#kxsalt freeuse

[kxsalt]

I love the act of passing around a sub.

Like breaking bread, a few friends breaking in a slut together. Standing in the kitchen, facefucking a girl. Pull her hair and push her head onto the next cock. I’m hard, who needs her next? No competition, no rush. Everybody gets a turn in her throat.

Once she’s got us all worked up, we can walk her into the living room. On all fours, of course. Talk about how good her ass and pussy look, sticking up into the air like that. Which hole are you going to cum in? We don’t need to choose.

Push her face into the couch, push your cock into her pussy. Grab her hips and fuck her rough. That’s what she’s for. Don’t want to cum yet? Roll her over and spread her legs. Her cunt’s free, who’s next? My turn. Your turn. I’ll be quick. Pour a drink, laugh at her dumb moans.

Cum on her face for the first round. We’ll do sloppy seconds later. Get me hard again, you can suck dick and get fucked at the same time. I’m next. Bring her over here. Sit on my cock, whore. We bounce her up and down, back and forth. Everybody can see her, touch her, hear her, fuck her.

Pick her up, carry her on your shoulder. Spread her thighs. Anybody can smack her ass, shove some fingers in her holes. Who’s going to fuck her next? Doesn’t matter, everyone gets their turn. Put her down there. Spread your ass, slut. You guys should try this hole, it feels good. Push her bum over to your friend. Fuck, that is good. Everybody should try it. Push her to the next guy.

I’m sick of waiting. Her pussy’s free. Her pussy’s tight. Everybody gets a turn, we can take turns at the same time. She’s whining too much, somebody shove their cock in there. I cum inside. I’m done with her. Toss her aside, somebody else will use her. Go ahead, I’ll take a break. She doesn’t get a break.

She did good, didn’t use the safeword once. I’m impressed. How about another round? Why not? You can go first. She’s not going anywhere.

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Meeting Daddy’s friends for the first time, but you’re completely naked because he wants to show off his new pet.

Daddy’s friends taking photos of your little body to jerk off to later.

Daddy’s friends talking about all the dirty things they would force you to do if you weren’t owned.

Daddy’s friends laughing at all his stories about the icky kinks you do just to get his attention.

You cry in embarrassment because you thought those stories would be your dirty little secret and now everybody knows you’re a whore.

Daddy spanking you for crying in front of all his friends.

Daddy showing off how many toys you can fit in your little holes at once, and Daddy smacking your tits for cumming without permission.

Daddy letting each of his friends pull a toy out of your needy pussy, and Daddy slapping your cheeks each time you let a toy come out.

You try to hide and make yourself small while still showing everybody your fuckholes, because Daddy told you to.

Half of them go out for a smoke and Daddy makes you promise that you won’t suck cock or get fucked while he’s gone, because you’re just for him to use.

Daddy’s friend forcing your legs apart and shoving his cock into your wet pussy the second he leaves.

Daddy’s friend cumming inside of you as you beg him not to because only Daddy is supposed to breed you.

You cry, and try to clean the cum out of your pussy with your hands before Daddy gets back.

Daddy sees that you’ve been crying and spanks you as punishment again.

Daddy finds your creampied pussy and uses his belt to punish you for disobeying him.

Daddy pouring another drink and laughing with his friend that fucked you because it’s not his fault you’re a slut.

Daddy’s friends slowly start to leave for the night, and he makes you give each of them a hug and a kiss. They grope you while they squeeze your body and play with your tongue when they kiss you.

Daddy’s friend who used you whispers in your ear that the next time he gets you alone he’ll break you on his cock.

Once everyone’s gone, Daddy puts on your leash and walks you to the bedroom. There, he uses you for anal sex because your pussy is still full of his friend’s cum.

After he finishes, Daddy puts you in your cage to sleep. You were misbehaving all night, and naughty girls don’t get to sleep in the bed.

Cum trickles from your used holes as you curl up in your cage, hoping that Daddy’s friends liked you.

