Making Joan Moan

Joan knew that this was no normal Friday night. She had arranged everything in advance, she knew exactly what was going to happen. As she slipped her pink sundress over her head, she briefly considered going without panties but decided that excitement dripping down her legs on the way to up to the hotel room would draw a little bit too much attention. She put on just a touch of blush, some eye liner, and mascara before finishing up the look with a nice, neutral lip shade. She snapped a quick selfie before slipping on her flip flops and heading out the door. Tonight’s the night. Her fantasy is finally coming true.

As she pulled into the local Double Tree, she realized that the panties were a good idea. They were the only reason she didn’t soak through her dress on the way over. At least, she didn’t think she had soaked through her dress. She wasn’t completely sure though and could not see. As she made the short walk through the lobby to the elevator, she was very aware of all of the eyes on her. She thought someone giggled a bit, and her face went red. They could see! She quickly pushed the button for the third floor.

She knew Shawn was waiting for her up in the room. They had decided on the hotel for security reasons. She trusted Shawn with her whole being. They had been together almost four years. They had explored so many things over the years but this was the first time they had brought so many others into it. She knew most of the men were strangers. She had wanted it that way. It was best that such people didn’t know where she lived though. Safety first.

As she stood outside the door, taking a few last deep breaths, she realized that the panties weren’t helping anymore. Her arousal was dripping down her legs. She could feel the wetness on her skin, reminding her that she wanted this. She wanted it so bad. She took one last breath and slid her keycard into the lock.

She didn’t even have to open the door. He pulled it open, sending her a bit off balance. He caught her in his strong arms, and she had just a moment to look into his eyes before he turned her around to face the room. He had that look. The one he got when he was deep into the space that made her insides twist into knots of excitement and trepidation. “This is it,” she thought, right before her world changed.

Shawn quickly slipped her dress up over her head and caught her hands together on the way up. In one motion he had her dress over her head and her hands slipped through some soft rope he had pretied into restraints for her wrists. As she looked up, she saw them. The room seemed so full. At least six? Ten? There were so many men. They were leering at her. She could see their cocks poking through their boxer shorts already. Her stomach felt a little funny and suddenly every thought she had ever had just slipped away.

She awkwardly stood there, naked except for her soaked panties, a puddle forming on her right flip flop, her hands still poised in the air, tied up in the restraints. She was in a bit of a daze until she felt a painful pinch at her left nipple. Shawn was quickly fastening clamps down onto her nipples. They were tooth clamps, and they hurt. He screwed them down tight. They weren’t coming off, and they had a little chain in between them. She knew from experience that if he tugged the chain, the pain would go from significant to severe. She enjoyed pain, but not that much. Both she and Shawn knew that that tug was enough to keep her in line if need be.

Just as Joan became accustomed to the feeling of the clamps, she felt her shoes tugged off and then her dripping panties dragged down her legs. Gods they were wet. She felt her cheeks flushing as the wetness spread all down her legs. She thought she would sink right into the floor even before she realized that there were ten other sets of eyes watching the scene. Oh gods! They could all see how turned on she was at the thought of being used by them all.

“Look at this!” She heard Shawn’s voice boom. “The slut is dripping! I told you that she wanted this.”

Joan’s face was burning. Shawn was looking in her eyes now, smiling, knowing that this was exactly what she wanted, exactly how she needed to be treated. “Open up and stick out your tongue” he commanded.

She did as she was told, holding eye contact as he moved out of the way a bit so everyone could see. “Look how wet she was, thinking about what was coming.” He then proceeded to wring out her panties, sending three drops of her wetness straight onto her tongue in front of her eager audience. “Now swallow” he told her.

Joan did as she was told, sinking deeper into the moment, feeling her arousal growing stronger and stronger. She loved feeling like this, helpless, slutty, fully sexual. She knew that for the next few hours, she was going to be nothing but a toy for other people’s amusement, and it was all she had ever wanted. Shawn would make sure that she was used well and thoroughly before the night was over.

