A lot of guys

She didn’t have to wait long for another ping. Indeed as the morning turned into the afternoon and the afternoon turned into the evening she was blowing up with requests.

Some of them wanted something nice and normal.

“I wrap my fingers around the base of your cock, my lips tight around the head of your cock as my tongue describes tight circles around the head, each pass tasting your pre. My eyes locked with yours as my gently cup your testicles. My breathing heavy as I feel them clench and your cock swell. My eyes going wide with glee as I taste your seed, drinking it down with abandon.”

To the more ****.

“The sound of my slap bounces off the walls of the basement. The fingers of my other hand digging into the meat of your ass. ‘Like that slut!?’ I exclaim, my cock buried fully in your ass now.”

“I groan through the gag, my mind on fire with the feeling of your cock stretching me out and hitting nerves in ways I never thought possible. The cuffs holding me down to the mounting stand keeping me from doing anything but moaning and writhing under your ****.”

To the comical.

“I stand upon the prow of the ship, my breasts glistening in the setting sun as I turn towards you. “You can call me Benedetta HornyGold. Queen Slut of the Seven Seas!” I brandish my cutlass at you with a flourish. ‘And there ain't a cock on the sea that I ain’t sucked n’ fucked so drop your breaches and give me what you owe me!’”

As the sun set and she finally signed herself off she felt the dozens of fantasies and scenarios rolling around her head. It was an intense high but one that she wouldn’t trade in for anything else.

Still, she rolled over on her bed, pulling open the side drawer and retrieving her vibrator. Now that she had spent all day giving others release it was time for her to have a little.