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I see you watching me, you know that, right?

Every time I look at you, your eyes dart away. I see your ears turn pink and your cheeks blush. Your hugs always linger, you stand so close when you talk to me. I know what you’re thinking.

Well, you’ve got me alone now. Just the two of us. What are you going to do about it? You’re nervous, bashful, shy. You stammer through your sentences. You’re too afraid to act, so I’ll do it for you.

I love hearing you whimper when I lift up your skirt. I love feeling you tremble as I put my hand inside your panties. Your secret; your pussy got wet just from being alone with me. You got wet talking to an older man.

My fingers slip over your smooth young pussy so easily, I play with your hole like a toy. Your body is so sensitive and easy to tease.

Grip my cock, stroke it. Dumb little girl, use both hands, yours are so small. Faster. Squeeze harder. You’re jacking off an older man, now, not some boy. Your sexy body got me hard, you’re responsible for taking care of it.

I kiss you while I finger your needy pussy, while you stroke my thick cock. I go a little faster, slip another finger into you. My cock is bigger than two fingers, we need to get you ready. Don’t stop rubbing my dick, I’m getting close now.

I pull the front of your panties down, grab your ass to pull you in close to me. Rub the head of my cock against your wet young pussy while you finish me off. That feels so good. I cum all over your virgin cunt, my load feels hot against your clit. It drips into your soaked panties.

Pulling your panties back up, our cum mixes together, smeared against your beautiful pussy. A firm smack on your ass and I send you on your way.

You know what will happen the next time you’re alone with me.

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“Have fun! Stay safe!” Her roommate shouts as the front door swings closed. Bustling down the sidewalk, the girl is nervous for her date. She had a run of terrible first dates lately, and hopes that her luck is about to change.

Making it to the park where they had arranged to meet, she follows a walking path into the woods. Finally, buzzing with excitement, she spots him sitting casually on a bench. He stands up slowly as she prances to meet him.

“Hi~! Nice to meet you! My name is-“ her chipper voice is cut off by a smack across her cute face. A stunned moment of silence and he hits her again, crossing the other cheek. She recoils and he grabs her shirt collar, forcing the girl to her knees.

Snatching a fistful of her hair, the stranger takes out his cock and forces it into her mouth. She gags and twists her body, unable to escape the stronger man. He fucks her throat unceremoniously. Saliva drools down her chin as tears stream from her eyes.

Keeping his firm grip on her scalp, the man leans over and rips open her shirt. Buttons fall to the forest floor as the fabric opens, revealing her breasts. Satisfied by her exposure, he strikes her wet face again, spits on her, and rubs their mixed slobber all over. He shoves his cock back in her throat, and starts to slap her crying face while buried deep in her mouth.

She can barely breathe. Her jaw is sore. The slaps hurt more with each hit. Momentarily she thinks of the last date she went on: How he brought her to a nice restaurant, asked her questions about her life, when they had sex he was slow and gentle.

Completely unlike her current date, who had started to use her ripped shirt to tie her hands behind her back. He pulls out his cock from her warm mouth and shoves her red, crying face to the ground. Hands restrained, she struggles to keep him from pulling up her skirt. A second later her wet pussy and ass are in full view of her date.

The man crouches overtop of her and starts to fuck her pussy. He drops his hips into her, the loud smack of each thrust punctuated by a painful whine from the girl. A mouthful of spit lands on her bum, and his large hand descends between her cheeks. Her date pushes his thumb into her ass, a firm grip to pull her around as he pleases.

As he fucks the humiliated girl senseless, she screams louder and louder. She’s unable to contain herself anymore, and a long stream of gibberish runs from her freshly fucked face. Seemingly annoyed, the man becomes more aware of his surroundings. He has no qualms about exhibitionism, but would prefer to not be interrupted.

Lifting the bound girl up off the ground, he slings her over his shoulder. Holding her kicking legs against his chest, the man marches off into the woods. With the short break from the harsh fucking, her screams have softened to sobs.

