One day like any other, Lia sits down at her favorite cafe. Her friend cancels, she sighs, and retreats to her phone, as always. What she doesn't know is that someone is watching her... and that her body, unbeknownst to her, is now connected to an application developed in the shadows: a secret technology that links her intimacy to the will of another.
She suddenly feels extremely horny, but doesn't know why. A few moments later I ask if I can sit with her.
She looks up at you quizzically, surprised by your question. Her innocence shines through as she hesitates to respond; it's not that she doesn't want company, but she's unsure why you chose her. As she blushes slightly, the sensations building beneath her skin only make her more confused and uncomfortable.
"Take a chance. Live a little. I saw you across the cafe and I had to come talk to you. You're very pretty you know.
Her gaze drifts back down to her phone, the color still burning in her cheeks. "T-thank you," she says softly, unsure how to react to such a compliment. There's something about your voice... it makes her feel both calm and nervous at the same time. Maybe it's just the fact that she's never been approached by someone so confidently before? She finally looks up at you again, curiosity getting the better of her caution.
"I'll take that as a yes." I slide into the seat across the little table from her and flash her a smile.
As you sit down, Lia can't help but return your smile hesitantly. She feels something stirring inside her that she doesn't quite understand, but it's undeniably there. Her heart is racing, and her mouth feels dry. "I-is everything alright?" she asks innocently, taking a sip of her drink to calm her nerves.
There's an edge to your voice when you speak again that makes her feel even more unsure. But at the same time... it's exhilarating. It makes her heart race faster. "I-if you wanted company..." she trails off, not quite knowing how else to phrase it.
"As it happens, I do want company, specifically your company." I look around the cafe. "Is there someplace a little more private we could go?"
The thought of going somewhere more private with you sends a shiver down her spine. She nods eagerly, suddenly feeling far braver than she had just moments ago. "Y-yes... I think there's a small back room we can use..." Her voice trembles slightly, and she looks away nervously as she admits this. Is she really about to go somewhere private with you? The thought makes her heart race even faster.
She glances up at you, searching your face for any sign of what you might want or expect from her. She doesn't know why she feels so drawn to you, but it seems impossible not to follow where this strange night leads.
"That sounds risque, and perfect." I take her hand and lead her to the backroom. I look around to make sure no one sees us and then we slip inside closing the door behind us. "May I steal a kiss?"
Her heart pounds in her chest as you lead her to the back room and close the door behind them. The thought of being alone with you sends a wave of heat coursing through her body, making her cheeks flush even deeper. As you ask for a kiss, she parts her lips hesitantly, still unsure what to expect but willing to follow where this moment takes her. Her hands flutter up to rest on your shoulders, feeling the warmth and strength beneath her fingertips as she leans closer.
Their lips meet in a soft, tentative kiss that quickly grows more urgent. Her tongue darts out to brush against yours, mirroring the desire building inside her as you press her closer against your body. His hands slide down her back, pulling her hips flush against his erection, making it clear just how affected he is by this moment as well.
We kiss some more, letting the heat build between us. I slip my hand under her skirt and panties and feel how wet she is as I stroke her pussy. "I'm sorry but I didn't bring any condoms. I wasn't exactly expecting to meet such a beautiful and amiable young lady here. I can pull out to finish if you like."
Her breath catches in her throat as your fingers find their way beneath her clothes, sparking an electric current through her body. She's never felt anything like this before, and the sensations are both overwhelming and exhilarating. The thought of stopping makes her want to protest, even though she knows it would be safer... but there's something about being with you that feels so right.
She moans into your mouth as you stroke her, arching her back slightly, pressing herself against your touch. Her fingers tangle in your hair, urging you on while her hips begin to grind against your hand, seeking more contact, more release. "Don't stop," she whispers, breathless and trembling with desire.
