Ellie's Thoughts

I have been lying in my bed all day, and my body is aching. I just need
to be touched, stroked, or maybe far more than either. I haven't had sex
in months, although I got really drunk at the bar and blew a stranger in
the parking lot. Couldn't even enjoy it. Life pushes me along and doesn't
even let me pause to get a big dick in my pussy. I crave it. I need it
now. I figure, maybe tonight, a stranger will come (pun soooo intended).
I'll have a few drinks, but only enough to get a good buzz. Wet my lips,
grab his cock, and suck it hard. Oh God. I want it so bad. I'm watching
a lame ass porn flick that isn't helping. I just wanna be fucked, licked,
sucked, swallowed, teased...fuck it....I just need raped.

I was seeing a man not too long ago. He was a lawyer for a powerful
firm. Too bad....power is all in his work, not play. I will admit, he was
a good eater. I loved the way he worked his tongue on my clit. It was
almost enough to keep him around. Almost. I needed something more. I
need a man to love me and make me hurt. Is that so much to ask for?

When I was 18, fresh out of high school, I met a man who was in his
early twenties. Handsome. Tall, tan, blond hair blue eyes. His name was
Phillip. I remember it because I loved to make his name sound exotic. He
gave me everything. His heart and soul. His body. He was an incredible
lover. He literally made me cry on numerous occasions. I wanted it to
last. He died the day after my 20th birthday.

When I turned 21, I met a girl. It wasn't my intention. She walked up
to me and we made small talk. Her brown eyes and dark complexion. Long
dark hair. She made me wet in my pants. And it was all in her voice. We
drank heavily, touched each other and made love all night. We dated for a
few weeks, then she left me. I missed her. I was lonely.

There was a man who I slept with one night. He was the ultimate lover.
He sucked, fucked, abused, and pleasured me every way possible. His name
was Bo. I don't think it was his real name though. But he could be
whatever he wanted. He was a good fuck. I didn't love him. But, I loved
his cock. He provided me with everything I needed. He treated me like his
girl, and we weren't even dating. Friends with benefits. And, I liked it.
Mmmmm, just thinking about his 9 inch cock makes my pussy wet. Oh God, I
need a dick right now. Someone please help me.

(2)

Last night I did it. I went out to the club and sat at the table
furthest from the bar stand, in the corner. I had a few drinks. Beers,
Jack and Coke, a shot of Tequila. My aim was to get trashed and lower any
guard I had and any inhibitions. While i was feeling rather sloshed, I
noticed a young man who looked to be in his early twenties, maybe a fresh
legal age to drink. He kept looking at me, and he didn't exactly look me
in the face. When he saw me look back at him though, he turned away
embarrassed I had caught him.

"Oh, I don't think so buddy." I thought to myself.

I smiled at him the next chance I got, as he saw me and tried to turn
away. I giggled and he looked at me directly this time. I nodded to him
towards the exit door, and I got up and walked away, outside and around the
corner. I didn't have to wait long as he walked out the door looking in
every direction trying to spot me. When he did, he walked towards me. I
slid further into the dark and lifted my leg up onto a crate and lifted my
skirt to display my clean shaved wet pussy to him. He looked hungrily at
me.

"You want me?" He asked in a shy but daring voice.

"Shut the fuck up and fuck me!" I exploded feeling hornier than ever.

He came closer, dropped his pants to the ground and grabbed onto his
cock. "Yummy." He jerked on it and then stuck it inside me like a cheap
whore. It felt so good. Mmmm, and poor him....he unloaded a round of cum
inside my pussy.

"Well, we'll just have to fix that won't we?" I said.

"Y-y-yeah...."

"I said shut the fuck up." Interrupting him as he tried to speak.

His eyes got wide, and his dick went limp.

"Oh no, let me help you." I knelt down, finger fucking my cunt as I
started licking the tip of his cock. Oh, it got hard real quick. The
taste of cum left dribbling on his dick mixed with my juices tasted
delightful and made me cream again and again. Yum.

He moaned as I stuffed every inch of his thick shaft into my mouth,
choking and swallowing it making his eyes roll back into his skull.

"Is it good baby?" I asked.

He didn't speak. But he smiled at me.

"Good boy."

His hands became fists and he beat on the bricks of the walls behind
him. He pulled back and shot his load onto my face. I licked my lips
tasting the jizz that landed.

"Now, you must be a good boy and clean up your mess, or you wont get
dessert." I demanded.

He leaned over towards my face and licked his cum off with no problems
or pause.

"Do you want your dessert?" I asked him seductively. He smiled and
nodded yes.

I leaned back onto the wall, and pushed his head down and into my hot
snatch. Burying him deep and making him suck and lick me. "Oh yeah baby!
Eat my pussy."

His cock in his hand, he jerked himself off and was gonna shoot his
load, but I smacked it, then made him stick it inside me. His hot sperm
filled me up, and I was very pleased.

A noise came from behind the dumpster, and we both turned to see what it
was. A filthy man, who was probably sleeping there was staring at us. I
wondered if he saw the whole thing.

"Hey!" I called out. "Did you get a good show from us?"

He wiped his lips and messed with his beard. I promised him a good time
as well, but first, cleanup, showers and drinks.

(3)

As promised, I walked into my house with two complete strangers. I
dropped my keys on the counter. I led the dingy man to a shower just down
the hall. The other man I had fucking me first, I made him sit on a chair.
He was going to watch this time. First thing's first. I will shower too.
I walked into the master bath and undressed, running the shower and
cleaning my body off. The hot water made my body tingle and I thought of
dirty things that may or may not happen.

After I finished, I stepped out of the shower. I dried my hair and
wrapped a towel around it. Before I walked out, I put on my silk robe.
Opening the door, a cool breeze tackled my exposed legs. At first it was
just cold, but the air touched my still wet mound. I cooed as I continued
to walk into the living room. I sat talking to the young gentleman about
nothing in particular. He only seemed too eager to watch me screw the
other one.

As I continued to listen to blah, blah, blah.... the greasy, bearded
man returned with a towel still wrapped around him. He wasn't dirty any
longer. Furthermore, he had no beard either. His hair straight and brown,
and his eyes deep. I couldn't help but notice the tent rising at the
crotch. I got up and grabbed his arm, pulling him into my room and
throwing him on my bed. The young prick followed, and sat by the wall in
an old chair I kept for looks. He dropped his pants and grabbed his dick,
as I disrobed and pulled the towel from my new partner.

I was shocked to see that the cock in front of me was huge. I would
guess 9 1/2 inches. I wouldn't know for sure. I made him keep quiet. I
didn't waste no time, and forced his long, thick erection deep inside my
juicy hole. He was almost delicate with me, but I was feeling nasty and
wanted more. I grabbed his hips and brought him down into me pumping my
cunt raw as my mound turned red from contact. My cunt felt like it was
about to split down the middle as he rammed his long cock into me. I
moaned, and cried in pain. It was making my pussy shake, and I released
what felt like gallons of cum from my sopping hole.

As I was being filled with the biggest, hardest cock I have ever had,
the young man sitting in the chair stroked his meat, jerking himself off as
he eyed my pussy. It made me so hot. My lover pounding me harder and
harder, sucked on my tits, and licked my nipples making them poke out
erect. As he did so, he thrust hard inside me, still sucking on my nipples
as he shot a large, hot load of man juice into me. I never felt so hot,
and worn out at the same time. I was filled with so much cum that it was
leaking out of my body.

I lay back onto the bed, and thought to myself, "What a dirty whore I
must be." I knew what I have done. I couldn't wait to do it again.