Wicked Wednesday 330 – A New Beginning

(Content Warning: This story discusses abuse, mental, emotional, physical and sexual. If this is something you’d prefer to not read I do understand. Keep yourself safe. Love, Livvy)

Brittany hadn’t been involved in a romantic or sexual relationship in years, not since the night her ex-husband left, leaving her beaten and violated in the process. The trauma had been enough to scare her away from any dating, even though there had been a time in her and her husband’s relationship where they had both enjoyed going out together and picking up pretty young women or handsome men. But as they grew older and Frank gained a bit of weight and felt like his wife was more attracted to other men than to him, the abuse started. It was little things at first, she barely noticed. But by the end, every thing was a fucking train wreck for her. She felt that was lucky she got out when she did and was able to start over. But being alone was…well, lonely.

She’d been through therapy and it helped some and she was on medication that was supposed to help the nightmares go away, but it only made her gain weight, which made her laugh bitterly at the irony there. Frank would’ve beat her and probably worse if she’d let herself go while they were together and now that she was free of him, here she was twenty pounds heavier and still terrified to reach out to anyone for anything. Her co-workers had finally given up on trying to make friends with her and the few friends she’d had before the divorce had drifted away afterwards when they couldn’t reach her through the fog of her own mental anguish. As the darkness ascended, her own terror became palpable every single night. Nightmares full of a hell that she relived over and over, of being held down and raped while he slapped her and called her a whore, waking up tied down and being forced to suck his dick until her shot his come across her face and left her there, immobile until he was ready for her again, and those were the tamer nightmares that she had. The mental and emotional hell had been worse because she couldn’t just disassociate herself from the name calling, the fights used against her, the gaslighting; it was all burned into her brain.

Rarely did she go out, except to handle necessities like groceries and other sundries, but when she was out she was constantly on high alert. Even seeing a man that had the same build as Frank was sometimes enough to leave her backing away in fear and hoping it wasn’t him, even though she knew he’d moved away after the divorce. On one of her trips she spotted a man, about her age, who looked nothing like Frank and watched him covertly as they both did their shopping in the small store. She was lonely she admitted to herself, but could she ever be that vulnerable again?

David watched the pretty, plump brunette that was watching him and wondered how to get her number without seeming too forward. He’d noticed her shopping before and she behaved like a frightened animal might if something unexpected crossed its path. He’d noticed it was always certain men who frightened her and he wondered who had hurt her so badly. He shook his head in frustration, knowing that, while, in his eyes, the good outweighed the bad, there was plenty of bad to be afraid of. It made him angry that a man could be so cruel to a woman, to anyone else, but he wasn’t naive enough t think the world was sunshine and roses.

After Brittany realized she’d been caught watching him, she hurried away, quickly finished her shopping and left. But by sheer coincidence they kept finding themselves shopping at the same time. David dared to smile at her and one time she gave him a tremulous smile in return. It was a good sign he thought. Next time he saw her, he posed a question about the best apples to buy and she took a deep breath before telling him that Fuji apples were her favorite. Her voice was so soft and quiet, he could barely hear her. He didn’t know that her heart was pounding so hard she could practically hear it or that he was the first man she’d spoken to outside of her job in longer than perhaps she cared to admit. Her therapist called this progress. Still the nightmares plagued her. She woke in a cold sweat one night, recalling how Frank had forced her to fellate the barrel of a gun that might or might not have been loaded while he jerked off to the scene before him, occasionally threatening to pull the trigger.

Weeks passed and each time David stopped her with a warm smile to say hello she grew less nervous about the tall, auburn haired man with his wire rimmed glasses; she realized she looked forward to seeing him. When he first suggested coffee she nearly turned and ran, but was able to stay calm and before she could think heard herself agreeing to an afternoon coffee date at a nearby cafe. Their relationship progressed slowly, with her setting the pace of things for the most part, although David dared to prod gently now and then, wanting to learn more about her. She indicated that she’d been though a bad divorce, but gave no other details. That alone was enough for David to fill in a few blanks.

