First Times: Nine Tales of Innocence Lost (13 page)

“Hey,” I whispered, grasping his hands. I rubbed them on my chest. “I got us a hotel room.”
 

He pulled back. “What?”
 

I had to reel him in. “Your wife is out of town, right?”
 

“Yeah, business trip. How did you know?”
 

“You told Tom about it.” Tom was the day manager.
 

“Oh, right. Yeah. You sure about this?”
 

“Yeah. I was thinking…” I trailed off and bit my lip for a second. “I got some stuff so maybe you could, um, in my butt.”
 

“You want me to fuck your big ass, huh? Say it.”
 

 
“I want you to fuck my ass.”
 

“Let’s go. We’ll take my car. Come on, get this shithole cleaned up.”
 

He slapped me on the rump and, of course, left me to do all the work. I realized what a louse he was, now. I did all the work and then blew him for the privilege. Not to say I didn’t want to, but he was taking advantage of me. His wife was right. Once I had everything put away and cleaned up and he finished his
paperwork
, I stepped outside and he locked up. He pulled his car around and I got in. I didn’t have to act the part of the nervous virgin, it was genuine. I was going to lose my virginity tonight, that I knew. I kept quiet and gave him simple directions as we drove, until we pulled up to the motel. I had the key in my pocket and I went to the door. I motioned for him to go inside first, then pulled the door shut behind us. He reached for the light.
 

“No,” I whispered, “leave it off.”
 

“Oh. Okay, then.”
 

He turned around and started feeling me up over my clothes. I let his hands roam as I undid his belt. I saw his wife coming up behind him. Vera had the handcuffs, like she said she would. She waited, and then I slipped out of his grasp and she shoved him into the door. I threw my weight on him too and helped hold him as she got the cuffs on him. We dragged him back through the room and into the arm chair by the bed and Vera shoved a balled up pair of underwear in his mouth. Then I clicked on the light.
 

Vera leaned into her husband’s face.
 

“Taste that?” she said. “After I fucked my teaching assistant, I had him cum in my panties so they’d be nice and salty for you. You know Rick, don’t you? He’s about twenty, ripped, plays polo? After I blew him I let him fuck my ass until I screamed. I’m still sore.” She flicked her finger off the tip of his nose.
 

“Yufff fffufffffng bifffffth!” Brad tried to shout.
 

I was busy wrapping the duct tape around his legs, securing him to the chair. He tried to stand and we pushed him back down. Vera lifted a big pair of kitchen shears and snapped the blades theatrically. Brad went still, staring at them. She handed them off to me and he watched as I lifted the collar of his shirt and slid the scissors in, making sure he could feel the cold steel on his flesh. Snip, snip, snip, and I cut his shirt off slowly, pulling away the bits of fabric until he was naked from the waist up. Then I undid his belt, slid it out, and tossed it on the bed, and started snipping my way up his pant legs from the ankles up. The look on his face as I moved the scissors towards his crotch was priceless. Finally I snipped away his underwear and left him buck naked on the chair with a raging hard-on.
 

“I always knew you’d get off on this,” Vera said.
 

She snapped the scissors in the air as I stroked his cock lightly in my hand. A bead of precum formed on the tip.
 

“Should we let him cum?” said Vera.
 

I licked the wetness off the tip of my finger. “Nope. I came here to get fucked.”
 

“So you did,” said Vera. “Take off that uniform, Camilla.”
 

I stepped in front of Brad and stripped, slowly. I pulled off my shirt, turned, and bent slowly to slide my pants down my legs, an inch at a time. He whimpered through the gag and his belly tightened as his hips jerked, as if he could reach me with his cock if he humped the air hard enough. I giggled and stripped out of my bra, and tossed it on the bed. Vera threw the covers back and revealed the toys she’d brought as I slowly dipped out of my panties, pushing my ass in his face. He pushed forward and tried to spit the underwear out of his mouth but I pushed it back in as I stood up and stepped back. I made sure I was freshly shaved for tonight and made a soft moaning sound as I ran my hands over my body, slid my fingers between my legs and drew them back sticky and wet.
 

