Adventures of Emily, the Whore Pt. 1

This is a Continuation of “How i learned to love being fucked” Pt. 1 to 5

I tried to cover my breasts and my crotch with my arms and hands. The guy in front of me just started to laugh. I raised an eyebrow and looked at him, totally confused. “You must be that whore Jennifer was talking about …” He just said as if this would answer every question I’d have.

“What … what are you talking about?” I found my voice again and looked at him with confusion but also curiosity in my voice. “Well …” He started to explain. “I’m Jennifer’s older brother and she told me I would find someone willing to have sex … a lot of sex.” He looked at me. I didn’t know what to say about this. Actually he was right. I wanted to have a lot more sex. “Jennifer to deliver you a message. She said “you will like what my brother is about to do with you, slave.””

I sighed and let him into the house, finally closing the door behind him. I never imagined my mistress would somehow organize for me having sex. “What would you like me to do?” I asked and tried to let my voice sound seductive.

“You are bad in being seductive.” He just said and I shrugged, turning red again, while his arms wrapped about my body. “I know what you are to my little sister. But I will show you how passionate sex can be and that you will want a lot of more of this.” He whispered into my ear and started to nibble onto my earlobe which let me sigh in lust.

“And if you are able to satisfy me I will let you become much more of a whore.” He said, his fingers laying around my chin, so I was forced to look into his eyes. I was curious and my body was already reacting to him. My nipples turning hard, my vagina getting wet. I felt his hand at my labia, carefully caressing me down there, which let me moan in lust again.

He silenced my moan with a deep, passionate kiss, his tongue entering my mouth. I let my tongue dance with his. His other hand caressing my back, my ass, my thighs. I felt him moving me back into living room. I was able to feel the carpet under my naked feet, felt the sofa at my legs and was finally lying under him. I watched him while he was removing his shirt and his jeans, towering over me naked, since he didn’t wear any shorts.

His dick was already half hard and my tongue ran over my lips, my teeth biting my bottom lip. I was really horny at this point. Without asking again he lay down on me, caressing my thighs, kissing me again passionately. He definitely knew what he was doing to my female body. I was able to feel his hands all over my body, caressing each spot that would make me even more horny. He kissed my neck and suddenly he stopped.

“Your turn, whore.” He said and sat down on the sofa, spreading his legs, massaging his cock slowly. “Suck it!” He just ordered me and finally I started to understand what he wanted from me. He already told me he wanted to see that I was able to satisfy him. I was curious about what he would do to me after having sex with him and I didn’t give it a second thought that his wasn’t much passionate and that he would never show me how passionate sex could be.

I kneeled down between his legs and replaced his hand with mine, starting to massaging his cock a little, just as I did to my uncle-dad before. Finally I started to let his cock entering my mouth, starting to suck at it, letting my tongue play around his cock, looking up into his eyes to see if he liked this. He seemed to enjoy how I sucked his cock and so I went on for a while. Suddenly I felt his hands grabbing my hair, holding it in place and started to thrust his dick into my throat. It reminded me of how Jennifer already fucked my throat with one of her strap-ons and so I gave myself into this, letting him fuck my throat with hard and fast thrusts.

I had to breath heavier when he finally stopped. I was able to taste his semen in my mouth and strings of saliva and sperm was connecting my mouth to my dick. Tears were dropping down from my cheeks, since he just fucked my throat. “Ride it!” He immediately said without giving me a break. I somehow knew what he wanted me to do and I climbed up on his lap, grabbing his dick to lead to my labia. I lowered my own body, so his dick was able to enter me, letting me moan in lust. I stopped when his cock was finally inside of me. For a moment I just enjoyed being filled up with his cock. “Start!” He demanded, my hands resting on his chest.

I just nodded and started to ride his cock. I moved my crotch in slight circles or started to thrust it against his own crotch. Every time his cock would sink down deep into my body I moaned in lust and I could also hear him starting to moan. Somehow I loved the fact to be the one to decide about the pace and the intensity of the sex we were having. But I thought that this was his point. He wanted to see how much of a slut, how much of a whore, I was.

So I started to get wilder, my crotch, my whole body, bouncing against him. For me, it felt so intense, so good, letting his dick entering my body, letting it thrust into me as much and as fast as I wanted. I really did love the feeling of how my tits bounced up and down. Yes, I really did enjoy this position of having sex.

But then everything went really fast. Jennifer’s brother pushed me down on sofa, towered over me. I looked at him massaging his cock, when his semen shot out of it. It started to cover my tits and my face. As a reaction I immediately closed my eyes, so nothing of it would enter them. I felt the warm, sticky liquid on my tits and my face and then the tip of his cock rubbing over my cheeks.

“That’s a whore for you.” I could hear his smile out of his voice. “You managed to satisfy me.” He stated and slowly I opened my eyes. I was already getting into his clothes again and looked down to me. “You are the right one for me.”

