Page 27 of Calling Her Bluff

It felt like one continuous orgasm. As the dicks in her left and were replaced, there were always at least two in her at any given time, although she had noticed guys would leave the room and come back. After a while, she realized they were the guys who had been in her or Carrie’s ass, leaving to wash the residue off their dicks before returning. She was grateful for that small dignity. She didn’t have to worry about tasting her own ass—or somebody else’s—on someone’s dick. The revelation and gratitude were distant thoughts and emotions. She was floating on a sea of sex and pleasure.

The only thing she really remembered out of the cocks continuously pumping into her body was when the big black guy took a turn in her ass. His long cock opened up spaces in her insides that burned as he stretched her. She gasped and moaned as he finally dug balls deep into her ravaged ass. Through the intense haze of pleasurable pain, she came as he pounded her ass with his long meat, feeling the tip of his cock rearranging her insides while she moaned and her pussy creamed.

Finally, the guys pulled back for a breather, and she realized she had quite a lot of cum on her body, and so did Carrie. Lying on the carpet exhausted, she blinked hazily at the guys resting on the couches and chairs, still looking at the two girls on the floor. It didn’t bother her that she wasn’t offered a seat. She didn’t think she could get up, anyway. She realized she hadn’t even noticed if Todd had taken a turn with her body—although she was sure he had. The constant fucking seemed to blur together in her memory—stroke after stroke pounding into her body as she came over and over again.

“Let’s see the girls go at it for a while,” suggested one of the guys. His suggestion was greeted with approval. The coffee table was removed from the center of the chairs and couches, so they could all have a good view.

Allison was pulled onto the carpet in the center of the guys, and Carrie crawled over her. Being used to this kind of thing, Carrie had more energy than Allison, so she spread the more innocent girl’s legs and pressed her body on top. Allison just laid there as Carrie pressed her small breasts against Allison’s larger ones and brought her mouth down for a kiss. The guys whooped and hollered as Carrie pushed her tongue into Allison’s mouth, tasting like sex and cum. Carrie licked Allison’s body, cleaning the sticky residue from the large breasts, squeezing them, and sucking on the nipples as she went.

Allison moaned as the smaller girl rolled her nipples in her mouth. She knew how to touch Allison for the best reaction. Turning around, the girl got into the 69 position and latched her mouth on Allison’s dripping pussy as she lowered her own cum filled cunt to Allison’s mouth. The guy’s cheered again as Carrie cleaned the cum out of Allison’s pussy, using her fingers to scoop more from the hole. Tentatively, Allison opened her mouth as a glob of cum dropped from Carrie’s pussy. The second-hand load wasn’t the best thing she’d ever tasted, but she’d already eaten so much cum, the taste didn’t bother her. Resigning herself to her fate and feeling grateful to Carrie for cleaning up her messy pussy, she licked the other girl’s soft folds.

To her surprise, she found herself actually getting into the lesbian action. It was softer and gentler, more caring and intimate. They knew the right spots to hit on each other’s bodies. The only time Allison hesitated was when Carrie began cleaning the cum around her ass, but she figured everything else with the girl had been pleasant, maybe she would try it, too. Gently licking the cum from the crinkled and slightly swollen hole, she found it wasn’t really any different from licking the other girl’s pussy. Once both girls’ asses were clean, they returned to licking, sucking, and licking each other’s pussy to a gentle climax.

After Carrie rolled off of her, Allison realized the guys were hard again and stroking their dicks, still cheering at the girl’s show. Even Todd was smiling and nodding approval, for once without a tinge of jealousy. Seeing its lack, Allison was now sure that was the emotion he’d been displaying. Apparently, seeing her with another woman didn’t arouse his possessiveness.

The girls’ exhausted bodies were picked up and repositioned, their holes filled with the revived hard-ons. After a while, Allison felt completely drained, her pussy so sensitive, she was in a state of constant orgasm. Any touch to her pussy sent her off, shuddering and moaning as the sensitized flesh quivered. She was nauseous from the amount of cum she’d swallowed, and her ass and pussy were burning as they became the more popular receptacles. Finally, sandwiched between two poles pounding her sore and overused holes, she passed out.

Sometime later, she woke up, water pouring down on her, and realized she was in the shower. Familiar hands were holding her up, a washcloth running gently over her body, cleaning off the cum. Realizing she was awake, Todd put her arms around his neck, so she could hold herself up as he washed her. Although everything was hazy and dreamlike, she thought she felt him kissing her forehead and temples as he washed her.