After a solid year of coffees and dinners and the occasional trip to the movies, Brittany felt that David truly meant her no harm and she invited him in for a drink one night, wondering if she could handle where things might lead. She didn’t think he would push her to do anything, but there was a residual amount of fear still left in her. They shared a half a bottle of wine, rehashing the movie and talking about whatever came up. Before he left David turned to her, quite seriously, “Brittany, I don’t know what happened in your past or how I can help, but I’d very much like to be part of your future. And I’m going to ask you something I’ve wanted to ask for months. Can I give you a kiss?”

Brittany blinked in surprise; she couldn’t have looked more like a startled rabbit than she did right then and took a deep breath. Stepping closer to David she placed her hands in his and tilted her face to his. “Yes you can.” And their lips met, gently at first, and Brittany had to force back the tiniest feeling of panic. This was David and he wouldn’t hurt her. She trusted him. And slowly the kiss moved from gentle and tender to something a bit hotter, until Brittany pulled away gasping. She took a deep breath to steady herself and David smiled at her. “Goodnight Britt.” And he left her at her front door wanting more and realizing that maybe she could have it after all.

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Wicked Wednesday 312 – (Jacqui’s Lessons Continue)

After a short rest and more wine all around the men seemed ready to move forward with Jacqui. Her nervousness had mostly dissipated between the wine and the orgasm, but she was a little afraid that what was to come next would hurt and she voiced her concerns. The tall man gave a her kiss. “It will hurt a little, but I’ll be gentle, Doll. We don’t want to hurt you, just have some fun. You are having fun aren’t you?” Jacqui gave a shy smiled and nodded her head, “Oh yes. What you did earlier…with your mouth, that was lots of fun.” And she gave a tiny giggle.

All the men smiled at the sound and each gave her a kiss, all of them sensual and passionate, but the quiet one, his was the best. “Now then. A little vocabulary lesson, Doll. No doubt you’ve heard whispers of love making and other euphemisms for the sexual act, but tonight my dear, we are going to fuck you.” Jacqui’s cheeks flashed a bright scarlet and the men chuckled. “Come on Doll, it’s just a word, albeit one I doubt your family would approve of you knowing. Tell us what’s going to happen next.” “You’re going to…to, to fuck me.” She forced the word out, foreign as it was and then repeated herself more surely, more calmly. “Good. Now come here.”

Jacqui got up and sauntered over to the tall man, who was standing furthest from her and with a naughty grin only he could see, she added a little more sway to her step, offering a tantalizing view of her pert backside. When she got near to him he reached for her cupping her peach sized breasts in his hands and squeezing gently. He plucked at her nipples again and she felt that same electric jolt as before. “I like that,” she admitted to him, so he did it a second then a third time and watched her body shudder with pleasure. The other two men, both smiled at her response to being touch as well and smiled when their cohort led her to the couch where she’d been seated, bending her over the back of it. “Are you ready, Doll?” “Y-yes.” He nodded and she heard him undressing behind her. Her face became fearful once more and that’s when the other two men stepped forward, one to kiss her gently and the other to play with those lovely, sensitive nipples. Jacqui relaxed again and then felt fingers exploring her body. Just a single digit slipped inside, filling her and the feeling was so different from anything she’d ever felt before she didn’t know what to do. Her muscles clenched and flexed and the man crooned his approval. “Sure you’re ready?” Jacqui nodded, unable to speak and felt something brush against her there. Then a pushing sensation followed by a stretch that left her gasping for air. “Doll? You alright?” She nodded again her hands reaching into empty air, finding the hands of her other two lovers and gripping them tightly. “It’s so much…” “I know, but you can do it. You’re doing good.” And another deeper stretch and a sharp stab of pain that took her by surprise even though she’d known to expect it.