Slowly, still breathing heavy, I sat up. His semen still almost all over my body. “For what?” I asked him and raised an eyebrow. I was pretty sure he wanted to use me as a whore for whatever reason he thought of. “For being a whore. I need one for this evening. Well … let’s say I’m throwing a party and it already eats up a lot of money. Nothing’s left for a … special woman.” He grinned and lend me a hand to help me stand up from the sofa.

“So, that’s why Jennifer … well … recommended me? Since I wouldn’t cost you any money?” He looked at me in awe. “You really wouldn’t take a single penny?” He really sounded surprised about this fact. I just nodded. “I’m … not a … um … professional … whore …” I stated.

He nodded and finally shrugged with his shoulders, sighed afterwards and finally said: “You’re a savior, for real. What’s your name?”

“Jennifer didn’t told you? I’m Emily. What about you?”

“I’m Henri. Nice to meet you, Emily.” He grinned and looked at my naked teenage body again. “I guess I shouldn’t ask you how old you are. But be assured that none of my guests will be older than eighteen years old.” He explained and I just shrugged with my shoulders. “I guess … I wouldn’t even matter to me how old they are.”

He laughed about that. “Jennifer told me you had your first time a few days ago and now you’re such a sex addicted whore? Wow … what a development.” Again I just shrugged and Henri finally decided to leave the house. But not without giving me the address of his home, where I should arrive at 19 o’clock this evening. “You better come naked, you don’t need any clothes.” He grinned while he closed the door.

A few hours later Heather and Jenny came back home. They actually went shopping and the first thing Jenny did was laying a green collar around my neck. “And look at the dog tag, my sweet little slave. It say’s “family whore” …” Jenny laughed about this and pointed to her shoes. “Take them off our feet, slut.” She ordered me and I did as she demanded. I opened their shoelaces and took off their shoes. The next thing I knew was having Jenny’s feet in my mound. I tasted the salt of her sweat but as I was a proper slave I did as she wanted and licked her feet.

“Henri called me.” Jenny told me after a while. “He said he was very pleased to have met and fucked you. And he’s happy that he does have a whore now for this evening.” Jennifer chuckled and while I was pleasing her feet I was able to feel her glances on my head. Yeah, she planned all of this and I was sure she planned even more. “Since he lives just a few blocks away from here you are supposed to walk and I want you to go naked. You are not allowed to wear any clothes. But I think it will dark by then, so nobody will see you … I guess.”

I shrugged and immediately stopped to lick her feet, looking up to her in shock. I knew this was a mistake the second I stopped as she slapped my face. “Who the fuck told you, you are allowed to stop and look into my eyes, you fucking whore?” She shouted at me and pulled my hair. “No one did, mistress. I’m sorry for this mistake, mistress.”

“You fucking should be. Heather get some ropes and a vibrator. Our slave is about to get punished …” Jenny said with cold tone in her voice. Heather immediately did as she was told and came back a few seconds later with some ropes and a vibrator. It just took Jenny and Heather a few moments to tie my hands on my back and my legs together.

“Now for the fun part …” Jenny whispered and licked her lips, turning on the vibrator. I felt it at my nipples, turning me on already and letting me shrug in lust. It felt great and my nipples went hard as stones instantly. Jenny guided the tip of the vibrator down my body, finally reaching my pussy. She let it stay at my clitoris for a while which let me moan even more in pleasure, heating me up. I pushed the vibrator inside my pussy, letting it stay there. The vibrations of the dildo turning me on even more. “Don’t even think about cumming, my dear, little slave.” Jenny whispered, turning to Heather.

“Hey, my love.” She said to her with a more lovely voice. She was in love with Heather and showed it. I was the slave. I was the pet in this situation. I was Jennifer’s toy and had no right to be handled like a human being and Jenny knew how to show this to me. “Take some time for yourself, Heath.” Jenny said and kissed her girlfriend with pleasure. “Watch your cousin getting fucked by some piece of plastic and please … remove it when she’s about to cum.”

“That sounds really great, Jenny.” Heather replied and kissed her girlfriend back. Jenny left the hallway, going up the stairs. Heather pulled down her pants and her panties and sat down next to me, opening her legs and started to massage her own clitoris. While I moaned from time to time due to the vibrator I could watch Heather fucking herself. She let her fingers slide inside of her pussy, fucking herself sometimes slowly, sometimes a little bit faster. This turned me on even more and I could feel the heat and the lust building up inside of me.

I was already about to have an orgasm. “Oh, I can’t let you have one, Em.” She whispered and stopped to fuck herself. She removed the vibrator and turned it off. “This will be annoying for you.” My cousin added and grinned a little bit. I felt the build up heat inside of my body. It felt numb and the ropes were cutting into my skin. On top of that I didn’t reach any climax. No orgasm. No cumming. I wished to have the vibrator back in my pussy. I wished for Heather to lick my pussy, so I was able to cum. Or even her fingers in … no … just on my pussy, so she would release me from this kind of … pain … of almost having an orgasm. But all she did was leaving me down on the floor in the hallway. The next thing I was able to hear was Heather and Jenny moaning. They must have had sex upstairs, while I couldn’t move an inch, wishing desperately for an orgasm.

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