them.”
“And they’ve been waiting their whole lives to star,” Traci uttered.
My cock jolted at her statement. Traci revealed herself in flashes of insight at the most intriguing times. My put-together girlfriend had just confessed to a long-term erotic fantasy. I squeezed her hand, and I got an immediate confirmation back.
We paid up and made our way over to Monica’s apartment. It furnished the safest non-club space, since her roommate belonged to the club.
Monica led us to her bedroom. She sat down in a chair she had prepositioned, aksaray escort then curled her legs up.
“I’m all set here. Please make yourself at home. I can’t wait to see my innocent mentees take part in a double-team.”
Traci laughed, then kicked off her sandals. She walked to the foot of the bed and turned to face us. She held out her arms, and we moved to each side of her. I celebrated her clear invitation. She wanted this.
Eric and I warmed her up with our hands roaming her body and each of us kissing her passionately. We didn’t remove any clothing until Traci was writhing and moaning with need. Then, we gradually removed her clothes but remained dressed ourselves, making her the center of attention. My innocent girlfriend caught on and gasped, her naughty side spiking.
In time, I pulled her back onto the bed. I leaned back on the headboard and guided her between my legs. Then I reclined her against my chest, putting into place a plan Eric and I devised beforehand. He caressed her legs while I cradled her head in one hand and kissed her. Traci murmured under her breath. I don’t think she even heard herself. My other hand ranged over her chest, teasing her breasts and playing with the rigid peaks of her nipples.
Eric moved up her legs and got his tongue involved. After sufficient teasing, he finally moved to her swollen pussy. Traci melted down. She found herself in the midst of her deepest erotic dream. Sensuously cradled and loved by her boyfriend, licked to a frenzy by her second boyfriend, and fully exhibited for her worldly mentor. Love, lust, and naughtiness all mingled in her fevered brain.
I relished the opportunity to follow my girlfriend’s reactions to her climb. I got to know her in a new way while Eric took the main role of pleasuring. Traci lost herself in the moment, and I thrilled to feel the tremors run under her skin. I resolved to do this more often so I could delve deeper in her psyche. My put-together girlfriend kept her locks carefully guarded, but she had to relinquish that control in the heat of the moment with two boys all over her.
Eric skillfully worked Traci to the breaking point and then pushed her over. She convulsed in my arms while a wracking cry tore from her throat. I opened my senses and drank in everything. Her explosion of pleasure nearly overwhelmed me. Was this what she experienced every time we were together? I needed to pay more attention.
Traci twitched and shuddered through the aftershocks of her recovery. With a sigh, she relaxed into my arms.
“Wow. That was really good. I need to do that more often.”
We all laughed. Monica stirred from soothing the glistening lips of her pussy.
“Thanks for the show, Traci. I came hard. I can’t wait for act two.”
“Me either,” Traci replied. “Give me a few more minutes to relax, then I’ll ask my boy toys to rev me up again.”
“Spoken like a true queen, girlfriend,” Monica said.
We all chuckled, but I kept my focus on Traci. I nuzzled her neck and gently ran my fingers along her arms. Eric worked to keep her kitty purring, and I watched to learn a few tricks from a master. He knew just when to kiss, nuzzle, or gently lick, responding to her body like a dancer. He brought her gently down, but not too far. I tried his tricks on her breasts, following the erotic swells flowing across the ocean of Traci’s spirit.
“Ohhhh,” she purred, luxuriating in the ebb and flow of energy.
When Traci started climbing again, I gently guided her out of my lap. Monica, Eric and I had planned out that Traci would ride me while Eric worked his cock into her ass. We thought she would appreciate the intimacy with me while exploring this new sexual adventure. Eric kept her company while I undressed. I got comfortable on the bed and beckoned Traci to ride me. She aimed my cock into her pussy and sank down around me. I could feel the plug lodged next to my cock. Eric undressed behind us.
“Why don’t you stretch your legs out behind you, relax, and let Eric play with you,” I said.
“Sounds yummy,” Traci replied, smiling. She relaxed on top of me, and we gently made out while Eric traced his hands over her legs and butt. All of a sudden, I realized my front row seat to Traci’s every reaction. Her pussy—wrapped around my cock—would communicate the slightest quiver. My cock throbbed.
“What was that?” Traci said, smiling.
“I just grasped that I’m going to feel every response from Eric playing with you. Even as a goddess, you can’t hide.”
Traci’s eyes went wide while the ramifications crashed through her and her pussy pulsed around me. I heard Eric chuckling above. Traci prided herself on keeping her secrets and only letting them leak out when she wanted to.
“Boyfriend, you are going to pay so dearly for this.” Her eyes blazed into mine.
“It will be worth it,” I replied, pulling her down for a long kiss.
