Below is a story of fiction written by a fan. All resemblances to me or anyone else are purely coincidental, but it sure would be nice if it were true, wouldn’t it? The story is purely for entertainment purposes only, so please enjoy!
REBECCA IN THE WHITE BLOUSE
There is a party at your house, people from the office. Unconsciously, you mostly invited handsome young men, tall, with broad shoulders. You can sense how big they are down below, how hard they could get. What you didn’t know is that many of the people in your office had joined a swingers club, were used to free and wide ranging sex, and they were all here in your home, with your husband away.
You are wearing a white rubbed blouse that doesn’t even reach your belly button, but that shows off your firm, rich breasts to full advantage, along with jeans. You go in to the bedroom to check on something, and when you turn around you bump in to a handsome fellow right in front of you. Before you can protest he runs his hands down your body, brushing gently even your hips, your crotch, the soft outline of your breast. Your breath quickens, but you stifle yourself, and turn from him, trying to escape and collect your thoughts, but you swivel right into the arms of his buddy, who grabs your hips and starts to rub himself on you. You can feel his huge bulge and you are straining to restrain yourself; he demands, “Do you like this,” and you want to say “no,” even though it is a lie. But just the n you see the room is being filled with young men, and suddenly someone behind you puts his hands under your blouse and cups your dangling, braless breasts. The soft flesh shakes as he caresses the teats, and you arch your back and groan softly, till he begins to dance fingertips over the nipples and you cry out, shaking your chest in passion. As he pulls down your jeans and panties you gasp, “no, no, you…you can’t” but they laugh and know the truth.
Now you are wearing just the top, nothing else, and they lean you over the bed doggy style. You cry out as you are penetrated, swinging your hips as his thick member drives you wild. Just then he reaches under your blouse to fondle your swaying breasts. And this pushes you over the edge: it was all too sudden, too unexpected. They are too much for you and you cum hard for him, bucking your hips, arching your back and screaming loudly, beyond shame.
You are helpless now, vulnerable, unable to resist as you are taken again and again. All you can do is cum for them, which you do endlessly for so many handsome men. At one point you are lying on the bed, covered in sweat and sperm, giving another blowjob when a woman begins to eat your pussy; caught off guard, you give in and let her lick you to orgasm, bucking and screaming, as the man explodes in your mouth, till you grab her head and push the tongue deep inside you as you cry out again and again, twisting in the bed sheets as you explode over and over in blatant orgasm. But this only excites the men, and you have to service them, your breasts shaking and your pussy quivering as you cum again and again.
When they are all done, it has been a long afternoon. You are exhausted, fucked out, damp, and alone.