Satisfied with their distance from the trail, he drops her down from his shoulder and pushes her upright against a tree, facing him. Holding her by the neck against the bark, his assault continues. Slapping her face, then her breasts, then her thighs. He repeats this while she squirms and cries. The smacks get harder with each round.

Finally, she can’t take it anymore and breaks.

“Stop! Stop hitting me, please! Use my pussy! Use my pussy to make yourself feel good! Please, stop!”

Wordlessly, he sits down on the forest floor beneath her. Leaning back, he points his erect cock up at the girl. She shudders for a moment, then obediently kneels atop the man. Her hair is stuck to her bright pink face and she closes her eyes in shame as she sits on his cock.

He lays there, watching his date rape herself on his thick cock. She dutifully bounces on the man’s dick, desperate to avoid any additional abuse. Keeping a fast pace, taking him all the way - if she doesn’t she’ll find herself in trouble again. Satisfied by the broken woman, the man relaxes and enjoys her. She does a good job, and after a while he decides to finish. Grabbing her hips, he pulls her up and down, fucking her like a doll. She yowls as she bounces, fresh tears mark her face.

“Not yet! Please! Just a little longer! I’m so close! Please! Just rape me a little more!”

Her date groans and shoots his load into her unprotected pussy. Just as soon as it started, he’s done. Tossing her off him, he stands and walks back to the path. The girl lies on the forest floor, watching her date leave. Her ripped clothes still tied around her, pussy leaking his cum, and the orgasm she was so close to fading away.

She waits in the woods while the sun goes down. Under the cover of darkness, she sneaks back home, holding the remains of her damaged clothing up against her. Thankfully, her roommate has gone out for the night and she crawls into bed without any probing questions. Naked now, she inspects her body. Bruised, used, and full of cum. She lets out a large sigh, and picks up her phone.

Opening Tumblr, she pulls up her DMs and types a message.

“Thank you for the amazing date :) I had a lot of fun!!! I would really really really like to see you again - maybe my place next time? I leave my window unlocked…”

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An evening of laughter over dinner. The young lady sits at the table with a couple, sharing wine and stories. Ever since the pair had moved back into the city, she had quickly grown very close to her friend and her new husband. From the first time she saw them together, the single girl thought they were a perfect couple. She watches them share a kiss with a pang of jealousy and another emotion her inexperienced soul can’t quite describe yet.

A week later the girl rides the train home after a terrible date. The woman had no romantic intentions and was only interested in selling health supplements. Already exhausted, she opens her dating app to see a hundred shirtless men holding fish. She closes it again with a frustrated grunt. The girl arrives at her station and starts to make her way through the crowd.

Up ahead, in the throng of people, she spots her newlywed friend. Her heart jumps, and she pushes through the mob to try and get close to her. I can’t wait to tell her about my horrible date. Maybe she’ll want to hear about it over dinner again. That unfamiliar feeling returns. Getting closer, her friend steps out of the human traffic, standing with a man she doesn’t recognize. The girl is only a few metres away, but invisible among the other passengers.

She watches her friend pull the strange man in for a kiss.

Disbelieving her own eyes, the girl freezes. Even as annoyed people bump into her, she watches, mouth agape as the married woman makes out with the stranger.

What am I seeing. I must be crazy. She wouldn’t cheat on him, they’re both perfect… for each other. I must have this person mistaken for my friend.

The kiss breaks and the woman laughs. A laugh as unique as a fingerprint. The girl sees every detail of her smile.

Oh god, it is her. Why me? What am I going to do?

She returns to her empty apartment, feeling strangely heartbroken. Her husband is an amazing man, doesn’t he deserve to know? Is it none of my business? How could she do this? The next few days are torment. Wracked with guilt from her involuntary secret, she decides to take the unenviable step of telling him about his wife’s infidelity. I have to. It would hurt him more if I didn’t tell him. And it would help her in the end. That unfamiliar feeling cracks through her fear.