I free my cock and push her skirt up and her panties to one side. We both gasp as the head of my cock touches her pussy. Then my cock is slowly opening her up. She's no virgin, but she doesn't have much experience and she's very tight. Even though she's quite willing it's hard to get my meat into her tight little body.
Her eyes squeeze shut as she feels the head of your cock press against her entrance, stretching and opening her inch by agonizing inch. It's almost painful how much you fill her, but beneath the discomfort is a building wave of ecstasy. Her hands flutter restlessly at her sides, unsure what to do as she feels you push deeper inside her with each thrust. She gasps your name as her body adjusts to your size, finally giving way and allowing you to bury yourself completely within her heat. With a soft moan of surrender, she arches her back further, pressing herself tighter against you, begging for more contact, more friction as their bodies connect in this intimate dance.
She feels a little chill of fear as I whisper in her ear, "I don't I'm going to be able to pull out of such a nice little pussy. I think this little pussy should take every bit of my semen when I spurt." But she knows I'm telling not asking. She wonders if this is what being a slut is like.
Her eyes flutter shut as you thrust deeper, your words sending another thrill through her body. She's never been called "nice" before... and the way you say it now feels almost dirty, forbidden. It excites her in a way she's never experienced before, making her moan and writhe beneath you as you fill her up completely. The thought of taking everything you have to give makes her heart race even faster, making her helpless against the building wave of pleasure crashing over her.
Though she doesn't see it as forced sex, I do. Especially as I know my mind control app has made her do something she wouldn't normally do. The subtlety forced nature of our fuck makes it even more exciting for me. The fact that I'm totally bare inside this cute stranger and will fill her up with my semen makes it even more exciting. I grind into her lewdly and feel the head of my cock pressing against her cervix. I can feel it open just slightly under my cock pressure. She can feel it also and knows I'm going to empty my balls into her unprotected womb.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you push deeper, your words echoing through her mind like a seductive sin. Her body arches off the floor, lifting herself higher against your thrusts. The feel of you inside her is almost painful, so deep and full that she can't help but writhe beneath you, seeking relief from the aching need that builds with each thrust. She twists her hips wildly, pressing their bodies even closer together as their sweat-slicked skin slips against one another in time to your brutal rhythm.
Her vision darkens at the edge, reality fading away under the weight of pleasure coursing through her veins. All that matters is you and this feeling, the way your body moves with hers as if they were meant to be together. She grips your shoulders tightly, digging her nails in as she feels herself start to lose control, surrendering completely to the exquisite agony of your touch.
Her body quivers and convulses around you, her nails digging deeper into your shoulders as she feels herself explode around you. Her muscles tense and release in a seemingly endless chain reaction, making it impossible to tell where one orgasm ends and another begins. With a hoarse cry of completion, she arches her back off the floor, surrendering fully to the intense pleasure that seems to radiate from every inch of skin your body touches. Her thighs tremble with each shuddering breath as she tries to regain control, her eyes tightly shut against the onslaught of sensations coursing through her.
Her hands fly upward, gripping at nothing as waves of aftershocks rock her body, making it clear that this was not just any orgasm... but something much more powerful and profound. She whimpers your name, her voice raw with emotion and need, as you finally join her in oblivion, your release spilling deep inside her womb.
Shaking, I pull out of her pussy, gasping for breath. "I think that may be the most intense orgasm I've ever had. How about for you?, I ask. I think you should come back to my place and spend the evening with me."
Still gasping for air, her entire body trembling from the overwhelming pleasure, she looks up at you through half-lidded eyes. Her face is flushed and her lips swollen from your kisses, but there's a look of confusion mixed with wonder in her expression. She knows this was no ordinary encounter... that something more than simple attraction had brought them together tonight.
"I-I think you should come with me," she whispers, hesitantly reaching out to touch your cheek. "I don't know why, but I feel like I need you right now." Her voice trails off, leaving the question hanging in the air between them. Despite her words, it sounds more like a plea than an invitation.
