Take it like a good little slut

“Take off your clothes and get on the bed Ollie.” Oliver’s face flushed, but he obeyed. Stripping off his clothes, he lay on the bed and watched Tori intently. Slipping her panties off, revealing the smoothly shaved mound beneath, Tori stripped out of her bra and stood examining Oliver like a tiger preparing to pounce.

Drinking in the sight of her tattooed body, Oliver’s hand drifted to his cock and “NO.” Oliver’s hand froze at the **** of Tori’s command. “Ollie Ollie oxen free, the little slut belongs to me”, Tori’s rhyme evolving into the signal of her dominance. “Ollie Ollie oxen free, a bottom bitch as he was meant to be.” She stalked forward, stepping on the bed and walking over Oliver’s prone body. Tori sank to her knees, her pussy directly above Oliver’s mouth. “You’ve discovered two important things in the last 24 hours Ollie” Tori’s voice soft but edged in diamond, “you’ve discovered the freedom of bisexuality and the pleasure of submission.” Tori sank down, her wetness pressed on Oliver’s lip. “You are not allowed to touch yourself Ollie, if you earn it- I might allow you to cum.” Tori ground her pussy into Oliver’s face, his tongue instinctively plunging into her folds.

Oliver could barely breath, his need for oxygen overridden by the need to pleasure sodden cunt crushed into his face. Tori’s hands caressed her sides, cupping her own breasts and teasing her pierced nipples. She rode him mercilessly, increasing her speed until she cried out in her first orgasm but rather than calming her climax served only to press her onward. Oliver sucked air through his nose, the sweet taste of Tori’s juices flooding his mouth. He raised his hands and grabbed Tori’s ass and as she prepared to dismount (for fear she was really suffocating him) instead moaned as Oliver pushed her against him even harder. A second orgasm wracked Tori’s body, a third, a fourth, each rolling and flowing into the next until finally she wrenched away and threw her body to the side.

A rush of air-filled Oliver’s aching lungs as Tori panted the flush of her face as striking as her dyed hair. “You’re too fucking good at that little slut” Tori said between breaths. Looking back at Oliver’s neglected cock, she contorted her body until she straddled him, sliding down his cock. Oliver moaned, he needed to cum, the sudden attention bringing his aching cock dangerously closed to exploding instantly. Luckily, Tori was in no mood to tease her new toy further, for now at least. Whispering how much of a little slut Oliver was, how this weekend she was going to throw him down on the bed and peg him while he sucked Aaron’s cock, how she was going to make him cum in her tight little pussy and make him eat it out of her, how-

Oliver’s release felt like a gut punch, a low whine the only sound he could make. Once again, Tori rolled off her lover, toying idly with her pussy, swirling Oliver’s cum over her abused clit. Mustering all his strength, Oliver needed no encouragement as he repositioned himself to eat his own cum. His tongue plunging and scooping as Tori’s fingers still danced on her hooded clit. When he felt he had fulfilled Tori’s filthy demand, he hauled himself up the bed and lay next to Tori, breathing hard.

Her earlier dominance set aside; Tori chuckled. “I got a little carried away Ollie, but you seemed into it. You’re damn good at eating pussy.” Oliver returned the laugh “we’re good, I have the feeling I haven’t seen the half of your femdom shit yet.” Tori shrugged, as if to say “Maybe not” as Oliver rolled to grab the small bowl of weed on the nightstand. Lying in bed passing the piece back after each hit, Tori explained that she discussed a threesome with a very interested Aaron. I knew they fucked like crazy, but I guess I didn’t expect this level of poly from those two Oliver thought, while verbally confirming that although he was keen to explore more with Simon, he was quite keen to join his roommate and her boyfriend’s debauchery.

Taking an exaggeratedly big hit, Tori turned her head to the side and kissed Oliver again, sharing the smoke. Pulling back and looking at him with a naughty twinkle in her eyes Tori whispered, “Oh yes, we definitely have to do this again.”