Arriving at the couple’s home, the girl feels like she’s going to have a heart attack. Welcoming her in, the married man makes her a cup of tea. The girl is obviously distraught, and he tries his best to calm her down so she can talk. A word salad spills from her mouth, and she starts to cry as she explains what she saw. The man’s face falls as the girl becomes more overwrought. She finishes her story, looking at his soft, compassionate expression.

“I am so sorry that you saw that. I can see how upsetting this is to you. We were always worried that something like this would happen. I’m sorry it was you.”

The girl stops crying, disoriented by his response. She expected him to be angry, or sad, or devastated. But his only concern is for her. He doesn’t seem hurt in the slightest. The man brings her some tissues and encourages her to drink her tea. Sitting down beside her on the couch, he gently starts to explain.

“When we first started dating, we were seeing other people, too. It kind of just… never stopped. We felt comfortable with it, and we knew we wanted to be with each other… It’s changed a lot over the years. When we became official, we would give each other passes, for a date or a night of fun. Always equal. We agree on a pass, we each hook up with someone, and then we come back together. I know it’s unusual, but it works for us.”

The girl is bewildered by his explanation. He continues:

“When we got married, we knew it would change again. We both want to settle down, find a different way for us to do stuff like this without chasing random people. Actually, this pass is supposed to be the last time... Like that at least. I’m so sorry that you got so upset by what we’re doing. You’re a good friend, I know you care about both of us so much. I can see how that would terrify you.”

Her head swims, she stares at the wall. The adrenaline of her mission has worn off, replaced by confusion and embarrassment. He calls his wife and asks her to come home early, so they can explain everything together. A half hour later, she rushes through the door and envelops the young girl in a big hug. The couple holds hands while they answer her questions. The girl relaxes. Her heart warms when she sees them kiss, confirmation of their love.

Feeling as if she has intruded enough, she gets ready to leave. Excusing herself to the bathroom before she goes, the girl sits on the toilet pondering the night’s conversation.

Out of all the possible outcomes, this is the best I could have hoped for. She washes her hands. The best I could realistically hope for. The girl is confused by her own line of thinking. Anything better would be impossible. She dries her hands. What else could I wish for? The girl stares at herself in the mirror, that strange new feeling wells up inside of her, stronger than ever before.

Leaving the bathroom, she finds her friend waiting for her.

“Thank you for being so understanding… I know it’s a lot. I know you came here because you wanted what was best for us, even though it was scary. I admire that. He admires that. You’re a good friend.”

“Thanks, I’m sorry I got so far up in your business… Good luck now that you’re through the ‘giving out passes’ phase. I hope whatever you two do together brings you closer together.”

“Oh, well, we’re not quite done with the pass thing yet.” She subtly points into the living room. “He hasn’t used his pass yet.”

“Ah, well, if I see him with a girl I won’t come crying to you. Haha.”

“Haha, yeah. I mean he could use it with whoever he wanted to. That’s how it works.”

“Right, you explained that earlier.”

An awkward pause drags through the conversation.

“Do you want to stay for dinner tonight?”

“I feel like I already overstayed my welcome.”

“You haven’t. I feel like we should make it up to you.”

“Uh, maybe? I don’t know.”

“I want you to fuck my husband.”

The conversation screeches to a halt. The girl stares at her friend, dumbfounded. They start to talk over one another. You don’t think I’ve been trying to sleep with him, do you? No, I just thought you might like to try it. I wouldn’t want to cause any trouble. It’s no trouble. Wouldn’t it be weird? I don’t think so. Does he even want to? He’s brought it up before. Isn’t that weird? I brought it up first. I’m wearing ugly underwear. I could let you borrow something.

“I’m afraid it would feel like cheating.”

“I could watch, to support you. So you know it’s okay.”

The young lady’s heart almost leaps from her chest. Why did that convince me? At a loss for words, she nods her head.

