Rough Erotica

by Lexi Lovelost

  I could feel Benjamin stabbing his tongue repeatedly between my legs and then he mimicked the same thing with my asshole. He went back and forth incessantly without mercy. There was no telling who was going to reach the plateau of pleasure first. I wanted it to be a photo finish.

  I could feel the cool surface of his legs rubbing my nipples. My legs were shaking and the sloppy sounds of Benjamin eating my pie were leaving me speechless. It wasn’t like I had a way to say anything with my mouth full.

  I was pushing back against the intrusion of that oral digit.

  It was getting closer and I could feel it clawing to find its release. This was far superior to anything I had used on myself. The cock seesawing in and out of my mouth was rapidly closing in on the pleasing sensation of orgasm.

  “I’m going to use your mouth to satisfy my cravings. Fuck me…here it comes and this has been a long time coming.” His knob roared with defiance with a jettison of white hot lava. It pumped with a life of its own and it wasn’t easy to swallow what I was receiving.

  It was made even more difficult from the orgasm that was whitewashing Benjamin’s face. I probably would have collapsed onto the floor had it not been for the both of them holding me up by the waist and the hair.

  What they had just done had made my body into their own wonderland. I was damned and determined to return the favor by giving them the gift of my purity.

  “I’m famished and it has nothing to do with food. There’s a meal right here for the both of you to feast on. I’ve heard of this position that’s called spit roasting. One of you is going to fuck my mouth and the other one is going to bang the living daylights out of me. You might even have a chance to switch roles, but that remains to be seen.” I stumbled back and landed heavily on a dining room chair.

  There was quite the mess smeared all over Benjamin’s face. The look of authority came over his features. He ripped open his shirt without even unbuttoning it first. He stepped out of his pants and was soon holding onto my legs with his cock ready to forge ahead.

  “You’re so fucking wet and my lips are still burning in a good way. I’m going to make you cum from deep dicking you. I have been described as the energizer bunny in the sack. I tend to keep going long after my lover has been exhausted.” I was looking forward to seeing if he could back up his claim with actions.

  His animalistic overture found me in the position of watching him enter one inch at a time. I felt some discomfort, but it soon became a fire within my loins. I lost my breath and I fell backward with my head over the side of the chair. Upside down, I could see that Dylan needed some mouth to mouth resuscitation.

  “I want that cock in my mouth and I’m not going to accept any substitutes.” He was holding onto the chair and the table at the same time while dipping his wick between my lips.

  I lit his fire and we soon had an interesting pace where they would both pull out and then fuck me deeply at the same time. This was my idea of pleasure. The feeling was out of this world and I was happy this was happening with the two people I admired the most.

  “I want you so bad that I can taste it. I should have realized that I wouldn’t be able to fight the idea of being with you. Your pussy is greedy and she swallowed me all the way down to the balls. The walls of your hole are holding me tightly in a scorching embrace.” His words made me gobble up the evidence of Dylan’s arousal. He had risen to the occasion and was once again feeling the comforts of my lips and my tongue.

  “I haven’t had the pleasure of fucking her and maybe we should change positions.” I really did want Dylan, but I had ideas of having my cake and eating it too.

  I pushed back on Benjamin’s chest, feeling his heart beating under my fingertips. I scrambled onto the table on my hands and knees.

  “I’ve mentioned in passing that I was interested in trying two at a time. I’m not ready for anal, but I’m sure that experimentation will become normal for us. What I’m suggesting is both of you fuck my pussy. Benjamin slide underneath me and I will sit on you. Dylan, you can take your position right beside him.” I didn’t have to wait very long to see the smiling face of Benjamin staring up at me.

  I only had to look over my shoulder see Dylan already holding onto his prized possession. I reached underneath me and felt both of their mushroom tips touching my lips.

  I prepared myself by gritting my teeth and then pushing back against them. They were applying pressure and I moaned quite loudly. The heads were the only part of their shafts making entry.

  They used their considerable weight advantage against me. All the breath from my body exhaled when they used the wet and slippery walls of my pussy to bottom out.

  I slapped my hands down on Benjamin’s chest to fire him up. A hard swat made me moan even louder than I was already. I thought it was going to be hard to keep this position, but they were able to handle it.

  “Yes…give me both of them and you better not stop. Fuck my hole and make my cream boil in an earth shattering orgasm.” They were taking things to the next level and I could hear them both breathing like they were a part of a marathon.

  “This is so damn good that I never want it to end. I haven’t even tried your mouth, but I know there is time for that. You are in a league of your own, Samantha and nobody can even come close to holding a candle to you. I feel it happening and I know that you can feel it too.” Benjamin was huffing and puffing and I could feel the way that his cock was approaching the finish line. I wasn’t going to stop him, but I wanted Dylan to fall into the pleasurable abyss alongside his friend.

