Carrie's hunger grows

The entire drive home, I eagerly suck my boyfriend's cock. As I do, I can't help but rub my clit. Around halfway through our drive, I lift my ass up, and my boyfriend lowers the windows, the cold air blasting my bald, wet pussy is intense, and in response, I suck him harder, even as I hear cars honking. Knowing all those people can see my just fucked pussy and ass, can see my fingers rubbing my clit, my head down in my boyfriend's lap, eagerly sucking away at his cock. I do manage to keep him on the edge though, as I don't want the fun to end until we get home. But eventually we do get home, and I make him cum as we pull up into the driveway. Swallowing every drop of his cum, he finally shuts off the engine, and we both get out of the car, one of our neighbors is standing outside, staring at us, or more accurately, me, clearly having seen my ass up in the air, and very obviously enjoying my outfit.

My boyfriend grabs me, and turns me to face our neighbor, his hands groping me from behind while I look back at our neighbor. He kisses my neck and says to me, "Tell me slut, would you rather cum now, or get more cock?" I groan. My pussy is soaking wet, dripping down my exposed thighs, my entire body is aching for an orgasm. It was one thing to be into not getting to cum before, when it wasn't on anybody's mind but mine, but now, here, being given the option, it's a different story altogether. But even through that fog of need, I know what I am now. I'm a cockslut, and I know what I need the most. "More cock!" I whimper in response. He gropes me harder, "Louder, whore!" and I moan out, "Please, I need more cock! Anyone you want, I just need to be fucked like the pathetic little slut I am!" And with that, he leads me closer to our neighbor.

Our neighbor, Al, is a heavy, older man. Who has for as long as we've lived here always stared at me. He's not an attractive man, in fact I'd describe him as downright ugly. Balding, fat, and always just seemed kind of gross. Yet here I was, walking over to him with my boyfriend, about to be offered up to him, for him to fuck me however he wants. And the worst part was that I found myself wanting it, wanting him to use me, to treat me like the little cumslut I am. Not just to make my boyfriend happy, but because I need it. I need to be used this way, and I need to show my boyfriend just how much I need it, to show him that I'm every bit the cock-addicted, depraved little nympho he wants me to be, and then some.

When we reach Al, my boyfriend reaches around and grabs one of my tits and says to Al, "Hey Al, like what you see?" Pulling my tit out of the tiny bikini top as he does. As he does, I just stare back at Al, a hungry, lustful look on my face. I can feel his eyes on me, looking my scantily clad body up and down, "Yeah, you know I do!" he finally says, "And I must say, Carrie, I'm loving this outfit, you should dress like that more often!" His words for some reason make me blush a little. My boyfriend responds, "Well, how would you like to fuck her?" Al looks at him and at first laughs, "You're joking!" My boyfriend then says to me, "Show him, kneel down and suck his cock." I smile brightly, and walk up to him, dropping down to my knees and pulling his cock out, right in his driveway, and take it into my mouth. I can tell he needs a shower, as his crotch stinks, but that just makes me hornier. Sucking off my fat, disgusting, dirty old neighbor at my boyfriend's command is utterly degrading, but so incredibly hot, I find myself moaning on his already hard cock. It's bigger than my boyfriend's, and I want to feel it deeper inside of me.

But I'm interrupted, "OK I get it! But let's go inside! I don't want to get the cops called on us!" I keep sucking until my boyfriend orders me to stand up, and then the three of us enter Al's home. Upon entering, I immediately take off my top and skirt, remaining in just my heels. Looking around, the place is rather messy, clearly Al doesn't get much in the way of female company. "You two wait here, I'll be right back." And with that, he leaves us in the living room, me standing, my boyfriend taking a seat, staring and grinning like a kid on Christmas morning. He says to me, "I've never been more attracted to you than I am right now, I love what a slut you've become. My slut, to enjoy however I want, to make you fuck whoever I want." I simply moan and purr in response, looking back at him, biting my lower lip and smiling.

Al comes back a few moments later, bringing a bottle of lube and a pair of handcuffs with him. "I hope you don't mind, but if we're going to do this, I want to enjoy it to the fullest." My boyfriend just smiles at him and tells him to go ahead, that he can fuck me however he wants. Not needing any further encouragement, Al takes my hands and pulls them behind my back, cuffing my wrists together. The sudden helplessness only adds to how hot the situation is for me. Being at this fat, dirty old man's mercy while my boyfriend just watches, enjoying the show. Next he lubes up my ass, "I've been wanting to fuck this beautiful ass of yours for so long, seeing you in those tight yoga pants, I've lost track of how many times I've jerked off to the thought of sticking my cock in between those cheeks. And seeing you like this now, well, clearly you're just a dirty little slut, and your dripping wet cunt doesn't even deserve my cock, does it?" His words have me whimpering and moaning, "No Sir, my cunt doesn't deserve your cock, I need you to fuck me in the ass, to treat me like the insatiable little cockslut I am, to punish my ass for being such a tease all this time. Please, put me in my fucking place!" The words come from my mouth, almost as if of their own accord.

Al then stands behind me, positioning me so I'm facing my boyfriend, my legs about shoulder width apart, and I feel the head of Al's cock pressing against my lubed up asshole, one of his hands gripping my hair, the other my hip, and without any further preamble shoves every inch of his big cock up my ass. My eyes roll back in my head as I feel that beast slamming deep into my bowels, letting out a scream which turns into a groan as he begins thrusting deep into me, rearranging my insides as he pounds mercilessly into my ass. I find myself losing track of time as this fat bastard relentlessly slams into my ass, a never ending mixture of pain and pleasure coursing through my body, overwhelming me. Soon the only thing I'm really aware of is his cock, and his voice. He seems to never stop talking as he fucks me. Dirty things, calling me names I'd never even thought of before, and certainly nothing my boyfriend or any other lover had ever thought of either.

Eventually though, Al is ready to finish, and he pulls out of my ass, putting me on my knees and shoving his cock into my mouth. I can taste my ass, and his cock, as he fucks my face hard and rough, both hands firmly gripping my head, and then his cum, bitter and salty, filling my mouth, going down my throat as I try to swallow it, some of it escaping and running down my chin. When he finally finishes, he pulls out and uncuffs my wrists, leaving me down on all fours a panting, sweaty mess. "Well, I need a shower and a nap now, you two can show yourselves out." And with that, my boyfriend says goodbye, a bit unsure of himself now, and begins walking out, me still down on all fours, crawling behind him. I see a clock on our way out, and notice that it's been a little over two hours. That fat bastard's got some real stamina! My boyfriend scoops up my clothes, but instead of giving them to me, just takes them with him as we both go home.