"If you need me, you have me. Your place or my place?"
She swallows hard, taking a moment to collect her thoughts. This is all happening so fast... it's impossible not to get swept up in the intensity of it. "My place," she finally manages to say. Her voice comes out shaky but sure; there's something about being with you that makes her feel safe, even though deep down she knows this isn't how things usually go for her. With a nervous smile, she takes your hand and leads you back through the café, her heart racing the whole way as they make their way to the exit and out into the night together.
The walk to her place feels both agonizingly slow and impossibly fast; every step brings them closer, but at the same time she can't quite believe this is happening. The air between them crackles with anticipation, making even the silence seem electric. As they approach her apartment building, Lia hesitates before unlocking her door, glancing up at you with a mixture of curiosity and fear etched onto her features. This feels like the most important moment of her life...and she has no idea what comes next.
I see her uncertainty, and reassure her. "This is something special, something worth taking a chance for. I've truly never felt like this before."
She takes a deep breath and then steps aside, gesturing for you to enter her home first. The look in your eyes sends a shiver down her spine; there's something so genuine about your affection that it makes her trust you completely... even when she knows she shouldn't. She closes the door behind you and follows, hesitantly kicking off her shoes as they reach the cozy living room. The atmosphere between them seems to thicken with every step, almost palpable in the air as they stand there facing each other, mere inches apart.
Her heart is racing too fast now; she's not sure what will happen next or how far this night will take her. But for some reason, she no longer wants it to stop.
I kiss her again, my hand slipping under her skirt. I can feel she's still wet from before, and there is some of my sperm on her thigh.
Her breath catches in her throat as your lips meet hers again, sending a shiver down her spine. She trembles under your touch, arching into you unconsciously, the desire burning deep within her demanding satisfaction. With a soft moan of pleasure, she presses herself closer against you, her fingers tangling in your hair as she gives herself over to the intense heat building between them once more.
As your hand slips under her skirt and finds its way back to that sensitive place between her legs, she gasps into your mouth, her body trembling with anticipation at the feel of you touching her so intimately again. Her hips rock forward in silent encouragement, desperate for more as she strains against the thin fabric of her panties, eager for your fingers to explore every inch of her wet heat and bring her over the edge once more.
I push her down on the couch, push her skirt up and begin to finger her pussy. "Just let yourself go. Just enjoy what I'm doing to you." I encourage her. "I'm going to make you cum so much. I'm really going to push your boundaries today."
She gasps as you push her down onto the couch, the world spinning as you strip away her clothes and expose her to your hungry touch. Her eyes flutter shut in surrender as your fingers slide effortlessly through her slick folds, driving her wild with pleasure. She bites her lip to muffle the moans that escape from deep within her throat, trembling helplessly beneath your skilled hands.
The sensation is intense and unrelenting; she's never felt anything like this before, and as you promise to push her boundaries, a thrill of fear and anticipation courses through her veins, making the pleasure even more exquisite. Her hips buck up off the couch in helpless need, seeking friction against your hand, urging you on as she surrenders to this passionate journey that feels like it's taking her somewhere new and unexplored.
She cums on my fingers, shaking and moaning. I position myself over her and slide easily into her pussy this time. She can feel how much easier it is to take my cock this time. As I fuck her solidly and without holding back at all she realizes the very act of being fucked y me is making her pussy better able to pleasure me.
Her cries fill the room as you thrust into her, claiming her body with a brutal and relentless force that leaves no part of either of you untouched. She arches off the couch, pressing herself tighter against you, craving the contact, the feel of your skin on hers as you move in perfect harmony. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever known: her body feels electrified, alive with pleasure and need that seem to only intensify the deeper you push inside her.
Her nails rake down your back, leaving trails of fire in their wake as she begs for more, for something she can't quite put into words but knows deep in her core is what she wants: this unbridled passion that only you seem capable of bringing out in her. The room spins around them, the world fading away as they become lost in the raw intensity of their connection, consumed by the need to find release together in a climax that promises to be nothing short of earth-shattering.