“There. The hard part is over. Now try to relax.” Jacqui took a deep breath and willed her body to relax as much as she could and felt a slow retreat from her body, before there was another push forward. She suddenly became almost giddy with excitement. She was being fucked. Gently, of course, but all the same it was happening. Instinctively she tilted her hips for a better angle and was rewarded by strong hands gripping her hips tightly as the man began to move, thrusting slowly in and out of her while she clung to the other two who by the time has begun playing with her breasts and nipples with their free hands. Jacqui moaned; everything felt so good. It got better when the man fucking her loosed one hand from her hip and reached around to find her nub and began to rub it in slow tantalizing circles. Her hips bucked and she began to thrust her body against his as the two men holding her hands smiled and nodded with appreciation. Flasher spoke while brushing a strand of hair from her face, “That’s it Doll. Do what feels good.”

What felt good right now was everything and Jacqui was quickly losing herself in the sensations she felt. Suddenly she froze mid-thrust and cried out as she had her second orgasm rolled through her body, causing her to tense and flex her muscles. He never stopped fucking her. “Do you want another cock Doll?” Jacqui’s eyes flew open and she watched Flasher step in front of her, offering himself to her. She stretched forward a little and took him in her mouth. The feeling of having two holes filled at once was enough to make her come again and she felt her own juices trickle down her leg. She knew she should feel guilty, shouldn’t be doing this, but oh how could something that felt so good be wrong?

The two men quickly found a rhythm, sharing her between them and Jacqui could do little more than moan and hang on for the ride. She was stretched and filled and treated exactly like what they had been calling her all evening, a doll. And she loved it. She wondered if she could have another orgasm and she focused on that pounding feeling in her body, the push and pull of the two men. The sudden thought that she might not ever have this again threw her for a moment, but then made her resolve to relish it all the more. And she sucked and licked and squirmed and was well and truly being dominated by the two men and loved it. That heady rush hit her again and she felt herself floating away on another orgasm, her third she thought and wondered why this was such a taboo topic and thing to do. As her cunt clenched around the man fucking her he gave a soft growl and thrust into her hard just before she felt a hot warmth drenching her insides. It made her twitch and then gasp as she realized what it was. She sucked harder at the cock in her mouth as the one in her cunt retreated; she wanted to taste it again. She wanted to feel it again too and was sincerely hoping that the quiet one would fuck her, but he seemed content to watch and stroke himself while the tall man poured himself a glass of wine. Jacqui sucked hard at the crown of Flasher’s cock and that was his undoing; he shoved himself deeper into her mouth, coming hard as he had before. She swallowed greedily and pouted a bit when he pulled away. On unsteady legs she made her way to the front of the couch and sat down, to take it all in. “More wine before we go, Doll?”

 

In The Early Hours

It was five in the morning, I hadn’t slept all night, and my alarm was due to go off in an hour and a half when he came to bed. We shared a few kisses and cuddled up, both of us determined to get what little sleep we could before starting our day. Moments later his eyes opened and he looked down at me, “Not enough,” came a gruff whisper and his lips ravaged mine again before pulling back and telling me to go to sleep.

We tried, we both really did try to sleep, but before either of us could doze off we would be off again. Hands grabbing and squeezing, lips meeting in feverishly hot passion that left me breathless with need. My body pressed against his and he jerked me even closer, if that was possible. His kisses were almost frenetic in their need, but deep and unyielding at the same time. I wanted him. Badly.

But this wasn’t about him or me; it was about us. As we came crashing together again I felt him toss my legs apart and slide a single digit into my dripping pussy. He curled and fluttered that finger and a mumbled, “Fuck.” escaped my lips against his neck as I immediately had an orgasm just as he wanted me to do. Working his finger in and out he slowly added a second one as we kissed. He was slowly driving me wild with nothing more than the slight pressure of those two fingers combined with the rawness of the kisses we shared.

My hips bucked against his and again my fingers found his back, digging in fiercely as we moved together. He could play me like I was the instrument and he the virtuoso and he did. His kisses were sweet honey to me and I felt vaguely drunk on them while he fingered my pussy. Suddenly his lips tore from mine and a rough voice whispered in my ear. “Come for me.” And I did, soaking his fingers and clinging to him without words.

Slowly he removed his fingers and offered them up to me and I began to suck and lick at them enjoying the taste of myself against his skin. By the time I was done, his fingers were clean of everything but my saliva and we were both, finally, sated as we drifted off to sleep.

