Forced Erotica

by Emmie Combs

  We piled out of the cab and I handed what I hoped was an appropriate amount of money to the driver. He was apparently satisfied, but all I could think about was the swaying hips of the two beautiful girls walking towards our apartment. I followed their asses like juicy peaches dangled before me on sticks, unable to focus on anything else. They were laughing about something I didn't catch when Selina tripped on a crack in the sidewalk. Callie quickly grabbed her around the waist to keep her from falling, and the two supported each other for a second, laughing drunkenly. The predator in me thought,

  "Oh, man, this is going to be easy tonight," before running a few steps to catch up with them. I asked, "Hey, Selina, you okay?".

  "Yeah, I just fell over." Callie hugged her closer and affected an Austin Powers voice, replying,

  "Oh, you fell ova, you fell ova again." Selina looked her in the eye, smiled, and said,

  "That's not until we get inside." Callie responded,

  "Oh, really?", as Selina laughed, pushed Callie's hands away, and ran the last few steps to our front door. Following her, I chuckled at the small thrill I got from inserting my key into the lock, my hands trembling with desire. Once we stepped over the doorjamb any self-control I had vanished. I grabbed Callie's ass and pulled her to me, kissing her soft mouth with absolute abandon, feeling the warmth and wetness and life of her lips and tongue playing with mine, and I drank her in like some lustful cocktail. I pressed her supple hips into me, grinding my stiffening dick against her, letting her know how hard she was making me, that I was going to fuck her whether she wanted it or not, that I had been able to think about nothing but her naked body bucking in pleasure as I thrust my cock into her all night. Then I remembered the person watching our animal passion. I kissed Callie once more, and stepped back without a word. A new desire grew in me: I wanted to watch Callie become flooded by lust, wanted to watch her transform like a werewolf and fuck the nearest person she saw without regard for rules. Selina stepped forward, buried her hands in Callie's hair and kissed her passionately. Their soft lips caressed one another, their beautiful tongues touched and explored, drinking in femininity and sexual desire. Their full breasts were pressed together and their undulating hips met, begging for satisfaction. I poured out our usual drinks in a daze, watching my sex kitten of a wife making out with a horny girl she hadn't known three hours earlier. As I dropped ice cubes into my glass, I watched her slide her hands up from Selina's luscious ass to the back of her neck, a move that I had done to her many times before. Her hands worked quickly, untying the straps of Selina's halter top, then letting them fall, exposing breasts as juicy and pert as a slice of fresh cantaloupe. Selina's nipples were erect, aching for Callie's touch. Selina quickly responded, pulling Callie's shirt over her head and unclasping her bra. I grinned, noting that my wife's breasts were bigger, creating a wonderful contrast. Selina seemed to agree as she pushed Callie down to the couch and trailed kisses down her neck before taking her right nipple in her mouth, kissing and licking it. I heard her softly moan,

  "Your skin's so soft," before knowing I couldn't wait another moment. I left the drinks on the counter and moved to the couch, grabbing the back of Callie's neck and kissing her hungrily, pulling her mouth into mine like the possession it was. I slid my right hand down the front of her body, briefly caressing her left breast, and found the hem of her skirt. I pulled it up and moved my hand between her legs only to find Selina's slim fingers already rubbing Callie's pussy through the baby blue cotton of her panties. This little slut was getting my wife wet! I bit Callie's lower lip to show her I was in control, and figured I should lend Selina a hand, pulling the crotch of those panties to the side. Both girls moaned as Selina's manicured fingertip met the smooth skin of Callie's shaved pussy, already wet and ready to fuck. Selina moistened her fingertip in Callie's juices and began rubbing her clit, prompting Callie to begin gently thrusting her hips against this girl's fingers. Feeling Callie getting serviced filled me with an absolute need. Grabbing the back of her neck, I told her,

  "Listen. This girl is going to fuck you with her fingers, and you are going to like it." She began to squirm in anticipation of the power play, and squeaked out a helpless "No". I kissed her wet little mouth and said,

  "If you're going to do that with your lips, you might as well have a reason for it," as I unzipped my pants and pulled out my stiff dick. Selina, appreciating the shift in power, began to thrust her middle and ring fingers into Callie's wet slit while continuing to rub her clit with her other hand. She looked at me and asked breathily,

  "Are you going to make her suck your cock? That's hot."