The next time she came to, it was morning, and she was wrapped in Todd’s arms in his bed. Looking around sleepily, she didn’t see anyone else, and it didn’t look like he was getting up anytime soon. Part of her screamed, she needed to get up and call her parents, let them know where she was, making some kind of excuse, but another part said, fuck it.

She let her still exhausted body snuggle up to Todd’s sleeping form and fell asleep with one leg between his and her head tucked under his chin. They slept that way until the afternoon.

9

Allison’s parents weren’t quite as understanding about her coming home so late this time, even though Chad had thoughtfully called ahead. Thankfully, he’d also texted that he told her parents he’d gone out with her again, and she’d gone back to a girl friend’s house to sleep. Unfortunately, his excuse just meant her parents now thought Chad was a bad influence on her.

“You never used to drink this much,” her mother fretted after Allison got home. She was dressed in Todd’s clothes, claiming they were her ‘girlfriend’s’ gym clothes. “I’m not sure I like you hanging out with this study group anymore. You haven’t been on a single date since you started up with them.”

Resisting the urge to snort, Allison made soothing noises, hoping she could extricate herself from her mother’s hovering presence. Her Dad had given her a single disapproving look, told her he hoped this was the last time she worried them like that, and disappeared, leaving her to her mother’s more tender—and obnoxious—mercies.

“It’s the end of the semester, and we’re just blowing off some steam. My paper’s finished and submitted. We’re having one final study group next Friday before the exam, then that’s it. We’re not going out after, I promise.”

Her insides quaked as she realized what she was saying. Although she’d had to rush out the door as soon as she’d woken up for a second time, Allison had enjoyed waking up in Todd’s bed. He had been remarkably tender. Now, she was promising her mother she would be home, safe in her own bed next Friday night. Dealing with her mother was so obnoxious when she was fuzzy and sore from the gang bang. At least being hungover tended to have a lot of the same symptoms, so it wasn’t completely suspicious.

“Well, I’m glad to hear that,” her mother said.

“I’m going to go take a shower and change into my own clothes.” Allison walked away and up the stairs. To her relief, her mother didn’t follow her, apparently mollified. Allison gritted her teeth. Living with her parents had never been difficult before, but then again, she’d always been the perfect daughter. Now, she found herself wishing she had her own place, where they wouldn’t know if she spent the night out.

How would she afford it, though? With Daddy’s money? That left a bitter taste in her mouth, although it wouldn’t have a few months ago. Todd’s mocking nickname of “Princess” seemed more and more apt, and she resented the hell out of it.

* * *

Princess,

This Friday, you’re going to be all mine. We’re going out. I’ll mail you a package of what I want you to wear, along with a few items. Be at my apartment at 5pm. I’ll be waiting.

Your King of Hearts

* * *

The email had come on Monday, much earlier in the week than Allison was accustomed to getting emails from Todd.

The package came on Wednesday. Eagerly running to her room, Allison grabbed a pair of scissors and ripped through the tape, covering the center opening of the box. The first thing she pulled out was a gorgeous, dark red, silk dress, low cut in the front. A string across her cleavage would be all that would keep it from gaping wide over her breasts. The back was also scandalously low, and a long slit up the back only left about eight inches of material between the bottom of the back and the top of the slit. The slit was covered in chiffon, which would sweep out behind her like a train when she walked. She was going to look like sex in heels. Under the dress were a few Ziploc bags. One had a butt plug that looked like it would be much more comfortable than the giant one she’d had to force into her ass for her last one-on-one date with Todd. The other two held a smooth metal bullet object and a chain with two little rope loops on the ends.

Looking over the instructions in the bags, the bullet was for her pussy, and the little loops were meant to tighten around her nipples. At the very bottom of the box was—shockingly—a pair of panties. Maybe he didn’t want to bullet to fall out. When she picked the panties up, she could feel something smooth and hard in the crotch. Confused, she found there were no instructions... well, only two days until she found out.

Their last date… what would happen after this? Would Todd disappear from her life, leaving her to return to her dates with sweet romantic guys, who wanted her for more than a fuck toy? Who would treat her like a princess, instead of using it as a mocking endearment? The image of those guys did nothing to excite her. Putting the silky dress in the back of her closet, she shoved the package under her bed and went to meet Diane for shopping.

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