Mutual Pleasure

Graham moaned and thrust his hips impatiently against David’s lips. David just glanced up at him and flicked his tongue out against he head of Graham’s cock, one, then twice before retreating again and playing with his own cock, further exciting Graham. Graham gave into his desires and reached to touch himself, but David swatted his hand away and shook his head. “Nope. Not yet. I want you ready to burst when I put my mouth on you. Are you ready yet? I don’t think you are.” “But I am. I need you. I need to feel your lips wrapped around me and sucking. Please David.” His voice was husky with need and want and David grinned at him suddenly. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?” Graham just nodded this time.

David never stopping touching himself, only leaned forward and took the other man into his mouth with a satisfied moan. All the teasing had been torture for him too. Licking and sucking, running his tongue along the sensitive spot on the underside of Graham’s cock made both of them moan and this time Graham, when Graham thrust his hips he felt his cock slid a bit further into David’s warm, wet mouth. David leaned into it, taking Graham even deeper and swallowing as the tip of Graham’s cock slid right down his throat. There was a moan from above him and he swallowed again, before pulling back to catch his breath. Then he began to suck in earnest, his masculine cheeks hollowed out and his eyes on the man above him. It made Graham swear softly at the sensation and buck his hips again, more gently this time, and they settled into a rhythm. Graham was just about to come from the feel of David’s mouth when David simply stopped moving and stared up at him. It was incredibly erotic and Graham never stopped moving, fucking his partner’s face gently. He put his hands on the back of David’s head and let out an audible groan when David’s tongue began to lash at the underside of his cock as he fucked him. Unable to hold back Graham yanked David towards him and began to orgasm shooting his semen directly into David’s waiting mouth.

He slowly pulled out and just kind of fell back on the bed satiated while David stood and leaned down to give him a kiss. Graham hugged him and returned the kiss hungrily. He could feel David’s still hard cock bumping against him and he reached for it, wrapping his fingers around it and stroking firmly. “Ohhh, that feels good. I wanna come for you.” Graham kissed David again and tugged gently at his cock to get him up onto the bed. David complied and position himself within easy reach of Graham’s hands which ceased their stroking and were now playing across David’s skin gently. They scooted closer together and kissed, tongues dueling with one another. David groaned as they kissed, his cock hard and aching. He looked at Graham, “Please.”

Once again Graham’s hands found their way to David’s cock and began to stroke and squeeze gently, the pressure and intensity varying at his whim. David twitched his hips with a growing sense of urgency.”Fuck yes. You’re gonna make me come. I want to see my come decorating your face. Can I do that? Shoot all over you?” The idea excited Graham further and hi put his mouth into play with his hands using his tongue liberally on David’s cock, enjoying the taste of the other man. David grunted and quickly Graham backed off and aimed David’s cock at his face, jacking him harder now. His eyes closed but his mouth was open in anticipation and then David erupted, hitting Graham in the face with jet after jet of his hot come. He watched Graham’s face the entire time and his whole body shook at what he was seeing. He felt like his orgasm would never end. When it finally did, David reached for Graham’s face and ran his finger through the sticky come on his cheek and fed it to him, one fingerful at a time, enjoying he appreciative noises Graham was making. It’s the little things in life.

Certainty of a Woman

Lexi stood in front of the mirror debating what to wear out on her fifth date with James. She smiled at the thought of him, still a little awed by the way he made her feel. Her hands skimmed across the curves of her body and she sighed softly, hoping things never changed between them. She was falling hard and fast for this man and it frightened her a little; at the same time it awakened things within her that she never thought she’d feel. Her deep brown hair was already arranged on her head in a mass of artful curls and she was putting the finishing touches on her make up when she heard the knock at the door. Either James was early or she was running late.

Throwing on a short satin robe that gaped at the top she peered through the peephole, assuring herself that it was, in fact, James who knocked at the door. She reached out and opened the door slowly, revealing her nearly nude body to him and he couldn’t help the appreciative stare that took her all in. “God you’re gorgeous.” “You’re not too bad yourself, handsome. Come on in and let me finish getting ready then we’ll go.” He stepped through the doorway giving her a light kiss on the lips, resisting the urge to just undo her robe and take her to bed right there. The only thing he wanted was to be with her and he didn’t care where or how. Whether it was making her laugh over dinner or worshiping her body before he made love to her it was all the same to him. He wondered if she felt the same.