I sat on the edge of the bed and fingered myself while Vera undressed. She had quite a body, and I couldn’t understand why he was so quick to cheat on her. She had a dancer’s legs, a flat stomach, and big heavy breasts that swayed but didn’t sag. She tied her hair back in a ponytail and pushed her glasses up her nose, and picked up the strap on. Inside the harness was a big bulb. She straddled it and strained to push it up into her pussy before she wrapped the leather straps around herself and locked everything in place. A big silicone cock twice the size of Brad’s jutted from between her legs. I made a soft sound and moved back on the bed as she crawled over to me on her hands and knees. She ran her lips over my throat and then looked over to her husband.
 

“This girl is wasted on you, my dear husband. Why, after you fucked her she’d still be a virgin. Let me show you how it works.”
 

I thought she’d shove it in me right then. My stomach was pounding. Instead, she kissed me, and put her weight on me so her heavy breasts pressed against my chest. I’d never thought about a woman sexually before, but the feeling of her softness on my body as her lips pressed to mine and her tongue slid into my mouth made me gasp and moan softly. Then she started working her way down, beginning with my neck. Her lips left a hot, wet trail down my body towards my chest, until she found my nipple and drew it into her mouth. She sucked
hard
and it stung a little and I arched under her and my nipples tightened to hard, needy points. She circled one with her fingers while she sucked the other, then switched. I was already wet with anticipation, but now I was shaking with excitement. I looked over at Brad, met his eyes, and licked my lips.
 

“This could have been you,” I said, sliding my arms around his wife. “But you’re not even a real man. Your wife is better than you are.”
 

She pulled back from me. “How much of his cum have you swallowed?”
 

“A lot,” I said. “I’m sorry for stealing your cum, Vera.”
 

“Turn over.”
 

Vera got up on her knees and sucked in a little breath as that huge strap on wobbled between her legs. She’d already showed me how it works- the big bulb moved inside her, and little nubs stimulated her clit. The thought of her taking my virginity with it was as exciting as it was scary, because it was enormous.
 

“Bend for me.”
 

I tucked my arms and legs under my body and rested on my elbows and knees. She took up Brad’s belt, folded it, and before I could say anything, whipped my ass. I yelped and jerked. She didn’t hit me hard, but it stung and I could feel it would leave a red mark.
 

“Bet you were planning to do that,” she said, looking at Brad. “Look at that big bubble butt.” She hit me again, and I yelped once more.
 

“That’s for sucking off my husband. Did he eat your pussy?”
 

I nodded.
 

“You need a few more spanks for that.”
 

She lashed my ass with the belt until I sank into the bed and whimpered, then tossed it aside and rubbed my back.
 

“Shhh,” she said.
 

Her hand moved lightly over my ass and I winced when her fingers passed over the red marks from the belt. Then her finger slid into my pussy and I gasped and moaned a little.
 

“Nice and wet. Get on your back.”
 

I rolled over and slid my legs apart, spread out on the bed. She moved over me, gripping the shaft of the strap on in her hand. This was it. She rubbed the broad blunt tip against my lips and moved towards me. I gasped as I felt it pressing against my entrance, knowing my body would yield.
 

“Relax,” she murmured, “Relax. That’s a good girl.”
 

Brad was watching, shaking, his cock hard and a pearly bead of pre-cum clinging to the tip. He was red and straining, his eyes wet with tears.
 

“Wish this was you?” I said, looking at him. I looked up at his wife. “Fuck me.”
 

She rolled her hips and it just popped inside. I gasped and let out a little noise as it slid inside me. It was fucking
big
. The sheer girth of it made me tremble as it forced me open. It hurt, but not as bad as I expected it to. She was slow, responsive. She watched my face and listened to the soft sounds I made and took me slowly, taking more than a minute to slide it halfway inside. After what felt like forever, it was fully inside me, filling me up. She rested her weight on me and her soft breasts pressed into my chest and she slid her hand under my head to hold me still. She kissed me lightly, just lying on top of me, our sweaty bodies entwined. I spread my legs more, easing the feeling of the huge dildo inside me. It was so fucking big, I could feel it just by breathing. The sting had faded but I felt stretched as she began to roll her hips.
 