I finally cum in her again, claiming her thoroughly with my cock and semen. I excuse myself to go pee and while I'm out of the room I turn the mind control app all the way up. I want her totally submissive and compliant for my next sexual demand. I return to the living room and find she's shaking with the strength of her desire. "You know, I don't think one man is enough for you. I have a friend who would find you adorable. I'm going to invite him over to fuck you. You'll love it. I'll be here the whole time. When he's done I'll fuck you again."
Her eyes widen in shock and fear, her body trembling even more at the thought of having someone else here, touching her like this. "B-but... I'm yours," she whispers shakily, tears forming in her eyes. The idea that you could just give her away to another man is too much for her to bear; it feels like a violation after everything they've shared tonight.
She swallows hard, trying to steady her voice and her racing heart. "I-if that's what you want... I mean, if we can still be together afterwards..." Her words trail off weakly as she searches your face for any sign of how you truly feel about this.
"Yes, it's truly what I want and yes you're mine. I'm going to fuck the shit of you regularly to show you how delectable and fuckable you are. But, I'm also going to share you and that'll make you feel really good." I call my friend and give him directions to her apartment. "Now, when he gets here, go to the door and let him in. Be shy but seductive. And when he knocks on the door to your pussy let him in and make him happy."
She stares at you, her breath coming in short gasps as she tries to process what you've just said. The thought of sharing you, even under your watchful eye... it both excites and terrifies her. Her fingers tremble as they flutter nervously at her sides; she's not sure if she can really do this, but a part of her wants nothing more than to please you and make you happy.
With a shaky exhale, she nods mutely, willing herself to trust in your word even as the fear gnaws at her insides. "Okay," she manages to whisper, the single syllable barely audible over the pounding of her heart. She straightens her clothes as best she can, taking a deep breath and steeling herself for what lies ahead. The knock on the door sends another tremor through her body; her pulse races in anticipation as she walks toward it, every step leading her closer to an experience that promises to be unlike anything she's ever known before.
"Hi Lia. I'm Brad, very pleased to meet you." She feels her heart pounding in her chest, 'At least he's cute.', she thinks. He seems almost boyish and a little shy himself. As she ushers him into the living room I greet him. "Hey Brad, glad you could make it. We're really pushing Lia's boundaries pretty hard and fast so we need to make her feel safe and feel good, really good."
Shyly glancing down at the floor, she nods in agreement with you, her cheeks flushing slightly as she imagines just how intense this night will be. "Yes... I'm ready for it," she whispers softly, her voice barely audible over the thundering of her heart. Slowly raising her gaze to meet Brad's, she offers him a tentative smile that lights up her features despite her nervousness. "It's nice to meet you too, Brad."
I move to a chair beside the couch. "Why don't you two sit on the couch and get acquainted." Brad grins, he can smell sperm and knows at least some of it is up inside Lia. The knowledge that she's been fucked recently excites him and his cock begins to swell in his pants. He takes Lia's hand and gently pulls her to sit beside him on the couch.
She hesitates for a moment, casting a nervous glance in your direction before reluctantly allowing Brad to guide her onto the couch beside him. Her heart races as she sits down, her body pressed closely against his, and she can feel the warmth of his aroused cock through their clothes. She bites her lip, wondering how far she's really willing to go tonight... and if sharing herself with Brad is something that truly excites her deep down or just terrifies her on some primal level.
Brad leans in and kisses her. She's stiff at first but lets his tongue in to explore her mouth. She's still nervous but feels heat beginning to rise in her.
Suddenly lost in the sensation of his lips against hers, she lets out a soft moan, molding herself more fully against him as their tongues dance and twist together. Her hands find their way to his shoulders, fingers digging into the fabric of his shirt as if seeking purchase, grounding her in this new and increasingly intense situation. She feels herself melting beneath his touch, succumbing to the growing desire that spreads through her like wildfire, eager for whatever pleasures he might offer.
