Am I normal?

"... then there was that thing at the climbing gym with Silke," she murmured, her fingers slowly and sensually stroking the thick, throbbing bulge in his tights, the head of his cock dark and dripping through the nylon. "Fuck, baby... I loved being used by her so much. She just used me in the ropes like a toy—my tits swinging freely, my pussy open and dripping, while she put me on display against the walls for everyone to see. Her fingers deep in my wet slit, her mouth on my nipples… I felt so cheap and horny. If you ever want a threesome, Peter… then only with Silke. I promise. She knows exactly how to turn me into a total, drooling slut.”

“And then… then came the real BDSM session with Susi,” she continued to whisper, her voice now even deeper, even hornier. “Baby, that took forever… she had all the time in the world and really took her time. First, she made me totally helpless. Tied me to this tilted cross, legs spread wide, arms high above my head, so my pussy lay completely open and inviting. My thick, swollen labia were already hanging slightly apart, glistening with lust, my clit thick and throbbing. Eventually she came really close… first clipping the silver nipple clamps with the little weights onto me. Slowly, one after the other. She first took my left nipple between her fingers, rolling it hard, pulling and stretching it until I whimpered—only then did she clip the cold metal clamp onto it. The sharp, biting pain shot straight into my pussy like lightning, as if my tits and my pussy were connected by a rope. I screamed, my hips jerked, and already the second clamp was on. The weights pulled immediately, stretching my nipples long and red; with every little movement, they swung and tugged. The pain was so intense, so sharp… but it instantly turned into pure, hot lust. My pussy cramped up and squeezed out even more creamy juice, which ran down in thick drops.”

She was breathing faster, her hand gripping Peter’s rock-hard cock tighter.

“I whimpered and begged, ‘Please… ,’ but she just laughed and shoved the huge red ball gag deep into my mouth. My jaw was stretched so wide, the thick rubber ball flattened my tongue, and immediately saliva ran from the corners of my mouth—thick, shiny strands down my chin, over my tits, where it mixed with the pain from the clamps. All I could do was whimper softly, drooling like a cheap hooker, while the weights tugged at my nipples and my cunt throbbed with emptiness.”

Until she finally spread her legs and held her own dripping cunt right in front of my face. “Now you’re going to lick me, you submissive filthy cunt,” she commanded, yanking my head forward by the hair. I had to lick her, Peter… I had to lick her wet, hot cunt like a hungry bitch. My tongue immediately plunged deep into her swollen, slippery labia, pushing them apart and circling her thick, throbbing clit. She tasted so damn good—salty-sweet, thick and creamy, that horny pussy juice that immediately streamed over my tongue, chin, and tits. I sucked her clit hard, fucked her with my tongue, pushing deep inside while she rammed her hips into my face. Her pussy really smacked every time I licked her, and she moaned like a slut in heat. “Deeper, you cheap tongue whore! Lick my hot pussy clean!” she gasped, pressing her wet labia even tighter against my face until my nose was completely buried in her hot, dripping slit and all I could do was smell and taste her—that heavy, horny pussy smell that drove me completely crazy.”

“I loved licking her so much… I licked up every drop, sucked her clit until she twitched, even worked her asshole with my tongue while the vibrator wasn’t even inside me yet. She had so much fun, really came all over my face, spreading her juices everywhere until my whole face was glistening and all I could do was drool and swallow. The pain from the clamps, the constant tugging on my nipples, my own saliva and her pussy juices… I was just a trembling, dripping, licking slut who wanted nothing more than to pleasure her pussy.”

“But in between, she held this electric thing against my clit and nipples. This little, vibrating electro-pad… at first just very lightly, then stronger and stronger. The current shot straight into my swollen clit, making it twitch like crazy, making my nipples burn and tingle until I almost lost my mind with pleasure. My whole body arched up, my pussy cramped and squirted, but she always stopped at exactly the right moment. I wasn’t allowed to come. Not even once. I just whimpered and howled with lust.”

Lisa bit her lip hard; her own pussy visibly contracted and squeezed out a thick, white gush of pussy juice that ran heavily down her clit and splashed onto the floor.

“Then she got the whip. A thin, black leather whip. She hit me on the tits with it—smack, smack—right on my already tortured, clenched nipples. Then on my ass, over and over, until my cheeks were burning. And finally… on my open, dripping pussy. Every time the whip hit my swollen labia and my throbbing clit, I screamed—but only muffled by the ball gag. The pain was so sharp, so hot… and it just made me hornier. My pussy drooled even more with every blow.”

Her hand was now rubbing Peter’s cock really intensely; it had been twitching wildly inside the nylon pantyhose the whole time, the head dark and wet, a large, shiny patch of precum spreading out.

“In the end, she marked me, just like you see now. And shoved that big, thick vibrator all the way in—but only on level 2 out of 10. That deep, slow hum… just enough to drive me crazy, but not enough to make me come. I was so horny, Peter. So damn horny. It took ten to fifteen minutes for the fire department to arrive… and I didn’t come. Not even once. I just trembled, drooled, and my pussy clenched around the vibrator, dripping nonstop. Am I still normal? That I needed that so badly?”

Peter’s cock twitched hard in her fist. Lisa grinned devilishly and rubbed him even faster, pressing the thin nylon fabric deep into the wet slit of his glans.

“Look here,” she whispered suddenly, spreading her legs a little wider. “This is where she whipped me with the strap.” Peter looked right between her thighs—and saw the long, red welts running across her swollen, glistening pussy. But he saw even more. From her still slightly open, rosy slit, not only was her own thick pussy juice flowing… but also white, thick, fresh cum. Thick, creamy drops oozed out slowly, mixing with her juices and running down her inner thighs in long strands.

Lisa followed his gaze and laughed softly, horny and shameless. “Yeah… that’s cum, baby.” Her hand was now jerking his cock really hard and fast through the pantyhose. “I let five firefighters fuck me in the ass, pussy, and mouth of my own free will. That was the price I paid for my freedom. I offered myself to them like a cheap, public cum dump—legs spread, mouth open, ass up. And they all came inside me. Three in my pussy, one deep in my ass, and one filled my mouth. I just came so hard when I offered myself to those fat, hard cocks… so hard that my pussy squirted while they were fucking me.”

At that very moment, Peter came. His cock twitched wildly in her hand, thick, hot spurts of cum shot into the nylon pantyhose, soaking through the thin fabric, running warm and sticky down his thigh. He groaned loudly, his knees going weak.

Lisa looked at him with big, innocent eyes as she slowly pulled her cum-smeared fingers out of the pantyhose and licked them off one by one with relish. Thick, white drops of his own cum glistened on her tongue.

“Are you mad at me, baby?” she asked with that sweet, innocent look, her head tilted slightly to one side, as she sucked the last bit off his fingers.