“How’s that, baby girl?” she said.
 

“Good,” I whimpered, “It’s big.”
 

“I know. Tell him how big it is.”
 

“Oh Brad, it’s so big,” I moaned, “It’s splitting me in half. I can’t take it. It’s so big!”
 

He jerked in the chair and I thought he would just cum from hearing it. He was trying. His cock was harder than I’d ever see, so swollen and purple it looked like it hurt. He finally managed to spit the panties out.
 

“Please,” he croaked, “I can’t take this. Somebody…”
 

“Somebody what?
 

“Get me off,” he groaned.
 

“No,” said Vera. “I’m going to make your little whore cum like she’s never cum in her life, and you’re going to watch.”
 

“Please-“
 

“Shut up,” said Vera.

She brought her lips to my ear. “You ready?”
 

“For what?”

“To get fucked.”
 

I didn’t answer before she drove me into the bed so hard the springs creaked. It hurt and sent a wave of pleasure through me at the same time. She was relentless, punishing, pounding. The bed forced me back up against her, driving it in even deeper. She moaned softly from the stimulation and I felt her nipples stiffen. I slid my legs around her, tightening my grip on the dildo inside my body and moaned.
 

“That’s right, you little slut, moan like a whore.”
 

I moaned, I moaned loud. It felt so damn good, and the pain was fading by the moment. It wasn’t just the big thick cock, it was her body sliding against mine, her hot breath on her skin, the way she closed her fingers around my shoulders and dug in her nails. Her thrusts grew more powerful and she moaned and shuddered. I felt her tightening up as she took pleasure from me and raked my nails down her bare back.
 

“You little whore,” she hissed, and fucked me harder. She looked over at Brad. “Look at that silly little cock. I bet you want her to suck you off again, don’t you?”
 

He nodded, hard.
 

“She’s not going to. Her lips will never touch your cock ever again. Who do you belong to now, whore?”
 

“I’m yours,” I moaned.
 

“Get on your stomach.”
 

She pulled out, just slid out of me all at once, and I whimpered from the bizarre feeling of the fullness drawing away, then rolled onto my stomach. She threw herself on me, slid the strap on slowly into my body, and slid her hand under me. Her heavy breasts pressed against my back as her finger teased my clit. She knew
exactly
what to do and in minutes I was hotter than ever as she ground on me hard and had both hands under me, playing with my clit and stroking my folds as the strap on ravaged my innocent body. I bucked under her as her touch and thrusts sent electric shocks down my legs. Heat spread through my body. I was getting closed. I looked at brad and watched the longing look on his face as Vera’s skill sent me over the edge. I fucking exploded, thrashing under her. Her thrusts went wild. She rose up on her he hands and pounded me as the peak rolled through my body, until she cried out and collapsed on me, quivering and shuddering, her whole body shaking.
 

Slowly, she drew out of me and rolled onto her back. The strap on jutted up from between her legs. She was flushed and sweaty, covered in a fine sheen of moisture. My pussy throbbed, aching from the urgency of her thrusts. I was no longer unspoiled. I felt womanly, feral. I wanted to do it again.
 

Very got up and walked over to Brad.
 

“Clean it off,” she said.
 

Without arguing, he started sucking the dildo, then cleaned it off with his tongue.
 

“This is the last time you’ll taste her pussy, so enjoy it.”
 

When she was finished, she stepped back.
 

“Now, get up. It’s time to learn your place.”
 

She cut the duct tape with the scissors and got him up and threw him over the bed, bent over the edge, and pulled him back.
 

“Don’t be a bad boy and try to touch the bed with your cock. You don’t have my permission to cum yet, bitch. Cammy, give me the lube.”