“Now, tonight this slut is going to be stuffed in all of her holes, and you all are here to help me do it. As you can see, she very much enjoys being used.” Shawn had come behind her now, slipping one hand gently around her throat, and caressing her body with his other hand. “Now if she is a good little slut, she won’t moan. It’s your job,” he says, pointing at the increasingly eager men “to make sure she fails at this task.”

Shawn reaches over and pulls out a light ping pong paddle. “Whoever makes her fail, gets to spank her with this.” Shawn lifts her bound hands so that she is pulled onto her tiptoes and pops her quickly on the ass with the paddle, to send his point home. Joan lets out a little yelp, mostly of surprise, since it doesn’t hurt very much. She quickly realizes that though one swat doesn’t hurt much, she is going to have a very difficult time getting through this quietly. As she looks around at the eager men, she realizes that they are probably all going to get a turn with the paddle. She’s never actually been spanked by anyone but Shawn, and the idea of being spanked by these strange men fills her with a humiliation she wasn’t expecting. This causes a warmth to grow hotter and hotter within her. She realizes that she is quickly approaching orgasm before they even begin. Shawn must have sensed it, because he pulled her hands back and started to rub her body with his right hand again.

“Look at this! Tonight’s slut is about to cum already!” Shawn lightly tugs at the chain connecting her nipples as Joan feels herself getting dangerously close to orgasm. She barely contains a moan as his hand snakes its way down between her legs. He nudges her legs apart and slides his hand in between them. He smiles as he feels how wet she is. “Look at this” he gleefully exclaims as he holds up his glistening fingers for everyone to see. “She loves a crowd!”

Shawn doesn’t ask this time, he just shoves his dripping fingers into her mouth and orders her to suck. She cleans his fingers, her taste filling her mouth. He quickly takes them back out of her mouth and roughly fingers her clit in front of everyone. She doesn’t want to cum yet. Not like this. Not from just the thought of what is going to happen. She fights against it, struggling a bit against Shawn’s hold on her. He doesn’t let up though. His fingers roughly and expertly working her clit, forcing her to the brink. He senses her fight, and knows she needs him to break through it. “Cum for me bitch,” he growls quietly in her ear, so that only she can hear.

His voice is too much with the constant pressure on her clit and she loses control. It’s not a moan though, it’s a scream as she comes rather violently, losing herself in the wave that takes over her, carrying her every inhibition away.

When Shawn looks into her eyes as she comes down, he knows she’s ready. The softness tells him that she is deep into subspace, ready for what is going to come. He leads her gently to the bed, laying her head down on a pillow. With a nod the first man plows his large cock right into her slick entrance. Shawn kisses her deeply as she is filled, tasting her arousal on her tongue. He watches as the man fucks her, knowing that she loves this.

Joan is lost now. The kiss of her lover lets her know that she is safe as a man she has never met fucks her. She feels him sliding in and out. She knows that all she is to him is a hole. That’s what he is doing. He is fucking her. Using her to get off. She loves this knowledge. It makes her feel wanted, desired, a little dirty. Shawn moves back, holding her arms above her head, and she makes eye contact with the man briefly. She sees him leering at her bound and clamped. He watches her breasts bounce as he pumps into her. He reaches up and squeezes one roughly, causing the clamp to pinch even more, sending her dangerously close to another climax. She doesn’t want to though, so she holds off. The thought of this man taking the paddle to her ass filling her with dread. She won’t give him that satisfaction, she thinks, as she feels him stiffen inside of her. She feels a sense of satisfaction as he climbs off. She didn’t cum, didn’t moan. Ha! Look at her.

This satisfaction quickly disappears as the next man jumps right in. He’s even girthier than the first man. Wait, are they all above average? Did Shawn…. Her thoughts trail off as his cock hits just right. As she looks up she sees him looking into her eyes. This one is going slower. His eyes are devious. He’s watching her reactions. He thrusts into her slowly again. Oh no. Oh no Oh no Oh no Oh no. He keeps steadily pushing into her, sliding ever so slowly across her gspot, watching her reaction. Again, and again, and again, and OOOOoooooohhhhh! She moans. He doesn’t stop though. He has accepted his mission and keeps up the steady pace until she falls over the edge. Her body is primed this time and it hits her harder, more deeply. She shakes a little as she comes and moans low and loud. Her orgasm sends him over the edge as he pushes deeply into her and fills her with his cum.