  To that end, I put extra emphasis on squeezing those muscles to hear them both gasp in response. I inadvertently made myself cum and it must have had something to do with the invasion between my legs. The pace quickened and we all came with enough noise to wake up the dead. The window panes rattled during our exclamation of complete and utter bliss.

  “Losing my virginity was better than I could ever imagine. I hope it was as good for you as it was for me.” They lie there with a stupefied grin on their faces and nodding their head in consent. They had a sheen of sweat over their bodies and I traced their glistening muscles with my fingers.

  “We are definitely going to do that again.” They said it at the exact same time and we all began to laugh while still feeling the effects of a mind numbing evening of pleasure.

  That wasn’t the only time we were together and for three years we found a way to surprise one another. I got a job overseas teaching English in China and they were quick to follow. It was just another adventure between friends with benefits.

  Story 24

  Chapter One

  I could feel them breathing down my neck. I had found my second wind. They were foolhardy to test me. I gave them credit for pushing me beyond my endurance. It tested my resolve and showed me what was inside deep down where it mattered.

  My head was shaved and I felt it was important to put on a brave face. I might have looked vulnerable, but there was more under the surface. They thought I was going to be a pushover, but I was more than willing to push back.

  The ink was a recent development and I might have gone overboard. There was a dragon on my shoulder and a flaming skull between my breasts. Barbed wire circled my biceps and gave me that bad girl quality every man was destined to fall for.

  “I don’t know where you came from, but you make me a better soldier. You constantly turn up the heat and force us to go beyond our limits. The drill sergeant has nothing on you.” I was using my gender and there was no way they were going to allow me to overshadow them.

  “Sam, I don’t expect anything more out of you than I would out of myself.” I got down in the mud and crawled underneath the barricade before leaping to my feet and climbing the rope like a monkey.

  “They do curse your name under their breath when the lights go out. I secretly enjoy what you put us all through on a daily basis.” It was only two weeks into basic training and I was already feeling the itch I couldn’t scratch alone. />
  “I’m not here to make friends and my destiny has been to serve my country. I was adopted by a military family. I didn’t even know what civilian life was until I was in my teens. I wake up every morning at the crack of dawn ready for 10-miles on the cold hard pavement. I follow that up with weight training. Toning this body has become a way of life.” My dark hair was beginning to show through with stubble. It wasn’t lost on me the way some of the guys were looking at me with their lips licking with anticipation.

  “Your attitude might vex some of these young cadets, but I’m not one of them. We both come from the same mindset. I don’t know any different. My brother died unexpectedly during his second tour of duty. That alone should have made me reluctant to sign my name on the dotted line. It only enforced my desire to fight back against the unseen enemy.” His conviction wasn’t for show. Sam was a beacon of light to the others. He was also the reason why they weren’t trying anything untoward.

  I wanted to serve, but there was also another reason to slip behind enemy lines. The enemy was my addiction to men in uniform. I couldn’t look at one of them without feeling this tickle of excitement. Those of higher rank got my attention more than the grunts in my platoon.

  Captain Reynolds was always watching me out of the corner of his eye from his office. I was pretty good at gauging how interested someone was in getting to know me intimately. This young man was barely in his thirties and had climbed into his position by saving the life of two Marines. He was given his own command.

  I could almost feel his hands touching me and the rough material of his uniform rubbing the inside of my thighs. My parents had no idea and it wasn’t like I advertised my desire to sleep with those in uniform.

  The obstacle course was intense and had my blood pumping through my veins. I was the first one to cross the finish line with Sam barely a couple of feet behind. I could have left him in the dust, but it was nice to have someone to talk to while I was putting my body through hell.

  The khaki uniform was stained with literally my blood and the mud I had crawled through. It was superficial wounds, but the scars left behind were considered my badges of honor.

  “It doesn’t matter what I throw at you and you always ask for more. These guys can take a page from your book. The Marines are nothing but the best. You exemplify everything I want to teach.” The drill sergeant was a piece of eye candy. Tyrone Tompkins was of African descent and the contrast in our skin tones was making it that much more difficult not to jump him in the dark.

  “I will always go above and beyond the call of duty. My brethren will always trust that I will be there when they call. I will always push them the hardest to make them better soldiers. We are Marines and we stand for tradition.” I had lost a brother from another mother to this unexploded ordnance in the road in Afghanistan. My adopted father found his end with an errant bullet with his name on it during a classified mission.

  I knew I had daddy issues and was using the uniform to supplement the hunger for discipline. I was a little bit more subtle, but those I targeted at a military bar at midnight never knew what hit them. I waited until the last call when they were sufficiently hammered before stalking them in the night like some kind of predator.