Standing naked in the couple’s bedroom, she paws through her friend’s clothing. A mixture of fear and excitement whirs though her mind. Taking out a tiny pink thong, she slips it on and steps in front of the mirror. Her familiar emotions mix with the unfamiliar ones. Why does it feel so hot, wearing her lingerie?

A knock at the door, her friend enters. “You look beautiful.” The young girl blushes unexpectedly at the compliment. “My husband will love you. Are you ready?” Another emotion, another nod, more confident this time. She summons her husband.

He gives her a kind smile as he walks into the room. A loving peck on his partner’s cheek, and the man steps towards the new girl. His arms wrap around her waist and their lips touch. They surprise each other with a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues flirt, their noses rub, their hands roam. His kisses work down her cheek, and into her neck. The girl gasps and looks over to his wife. Relief and joy as she sees her gorgeous smile. His wife’s lips move, whispering. Keep going.

Eager to please them, she reaches down to feel his cock bulge in his pants. The man groans and returns the favour, grasping her wet pussy through the skimpy thong. They touch each other, faster and faster, kissing open and free. She unzips his pants and starts to stroke his cock. He lifts up his shirt so she can see him. His body looks better than I ever imagined.

Dropping to her knees, she takes him in her mouth. The faint taste of his precum overpowers her senses. Fingering herself wildly through her friend’s tiny underwear, the girl does everything she can to make him feel good. Glancing over at his wife, she sees her rubbing her bare pussy. She’s lifted up her dress to touch her breasts, too. Her body looks better than I ever imagined.

The trio are thoroughly excited. Nobody can wait for what comes next. He lifts the girl up and tosses her onto the bed. She spreads her legs and pulls the thong to the side. The husband pushes her legs up against her chest. “Oh god, it looks so good.” The wife chimes from her spot in the corner. He rubs his hard cock against her exposed pussy. “I’ve wanted this for a long time.”

The tip, the head, half way, all the way. There’s no going back now. The married man’s cock stretches out the single girl’s pussy, and they exhale. Enjoying the warmth of his wife’s friend’s body, he starts to stroke his cock in and out of her. The girl trembles, getting used to his size. The wife gasps, rubbing her clit as fast as she can. They fuck each other, making out while the tension releases. The girl is overwhelmed by pleasure and excitement. She starts to encourage her friend.

“Your husband’s cock is so big! Ah~! It’s so good! Ah~! So big… Ah~! Your husband is fucking me so… Ah~! Good!”

“You like that, you dirty little slut?”

“Yes, I love it.”

The couple on the bed roll over. The girl takes his hands and puts them on her ass. A firm grip, and he pulls on her bumcheeks. So he can get deeper. So she can see every inch enter her. She bounces on his dick, thrilled at the thought of how little her friend’s thong is hiding. She feels her orgasm build inside of her. Quickening her pace, the girl will finish soon.

The sounds of a woman cumming fill the room. The couple look over at the wife, helplessly masturbating as she fingers herself to completion. They look back to each other, grinning. “Now it’s my turn…” The girl giggles, playing with her clit while his strong hands pull her up and down on his cock. They kiss passionately again. The girl cums on his married dick, picking up where his wife left off. Pushed over the edge by their chorus, he fills her sweet pussy.

They lie there for what could be an hour, could be a few minutes. The girl slowly climbs off of him, and walks past his wife, also basking in the glow of her orgasm. She heads down the hall, back to the bathroom, to wash up after their encounter. Looking at herself in the mirror again, her unfamiliar feelings beat in her chest. An epiphany strikes her. Like a ray of light through the clouds, she understands herself.

Stepping back into the hallway, his wife is waiting for her again.

“I really, really, enjoyed that… I hope you did, too.”

“It was almost perfect.”

The girl walks up to her. She wraps her hands around her waist. Their lips meet, they kiss. They push back into each other, letting the taste of their first embrace waft through them.

Their fingers touch. Holding hands, tugging lightly, they walk each other back to the bedroom.