Joan is barely coming down as she feels herself being flipped onto her belly. The paddle startles her as it pops loudly against the one cheek of her ass and then the other. This man obviously loves his task as he delivers ten nice hard swats. She feels these, yelping a bit on the last one. She hears him whisper in her ear when he is finished “that pink ass is beautiful, but it will be even more beautiful the redder I turn it.” The determination in his voice lets her know that he plans on making sure it gets there.

She thought that she would be able to compose herself a little bit after this bit, but they didn’t even bother to flip her over or help her to her knees before the next man forced his cock between her legs and right into her dripping pussy. Her legs were close together and it was tight. This man was definitely large, Shawn had seen to it apparently, and long enough that this position was not a challenge for him at all. The angle worked. It worked really, really well, and he was right up against her very recently warmed ass. She had never experienced these particular sensations before, and she was already very overwhelmed with, well, everything. Her clamped nipples rubbed against the bed with every stroke. She had barely come down from her last orgasm and now it was just building on top of everything. She was completely lost in sensation when she lost herself and let out a low moan. She felt him quickly pull out of her and grasped the covers with her bound hands, yelling “wait!” Before she could beg him to put it back in she felt the pop of the paddle again, ten quick swats, followed quickly by that cock. The paddle just made her desire burn hotter, and she was so relieved when she felt the warmth of his cock reenter her that she wasn’t prepared for him grabbing her now increasingly sore ass as he pushed back into her. He dug his fingers into the hot flesh beneath him as he relished the delightful squirming goddess surrounding his cock. The curve of her body was hot, and her arousal was even hotter as her body pushed back against his every thrust. She was lost in primal need now. She needed that next orgasm, and was leaving behind every inhibition to get at it. She was fucking him at this point. He watched her writhe on his cock as he guided it in and out of her. He was so close, but didn’t want to interrupt her frantic need. He felt her pelvic muscles contract and knew that it was coming. Her whole body froze as he pushed in and out of her slowly, cradling her hips as she spasmed. Joan was silent this time. Lost in an orgasm so complete that the world ceased to exist for what seemed like an eternity. As her body went limp the man finally let himself go. Fillling this goddess with her well earned prize.

Shawn let Joan come down a bit this time. Giving her a bottle of water and helping her hold it to her lips to drink. A few sips later he screws the lid back on and helps her onto her hands and knees. She is ready now, her eyes glazed. “Open wide” he says as a cock pushes into her willing mouth. She feels the smooth skin against her tongue as she works it deeper into her mouth. She loves it when her mouth is full of cock. Loves how it feels when a cock pushes into her throat. She holds her tongue just right and allows the man to slowly push his cock deeper and deeper, a steady rhythm filling her mouth. As he finds his rhythm another one of the men pushes into her hungry pussy. They fall into a rhythm together as Joan is left helpless, used on both ends. The man at her mouth is earnest. Her warmth pulling him closer and closer to the edge. He holds her head as he pushes deeper and harder. Joan struggles for breath, franticly feeling the chain connecting her breasts sway and swing against her. The sensations are overwhelming as she starts a slow, steady orgasm. Her eyes roll back as the man in her mouth pulls out a bit, spurting his cum into her mouth and getting a bit across her eyes as he rubs out the last of his juices. The smell and taste of cum fill her senses as the steady thrusts continue into her pussy. Her muscles throb against the cock filling her, her orgasm causing her to let out a loud moan as the cock in her stiffens, shooting her now creamy pussy with yet more cum. She rides her orgasm through his, letting the gentle waves wash over her. They wait until her pleasure subsides before the men take turns, each delivering ten swats to her now reddening ass. By the end she is whimpering, the light paddle slowly increasing the sensation as it builds.