Lexi grinned deviously to herself and as she turned back to face the room as the front door closed, she accidentally let the tie on her robe come undone. James had already seen her naked body and hadn’t been repulsed by it so she thought she’d give him a little peek of the hot pink lace bra and panties she was wearing before she got dressed. Instead James took one look at her and growled softly, “I don’t think we’re going out tonight.” and pulled her almost roughly into his arms, smothering her with a kiss. Lexi’s fingers wound their way into his hair as she returned his heated kisses and pressed her body tightly against his, grinding her hips against his already hard cock. James moaned into her mouth and she pulled away from him with a naughty grin on her lipstick smeared lips. She dropped to her knees and unbuckled his belt while he watched her with anticipation.

His cock free of its confines sprung forward and Lexi began to stroke him using the droplets of pre-come as a lubricant to slick things up a bit. James watched the gorgeous woman at his feet, mesmerized by her stroking hand. He groaned when she flicked her tongue across the tip of his cock and then swirled it around the head, before enveloping him with her mouth. Her now free hand stroked his balls and rolled them gently across her palm, feeling the weight of them. She hummed softly as she sucked at his cock, simply enjoying the taste of him. James couldn’t help but rock his hips back and forth; watching Lexi’s red smeared mouth wrapped around him was almost too much.

She took her other hand and reached down to play with her clit and James just stared down at her a look of complete desire on his face. He watched her motions as he felt her ministrations to his cock become faster. He knew she must be wet and ready to come and wanted him to come with her. If she kept this up it wouldn’t be long.

His cock popped out of her mouth and she grinned at him, asking in her most innocent voice, “Would you like it if I swallowed all that hot come you’re going to give me?” Before he could answer she was sucking him again, hard this time as her fingers flew furious across her clit. James’ hips began to twitch and he could feel his balls tighten against his body just before he froze in place with his hips arched forward and shot the hot load that Lexi wanted right into her waiting mouth. A loud moan around his cock told him she was coming as well. They had reached that climax together and yet, neither of them was quite satisfied. Lexi pulled and licked her own fingers as well before allowing James to help her back to her feet where he kissed her again this time tasting both of them on her lips. “Now then, shall we clean up and still get dinner? We’ll come home for dessert though I think.” James smiled at her words, “You’re dessert.”

For those who are curious how Lexi and James’ first date went, you can find that story here.

A Little Me Time

She was home alone and horny. So what’s a girl to do when her partner isn’t home to fuck her silly? She takes matters into her own hands of course. With her favorite dildo and clitoral vibe she settled into the bed. She started with her nipples, pinching and rolling and tugging at them none too gently until they were rock hard and then she placed the vibrator against them, one at a time. The sensations made her gasp out loud and squirm on the bed. Her free hand trailed down her body and back up several times as she lightly caressed her own skin, still alternating the vibrator from one nipple to the other. Quietly, she moaned.

Finally she took the little bullet vibe away from her nipples and pressed it ever so gently against her clit. That alone was enough and she ground herself into the toy as her first orgasm hit her. Catching her breath she grinned and reached for her dildo, added a little lube, and slowly slipped it into her hungry pussy. This…this was what she’d been waiting for. In and out, nice and slow, feeling the slickness of herself against the toy. She just enjoyed the slow, lazy motions and let her lust build, gently teasing her labia and clit with her fingers, just enough to keep things nice and interesting.

Gradually her thrusts grew quicker and she reached for her vibrator, turned it back on, and placed it right on the edge of her clit, very gently, and turned it on to its lowest setting. It was just a tiny rumble adding to the stimulation she was already providing herself and she sighed with pleasure. She closed her eyes, seeing a fantasy in her head while she fucked herself and rubbed the vibrator against her clit. Soon it was all just too much and she began to thrust in earnest as she clicked the vibe up to its highest setting.