  "Yeah. She's a little slut who needs to have her mouth fucked once in a while." Watching her attend to Callie's pussy, I continued, "You should probably use your tongue, if you don't want to get spanked."

  "Okay." She grinned at me and leaned forward, extending her soft, pink tongue to caress the exposed center of Callie's pleasure. Callie bucked her hips in response. I asked, "Does that feel good? Do you like that?" She replied,

  "Yes, yes Daddy."

  "Well, I like this," I replied, wrapping my hands around her neck and pulling her pretty mouth to my erect shaft. She took the head of my cock in her mouth, running her moist tongue over it while stroking the shaft with her free hand. She sucked and sucked, each time swallowing a little bit more of my dick. Soon I felt her relax her throat, and I buried my cock in her warm and willing mouth. I held her head in place and stroked my hard shaft in and out of her, feeling the wetness of her lips and tongue. I looked down and saw Selina's thick ebony hair falling across Callie's thighs as she buried her face underneath the short black skirt. I noticed then that Callie's hands were buried in those dark locks. She was holding Selina's head in place and fucking the tongue that was licking her cunt, just as I was holding and fucking her. I loved to see my wife horny, and knowing that she was ignoring everything but the call of her sex and fucking this stranger brought out the animal in me. I gripped the back of her neck tighter and began fucking her mouth with all my strength. Callie moaned aloud from the sensations of a stiff dick in her mouth and a hungry tongue on her clit, and the sound almost drove me to orgasm. I slowly pulled out, because I knew this night wasn't going to end without me fucking both of them. I took a moment to survey the scene in front of me: Callie's face, eyes closed and mouth gasping in pleasure, her breasts, bouncing slightly as her weight shifted, her hips thrusting, grinding her pussy into Selina's wet mouth, Selina's sensuous black hair, her ass thrust into the air as she raised her body onto her knees - and an offensive pair of jeans covering that delicious peach. I decided to act like the animal I was.

  "Selina", I said, "licking Callie's sweet little pussy... You're a horny little whore, aren't you?"

  "Yeah", was the muffled response.

  "You want to fuck and be fucked, don't you?"

  "Mm-hmm."

  "Then why the fuck aren't you naked? Take those clothes off and show us your body, before I rip them off." I accented this by pulling my shirt off and dropping my pants and boxers to the floor, standing before this pussy-licking session stark naked, my rigid cock standing out straight.

  "I'm busy licking your wife's pussy, and I think she likes it. I think you like it too," she said, gesturing at my erection.

  "You're new here, but I control the fucking that happens in this house. If I say you can wear clothes, you can wear clothes. But if I say to get naked, then you lose the right to have anything covering that gorgeous little body. Is that understood?" Selina stood up then, and the two of us faced each other with Callie, half-naked, in the middle. I knew she liked it when I told her what to do in bed, but as she moved her fingers to her thoroughly slick pussy, I realized how much it turned her on to see me do the same to someone else. Callie began masturbating as I faced down Selina, who flashed me a defiant look and said,

  "What if I don't buy your rules?"

  "Oh, ho ho," I chuckled, placing my dick on Callie's full lips. I slowly began fucking
her mouth while I returned Selina's stare. "No. You girls are my toys. You don't get to decide. Right now, it's my beautiful Callie's birthday, and she gets to cum all she wants. You, little miss Selina, are going to be naked while that happens, so she can appreciate exactly what a fucking hot piece of ass you are." I watched Selina's breath quickening, and I stroked myself deeper into Callie's mouth while she began fucking herself with her fingers. Selina crossed her forearms underneath her exposed breasts and responded,

