The Sixth Man

“That’s me.”

You don’t hear this one’s name. There are just hands on your waist where there weren’t any before. They maneuver you into place on the coffee table. One stays to hold you in place and you feel a hard object at your asshole.

This man barely adds any lube. You can tell he wants you to feel every bump and vein as he enters your depths. He pushes hard, forcing himself inside. You bite your tongue to avoid making any noise.

Suddenly he stops. You both pause for a moment. SLAP. He strikes you hard.

“Whores do the work.”

You freeze for a moment. Then you realize what he means. Slowly, you start pushing your hips back, taking him even deeper. He wants you to fuck yourself with his cock. Or rather he wants you to pleasure him without him lifting a finger.

As you begin to build up a rhythm, you feel him drizzle a little more lube over your abused hole. You’re grateful, but you think to yourself that it’s more for his pleasure than for your comfort. Something about that sends a shiver of pleasure down your spine. You’re enjoying being used like this. You’re the free use toy for boys night. The men are focused on the game and you’re nothing more than another item on their table. Chips, dip, slut.

You moan as you continue, fucking yourself harder and faster as you get used to the man’s cock in your anus.

“Are you enjoying yourself?”

You nod.

SLAP. “Wrong answer. Toys don’t talk back.”

It takes everything in you not to moan as he calls you a toy. You are an object to them, fully. You know your pussy is dripping. A gust of air on your clit could make you cum.

As you push back, you feel him grab your hips hard. He slams his full length into your asshole, hard. It takes everything in you not to cry out. With a few short thrusts, he cums just as hard.

He withdraws, and you’re left on all fours panting a little. Your body is slick with sweat and arousal.

“This dumb whore…” He slaps your ass again. “You know what comes next.”

You crawl around and feel his cock slap your cheek. It feels slimy from the lube and the inside of your asshole. You open your mouth, knowing that he’ll expect you to do the work here too. The tip of his penis lands on your tongue and you gag as the earthy flavor fills your mouth. Slowly, you take more and more of his filthy shaft into your mouth. Luckily this isn’t the most well endowed of the boys. You can handle his cock easily.

When the taste finally fades from his member and your mouth, you let his cock fall from your lips and turn your face upward to the man. If you weren’t blindfolded, he’d be able to see the cock-addled look of desire on your face.