1. The Chain: Link 8


    Date: 10/30/2017, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    on, Anthea planted her legs further apart. She snapped the knickers back over her sex before grabbing the crotch and bunching it up, pulling on the garment so that the crotch disappeared entirely between her swollen pussy lips. You could have heard a pin drop in the room as she pulled on the knickers, rubbing the rubber against her pussy. The stuff was quickly becoming very slimy as it shifted against her clit. She was dripping wet, as she knew she would be. She pulled the knickers to one side, sliding the palm of her hand over her labia and deftly inserting two fingers. Pulling them out, she moved her hand to her mouth, seductively licking on her fingers. Then she turned. She stood in front of the first man in the line, planting her feet far apart. She didn’t look at his face, only his erect cock as she rubbed her hand against her sex, once again pushing two fingers inside her sopping snatch, but this time offering them to the man for him to suck on. She placed the other gloved hand against the back of his head, pushing him towards her. The man leaned forward and she held her pussy lips apart for him. His tongue touched her clit, and she made a determined effort not to make a sound, even though she was on fire as his tongue slithered over her. Anthea gave the man about a minute, then she moved to her left, to the next man, repeating the actions. By the time she’d reached the end of the line, she was just about ready to burst. Not only from the feel of their tongues, but from ...
    her own sense of power. They were like her servants, sitting there, licking her, cocks standing to attention. She turned. As if from nowhere, a narrow table had appeared between her and the big screen. By now she had lost the ability to be surprised by anything. Regretfully she decided she had to pull of the rubber knickers. Then she heaved herself up on the table, sitting there, spreading her legs. “Wank for me!” she said. Instantly all six men placed their hands round their cocks and began moving them. Anthea slid her hands over the rubber dress, letting her fingertips circle the hard outline where her nipples were aching. Slowly she let one hand slide down her body as she watched the men’s hands move against their erect cocks. As fingers slid down over her clit, she realised it wouldn’t take much at all for her to climax again. She let a finger slide inside her sopping cavern. Shit, she could do with a good cock inside her. She eyed the men, trying to make her choice, but wanting to draw this out at the same time. A thought occurred to her. She slid off the table, turned and bent over it. She saw her own face on the screen, but she hardly recognized herself as she said, “I want you to finger me in turn.” She could see the men approach from behind, forming an orderly queue. As the first man came to stand behind her, Anthea reached back, placed her hand on her buttocks and pulled them apart. The anus that had so recently been plugged and fucked opened up, she could feel it. ...
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