  It didn’t matter if they were attached to their significant other. Once I grabbed them and massaged their length they became putty in my hand. I got them ready with my mouth and then I pulled down my pants and let them take me from behind. I made sure the mirror inside their vehicle was angled in such a way I could see the uniform. Nobody had approached me after, but I was careful not to frequent one bar too many times.

  When I enlisted things changed and my access to anonymous sex with those in military uniform was nothing more than a memory. I was able to satisfy the need by fantasizing, but it was only a temporary measure.

  “I hope all of you are listening to Kenya. Some of you were destined to wash out in the first week, but this young lady has made you stand for something bigger than yourself. She has driven the core into you. I admit to being surprised by how easily she has made you live to a different standard. Is it possible you are afraid of being made to look like a fool by a woman? You shouldn’t be. We all put our pants on one leg at a time.” I was undressing him with my eyes and biting my lip. My adrenaline was going crazy and my sex drive was going along for the ride.

  “I had to earn their respect, but I never want to make them feel inferior. I want to bring out the best in them. I want to bring out the best in myself. I was born to charge into the face of danger without blinking.” They were listening and not one had shown me the disrespect some women wearing the uniform found themselves dealing with. I was a leader and I strived for my best every day.

  “I want all of you to take a shower. You have your duties and I expect you to follow through. Breakfast is waiting for you and it is the most important meal of the day. Some of you could use a few extra hours in the gym. You know which ones I’m talking to. I’ll be more than happy to whip you into shape.” I shivered at the very thought of him wielding something leather to tan my hide.

  He was standing over my 5’5 frame and 135lbs of solid muscle. I could bench press over 200-pounds. It would’ve been interesting to see if I could lift him over my head. I could think of far better things to do with his body and it didn’t include getting naked. It wasn’t the same when the uniform was a distant memory.

  I saw him heading over to his barracks and the guys didn’t seem to notice how I had peeled off from the rest of them.

  I wasn’t ashamed of my body. I had no problem stripping down in front of them. At the beginning, they did make snide comments, but it was no longer an issue. The first one to touch me found themselves with a broken arm and a black eye. I’d taken down a man three times my size using his weight against him. I still felt them watching me, but it was the nature of the beast.

  I wasn’t immune to their physiques, but my excitement level dulled when they were down to their birthday suit.

  It was time to get rid of this feeling welling up inside. Tyrone was giving me ideas about biting off more than I could chew. The rumors of a black man’s endowment had me willing to find out. I could only hope my approach would be received favorably.

  Chapter Two

  “I don’t know what compelled you to barge in here without knocking.” I closed the door behind me and the curtains were giving the illusion of privacy.

  “It’s hard for me to say this, but you have become my fantasy in one delicious package. I know it’s not a good idea to mix business with pleasure. I find you hard to resist and I’ve been waiting for the right time to strike when the iron is hot. You have only yourself to blame.” He got up, but his cock smacked against the bottom of his desk.

  “You should leave before you get more than you bargained for.” I could see the uniform shape of his manhood pressing hard against the material.

  “I will leave, but I don’t think you really want me to. I believe somebody mentioned something about discipline. I have been a very bad girl. Take off your belt and show me what you can do with it.” My words had the desired effect. His hands drifted to the very belt with my name on it.

  “I will not tolerate…this kind of behavior. The door is behind you and I suggest you use it.” I jumped onto his desk with my knees firmly planted on those files. I grabbed him by the collar and slid my tongue effortlessly into his mouth.

  His eyes were open, but he wasn’t trying to fight me. His hands remained at his side. It was going to be interesting to see how long he was going to remain in his rigid posture. His full salute was quite evident. I was looking at it like it was a meal fit for a queen.

  “No man can resist the feel of a woman’s lips.” I was soon sitting on his desk with my legs dangling over the side.

  “I don’t think you should. I have a girlfriend and I plan to marry her.” There was no engagement ring on his finger. It meant that he was fair game in my opinion.

  “I don’t see her here.” I loo
ked around shrugging my shoulders and putting my hands on the belt. “She’s not going to hear it from me.” I unzipped his fly and reached inside to find the length of his pipe. It was rather substantial.

  “I still don’t think this is a good idea. I’m your commanding officer. I don’t know if I can separate what we do from how I drill you incessantly on the obstacle course.” He was swallowing hard and I knew nothing was going to stop him from feeling the heat of my mouth enveloping his manhood.

  “This is just another kind of drilling. I think you’ll agree this is a far more pleasing way to drill me into submission. I’ve been trying to get your attention, but I got the idea it was going to take a more brazen approach.” I saw the flesh of his equipment and my fingers couldn’t go all the way around. The head was enormous. One squeeze was enough to develop a dollop of his cream.

  “You do make… an interesting argument. My girlfriend doesn’t do this and it appears the head on my shoulders isn’t the one doing the talking.” I sat in his chair and swiveled to face the heated missile of his black snake. I had perfected my innocence, but this other part was allowing him to get close to me.