We alternated between kissing and gazing into each other’s eyes while eyüp escort Eric played. Occasionally, I felt little shivers run across her skin. She was loving this. Facedown, naked to her boyfriend in body and spirit, and impaled on his shaft. Her ass and legs open to her new, emerging boyfriend, and her new mentor and friend watching everything. Traci wanted to open herself like this. She liked people playing with her ass. She liked to relax, turn facedown, and let people play with her body however they liked.
Her eyes gave her away, and we both knew it. Another lock picked. I knew she had a submissive streak, but I hadn’t cracked exactly how it operated. She wanted to sink into herself and let her partner take care of her. More than the Daddy role play, she wanted a guy to pamper her inner girl. My cock hardened—I could work with this aspect of my girlfriend. Traci felt it and blushed. She leaned in for some kisses and the chance to hide the windows of her eyes—she had confessed enough for now. Then her pussy jolted to hear Eric snap open the lube, and she kissed me harder. This was happening. Eric gently removed the plug. Soon, he positioned himself behind Traci, and she relaxed her Kegels in preparation. Then, I felt it—the pressure of Eric’s cock slowly opening up her ass. Traci pushed out and opened herself, and I thrilled to feel my girlfriend grant complete access to her most private place and her most intimate reactions. A low moan vibrated through her throat, and her lips sizzled against mine.
Eric granted Traci the lead in impaling herself. She ground her ass in little circles, pushing back at the end of each one. My cock enjoyed that massage, but also jolted to feel Eric’s cock sliding nearby and tightening Traci’s pussy further. Deeper and deeper he roamed. Deeper and deeper came Traci’s moans.
Eric bottomed out, but Traci hiked her hips to drive him even further. I loved this about my girlfriend. She wanted it all. Soon, Traci’s pussy engulfed my cock when Eric rested his weight on her ass. She was taking both of us to the hilt. But that wasn’t enough. Traci started grinding her ass again, and her breath sizzled in my mouth. She needed friction. She needed to get off.
“You’re fucking volcanic. Go for it, girlfriend!” said Monica from beside us. I could hear the wet sounds of her pussy enjoying a workout.
Traci worked her ass in slowly increasing circles. She relaxed herself further and further. Then she stopped and pulled her knees forward.
“I’m ready, guys. Fuck me,” she said.
My head spun. My innocent girlfriend hunkered down in a double team, demanding to get fucked. The jolt passed through Eric also.
“Damn, girl, say what you want next time,” Monica added.
We all chuckled a little, but Eric wasted no time in pulling back and then smoothly driving into Traci’s ass. I moved my hands to her shoulders so I could maneuver her body in counterpoint. Our cocks pistoned into Traci while her lips burned into mine. I moved a hand to her chest and rolled the stiff nipple in my fingers. Traci groaned her appreciation.
My cock followed Traci’s climb. Her pussy enveloped me, but it throbbed to the pressure of Eric’s cock violating her passage next door. And then I had Traci melting down all around me. My mind whirled with the sensations.
Traci bore down, and her nipple hardened. She was rutting for a big cum. I worked her body over my cock, grinding my pubic bone into her clit. Eric drove deep and fucked her with short thrusts, keeping the pressure on her ass.
Traci locked up and then a spasm raced through her body. I pinned her down while she thrashed over me. Her throat alternated between strained silence and guttural sobs. Her pussy clamped around my cock, and I’m sure her anus was working in sync. I tuned into the full measure of her orgasm, just absorbing all the dimensions of pleasure coursing through her body. I also held back the storm of my own orgasm until I could fully experience hers.
When Traci came off the crest of her release, I felt Eric start up again, fucking her ass to his own release. I followed, and I felt another wave pass through Traci. She was being used by two guys for their own pleasure, and she wanted to experience everything. Suddenly, Eric drove deep and howled out while he blasted inside her. I could even feel his cock throbbing, and Traci gasped in turn. That set me off, and I took two more thrusts and writhed under her while bolts of lightning shot through my cock. A hot wave rocked through my body, driven by the mutual pleasure of Eric and Traci so close to me.
When I calmed down enough to open my eyes again, Traci was looking right into them. She knew. She knew I had responded to her in this situation. She smiled and kissed me, happy to pick one of my locks tonight. More than just saying it, her boyfriend loved seeing her sexually satisfied at the deepest, most intimate level. And she could definitely work with that.
I kissed her, and her knowing smile flowed through her lips. Eric slowly withdrew, then he collapsed on the bed, muttering about what an insane fuck that was. Monica laughed and told him he better not be worn out.
Traci relaxed atop me and drifted off. I followed her, needing the nap after so many chemicals crashed through my brain. I awoke when she stirred. Eric and Monica hadn’t moved.
Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32