  "No." I shifted my gaze down to Callie's pretty eyes, and thrust my cock into her mouth once - twice - three times before pulling out and striding towards this petite and defiant girl. She stood with her weight on one hip, black eyes flashing, waiting for my next argument. But I was done arguing. I grabbed her left wrist and, stepping behind her, twisted it around to her back. I pinned her right arm to her body and held her tightly, my dick against her ass, as she squirmed to be free. She let out a moan as I pulled her other arm to my left hand, gripping both of her slim wrists and leaving me with one hand free to pull her clothes off. I ran my nails from her stomach up to her breasts and caressed them one at a time, feeling their firmness, their smooth texture. I caught Callie's eyes again from behind this passionate dynamo and drank in their soft green color while I felt Selina's nipple stiffen in response to my touches. I slid my hand down that lovely path on a woman's body which leads to her warm, inviting honey pot and spread my fingers over the button and zipper of her jeans. Callie's fingers quickened between her thighs, and I snapped the button open with my thumb. Selina arched her back and inhaled deeply. Her zipper was next, its short length extended by the promise of the sweet treasure beneath. However, these pants which displayed her hips and legs so sensually were too tight to fall to the floor. I quickly got an idea. I moved my mouth next to Selina's right ear and whispered,

  "I am going to let go of your hands. When I do, you are going to take off your jeans and panties for my wife. Is that understood?" She breathed,

  "Yes." But I wasn't about to let go of her when I was enjoying holding that delicious body in my arms. Still holding her wrists, I wrapped my right arm around her neck. Her breath heightened as I applied pressure to her throat and let go with my left hand. Callie began massaging her right breast and said,

  "Yeah, Richard. Hold that slut tight." Selina followed my orders, hooking her thumbs under the waist of her tight pink underwear and crouching to draw them down her legs. I kneeled with her and stood when she did, clothing pooled around her ankles. She stepped out of them delicately before I pulled her back to me, the tip of my cock tracing a short arc on her lower back as it was bent up.

  "Selina," I said, releasing her neck to hold one wrist in each hand. "Now, why don't you help Callie out of that little bit she's still wearing?"

  "O- okay." I licked my lips and grinned, pulling her arms closer behind her back.

  "Almost."

  "Huh?"

  "Say, 'okay, sir'."

  "Okay... sir."

  "What are you going to do?"

  "I'm going to take off her skirt and panties, sir."

  "Good. Get to it," I said, releasing her arms. I stepped back to watch this little scene, running my fingertips over my throbbing erection. Selina looked back at me for a second, then kneeled before the couch, leaning forward between Callie's knees. Callie continued to masturbate, eyes now focused on the petite dark girl who was tasked with getting her naked, watching slim hands slide down her creamy thighs. She tightened the muscles of her ass, raising her hips and allowing Selina access to that short skirt's zipper. Selina unzipped and pulled as Callie brought her beautiful legs together, her minimal clothing skimming each soft curve. Before I knew it, there they were, wearing absolutely nothing. Feeling a thrill of power, I stepped forward and grabbed the back of Selina's head. Without a word, I shoved her face in between the lush curvy legs she had just stripped and savored Callie's moan as lips met pussy. This new girl was a fun little toy, now that she had been properly introduced to the rules. According to the look of ecstasy on my wife's face, she was also talented at pleasuring a woman, though I knew at least a small part of that look came from her enjoyment of this sassy girl's submission. But then, who doesn't like using a beautiful girl's body for sex? I pulled back a swath of that rich black hair to watch her wet pink tongue caressing and rubbing Callie's wet pink pussy, my hips moving inadvertently. Callie's hand groped for my cock, I grabbed it and guided her to me, wrapping her fingers around my shaft. She began stroking me in rhythm. I responded by pushing Selina's face even harder into her wet little cunt. Callie splayed out the fingers of her free hand, running them over the couch and feeling for something to grab. I could tell that all this attention had almost pushed her over the edge. It hit me suddenly that I had hat very little to do with that. I had been with her, posturing and setting the tone of the evening, but almost all of the physical contact, the touching and licking and fucking, had been done by Selina. Something deep inside me thrilled to that idea. My wife was fucking this person, caressing her, using her, seconds away from cumming while I watched. She was soaring to orgasm on unfettered wings, and I was watching the most intimate sex scene I've ever witnessed. I wondered for a second what she would be like with another man when all thought was obliterated by the spectacle of her climax. One hand tightened on my shaft, the fingers of the other dug into the cushion, her eyes closed, her back arched, her thighs clamped around Selina's face, and she let out a long, loud, crying wail of pure satisfaction.