There was much more rumble now and she could feel it vibrating deeper into her body, forcing the dildo in and out, nearly reaching her cervix. Her hips lifted off the bed involuntarily and she found a rhythm there as she lifted to meet her own thrusts as she would those of a lover. She was fucking the dildo hard and grinding that damn vibrator into her clit and it felt so good. Her legs began to tremble and shake and she could feel the ridges on the shaft of the dildo scraping against her g-spot, filling her up so full, and she was almost there. Her tiny sighs and moans turned her on more, knowing she was doing something that many people would still consider dirty. Well, I’ll be a dirty girl, she thought, and fucked her pussy harder, arching her hips into it and with no warning another orgasm rolled over her. She tried to keep the dildo moving and fuck herself as she came to prolong an excellent orgasm and a third tiny one ripped through her as well when she pressed that vibrator just so.

After that she lay sated on the bed, not bothering to remove the dildo, but just turning off the vibe and laying there to rest for a long moment. She felt much better and couldn’t think of a better way to spend part of her day.

A Night Out

Ellie grinned at Matt in the darkened theater and reached for his belt, watching him closely. He looked at her for a long moment, then looked at her pale hand resting against him and grinned back at her. They shared a quick excited kiss and Ellie’s nimble fingers went to work on his belt buckle. She quickly leaned over him and before anyone could’ve noticed what they were up to in the back of the theater her warm mouth had engulfed his cock. He bit his lip to stifle the moan that tried to escape and held very still, enjoying the feel of her mouth wrapped around him.

A muffled giggle came from Matt’s lap and she began to tease him, licking at the head of his cock, running her tongue along the shaft gently, before finally taking all of him once more. Matt’s fingers slid from the armrest to wrap themselves in Ellie’s hair, holding it out of the way so he could see as much as possible in the dark. HE gasped softly and wanted so badly to thrust his hips, but he knew the squeaky chairs would give them away so he stayed very still while his lovely wife tortured and teased him to the edge of orgasm before stopping.

She leaned up and whispered to him, “I’m not wearing any panties and I want you to fuck me, right here, right now.” Matt’s eyes widened at her words and sat forward in the seat a bit so Ellie could sit in his lap and ride his cock in a movie theater where people only had to look behind them and they’d see what was going on. Ellie moved cautiously, also aware of the seats and began to slowly rock herself back and forth on Matt’s cock. His hands found her breasts and pinched at her nipples through the dress she wore. “You’re not wearing a bra either are you?” She shook her head no in response to his question and felt him twitch. Bubbly laughter threatened to overwhelm her, but Matt clamped his fingers down on her nipples and made her bite her tongue to stop the tiny noises she normally made from slipping out of her mouth.

As he released them to feel the weight of her in his hands she squeezed tightly with her muscles and began to use them to milk his cock. She sighed softly and leaned back against him. Matt took the chance and trailed fiery kisses along the side of Ellie’s neck and reached down to hold her hips steady. He could feeling her tightening around him and wanted so badly to bend her forward over the seats in front of them and just fuck her as hard as he could. He kissed her neck again, silencing the groan that wanted to come from his lips and dared to thrust against her very gently. The seat didn’t make a sound so he keeps his movements up as she rippled against him. Between the motion of her muscle and his gentle thrusting they were both ready to explode. Ellie tilted her head back, “Don’t come. I want to taste you mixed with my juices.” Matt swore softly under his breathe and then shuddered as he felt his wife’s climax around his cock.

Ellie slid from his lap and quickly turned and sucked him into her waiting mouth. She muffled a moan at the taste of them mixed together and sucked hard, wanting to feel his orgasm. Matt’s hips bucked once, then twice, and he forced himself to be still. Ellie slowly slid her mouth against him, up to the tip and sucked gently, her tongue lashing at the same time. She reached down and ran a finger along his balls and could feel them tightening up. He was so close. And then there it was as she descended back onto his cock, taking him almost into her throat he let out a half gasp, half moan that was covered by the noise of the movie and came hard, right into her beautiful, waiting mouth. Ellie swallowed several times as he pulsed in her mouth before slipping away from him and sitting back in her seat.