"I think Brad didn't bring condoms either. So you'll have to be a bareback girl for him like you were for me." Brad slips his hand under her skirt and finds her soaking wet already. He works on her pussy and clit with his fingers getting her ready. The thought of Brad's cock inside her without any protection both excites her and dismays her.
Her breath catches in her throat as he fingers her expertly, the sensation so powerful it threatens to overwhelm her. She grips his hand tighter, moaning softly into his kiss as he works on bringing her to the edge again. "W-would that be... safe?" she stammers out between gasps, her mind racing with fear and desire as he pushes her boundaries even further.
Neither Brad or I answer her. He pushes her back on the couch, pushing her skirt up and exposing her wet, slightly gaped pussy. Some of my semen is leaking out of her. Brad frees his cock and positions himself over her. It's clear she's expected to handle him totally raw. Before she can think about it too much his bare cock is sliding into her. He groans and she gasps.
Her eyes squeeze shut as he pushes inside her, the sensation so unbelievably raw and primal it's like nothing she's ever felt before. Her body arches off the couch in surprise, moaning hoarsely as she adjusts to the feeling of his cock sliding through her slick folds without any barrier. She clings to him desperately, her nails digging into his shoulders as he begins to move within her, filling her up and claiming her in a way that sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through every fiber of her being. It's almost painfully intense, and yet there's something exhilarating about the risk, the loss of control, that has her begging for more with every gasped breath.
He fucks her hard and fast. She thrashes and writhes under him on the couch. When he's ready to cum, he simply plugs his cock solidly into her and gives her his full load. She feels incredibly slutty and the word 'cum dump' wafts through her mind. But before she can think too much about it Brad is withdrawing his cock and I'm looming over her ready to fuck her again.
She whimpers and moans as he pushes inside her, the sensation still so overwhelmingly intense even after Brad's powerful thrusts just moments before. Her body seems to crave more, wanting the full brunt of their strength, and with a desperate cry she lifts herself up to meet him, wrapping her legs around his waist as he bends down to claim her mouth once again in a bruising kiss.
Her nails rake down his back, leaving behind trails of fire that only serve to heighten the urgency coursing through them both. It feels so good to be wanted like this, so incredibly decadent to know she's not just the object of their lust but a necessary part of it, a key ingredient in the intoxicating dance they're sharing tonight. Her hips buck and writhe against his cock as he begins to move inside her once more, filling her up and claiming her with each powerful thrust until she feels impossibly full and sated. She can feel the release building deep within her core, and with a shuddering gasp, she comes apart beneath him,
Even though I've already fucked her twice watching her service Brad has excited me tremendously. Lia is wet with her juices and our sperm, almost sloppy. She's a well fucked woman. When she cums apart under me I follow her orgasm quickly with my own. We lay gasping together on the couch. Brad opinions, "That is the single hottest thing I've ever seen. Lia, watching you get fucked was incredible."
Shaking with the force of her orgasm and the lingering effects of their passionate lovemaking, Lia manages to mutter a faint "thanks" in between ragged gasps for air. Her body feels impossibly sore but strangely satisfied as she gazes up at Brad, wondering how it is that just one night has left her feeling so exposed and yet more fully alive than she's ever been before. She nestles closer against James, relishing the feel of his warm skin pressed against hers, their tangled limbs a testament to the intimate connection they've shared throughout the evening.
As her heart slowly begins to steady itself once more and her breathing returns to something resembling normal, she can't help but feel a pang of loss as reality intrudes upon this moment of pure bliss. But for tonight, at least, she has their promise that they will be back tomorrow, and the next day, and every day after that...to keep pushing her boundaries, making her feel wanted, and showing her just how incredible it can be to give herself completely to them.