  When it finally diminished, she sank back into the couch to stare at the ceiling. Selina sat back with a triumphant grin, her mouth and cheeks glistening with Callie's wetness. I surveyed this little scene with an unprecedented mix of emotions. As always, I felt satisfied and content with the knowledge of Callie's release, but my hunger for her was in no way abated. I needed to feel her softness welcome my hardness, needed to be wrapped up with her in that timeless space of love, but a devilish part of me kept surveying the little slut who was responsible for making my wife cum. She deserved a reward for a job well done, and a big, fat cock deep in her smooth little pussy was exactly the ticket. I pondered what I would do to her if she thought she was done, if she thought she could dish it out but refuse to take it, but those thoughts were interrupted by my wife.

  "Fuck me, Richard."

  "All right. We're taking this party into the bedroom," I commanded, relishing and somewhat surprised by my bravado. Callie shakily got to her feet.

  "Yes, sir." Hearing her continued submission renewed my vigor and determination. This party was mine to orchestrate, and the naked girls in my living room wanted nothing else.

  "C'mon, then, get moving." I swatted Selina's butt to start her walking, then turned to Callie, who stuck out her pretty behind to receive the same. Her expectation drew a grin from me as I grabbed a handful of her ass, reaching my fingertips underneath to feel the fresh wetness of her pussy, then pulled back and audibly slapped her luscious behind. "Get in there so I can fuck you." She yelped, which I took as an invitation to kiss her, grabbing the back of her neck and tasting both her femininity and the lingering muskiness of my cock. She kissed me back, hard, pulling my waist into her and digging her nails into my back.

  "You can fuck her," she assured me.

  "I'm going to fuck the both of you."

  "I... I want to watch you fuck her. I want to see it."

  "Mmm. I just watched her fuck you, it was amazing. I'll fuck her for you. I'll make her cum."

  "Make her please you. Make her call you Daddy. Mmm, Daddy."

  "You little slut," I said, kissing her again. "Get the fuck into that bedroom." I spanked her again, briskly, and she skipped two steps toward the bedroom door, rounded the corner, and entered. This moment was one to savor. There was a double delight waiting for me on my bed, and it wasn't illegal or dishonest. It was just incredibly hot. But as soon as those thoughts entered my head, they were displaced by Callie's voice, rich with mirth and lust:

  "Richard
, come here. Look at this." I sped up my steps and there, through my everyday doorway, Selina was on our bed. Her face was against the mattress, knees apart, ass in the air, displaying her pussy like an animal in heat. The sight overwhelmed and stunned me for a second, and then I felt my wife's hand on my arm.

  "Hot, huh-" I grabbed her by the waist, turned her around, and slammed her against her cherry wood desk. Staring at Selina's exposed little cunt, I bent Callie forward, shoved her legs apart with my knees, and thrust my aching cock into her dripping wet pussy. My desire shone like light, this was where I needed to be, where she needed to be, and nothing mattered but the fucking. She moaned loudly with the suddenness and bucked her hips against me. I grabbed a handful of her fire-colored hair with my left hand, pulling her head back, thrusting deeper and deeper while Selina turned to watch us and snaked her hand down her body to her clit. She began rubbing herself, and I moved in time, matching her masturbation with my movements. After a moment, though, an idea popped into my head, and I began to feel a little regret. Callie had just had an orgasm, I was happily fucking her, but Selina's pussy had received no attention this whole time. I stroked myself into Callie a few more times, then pulled out. With my hand wrapped in her hair, I pulled her head back to me and whispered in her ear,