The next man steps up, gently flipping her onto her back. He lays close to her, looking into her eyes as he slides his shorter but wider cock into her trembling body. He plays with her clamped nipples with his tongue, teasing one and then the other, going back and forth, back and forth as he thrusts into her. She surrenders to the sensations. Her ass on fire against the sheets, her nipples at the peak of sensation. He’s taking his time. She settles into the rhythm when she feels two fingers slide around her clit from the top. Shawn has worked his way onto the bed and is now gently and expertly rubbing her most sensitive spot on top of everything else. He makes gentle circles with his fingers. So gentle, rubbing steadily as the other man licks and teases, his cock pumping steadily. They aren’t rushing her at all. They are watching it build and build. Joan has never been this aroused. Never been this turned on. She needs more. They aren’t giving it to her. They are just slowly and steadily rubbing and licking. She pushes against them, trying to get more pressure on her clit, but Shawn pulls back, just teasing, not letting her get enough to go over the edge. She gets more frantic as it builds higher and higher. She needs it. Needs just a little more, just a little more, The man quickens his pace, she knows he is close. She needs it. Needs it so badly. “Please, I need to cum!” She begs. “Please!” Her pleading eyes send the man over the edge as Shawn finally gives her the pressure she needs. She hits her peak as he tugs on her clamps. Joan lets out an orgasmic scream that was definitely heard by anyone on the floor. It hits hard and fast as Shawn milks out every last bit of pleasure from her clit. Tears come to her eyes, as she locks eyes with Shawn. He climbs on top of her and gently unclamps her nipples. As the blood rushes back to her nipples she reaches another peak, not as big as the last one, but enough to mask the pain as Shawn teases her clit with his cock and sucks and kisses her sore nipples.

“You’re not done yet,” he tells her, climbing off and making way for the next man. This one is much like the first. He wants what he wants and is going to take it. He’s rough, abrupt. He pumps fast and hard, overstimulated by what he has seen and eager for his release. He pulls out right before he climaxes and shoots his seed over her sensitive titties. She looks down and sees herself, cum all over her, exhausted, used. If she could think she would love this. She will definitely be thinking of this for years in the bath, rubbing and pinching herself with soap drizzled over her breasts, relishing this moment.

It doesn’t last long though. There are three horny men she has yet to satisfy. She is cum hungry now though, and Shawn sees it. He slips the restraints off of her hands. The biggest cock heads for her pussy. It is big, much bigger than Shawn’s, and even in her hyper-aroused state it takes a few minutes for the man to push into her, stretching her to her limits. She loves the feeling though, and moans deeply at the sensation. No one is stopping now though, and the man continues steadily stretching her until he is deep inside. Joan’s eyes widen with the sensation. Tears are flowing down her face, though not from pain or distress. She reaches for the other two cocks, needing something to fill her hands and mouth. As she is stretched over and over again she sloppily puts her mouth around one cock, and then the other, her hands working the two men to orgasm. She knows she wants it on her face. She needs to be covered in cum, completely used. The man inside her is thrusting harder now, stretching her in a way she has never felt before. She feels a different type of orgasm rising. It hits hard inside of her. This moan is deep and long. Her face as she comes sends the other two men into ecstasy. They cover her face in their warm sticky juices as she is overwhelmed by the sights, smells and feelings. There is no end to her moans now. She is quivering, exhausted, sated.

Someone brings a warm cloth or two, cleaning her gently as she recovers. The orgasmic tremors slowly subside, and she opens her eyes to see Shawn’s face, lovingly gazing into her beautiful, glazed eyes.

“You’re almost done love. Just one more cock to satisfy.” She nods at her lover sleepily, knowing she is able to take just one more. “I have something special in mind though.”

Her eyes widen. They had talked about this, but now? With so many people watching. Her pussy is dripping with other men’s cum and she knows that this will make the night absolutely perfect. She nods at him as he rolls her over. He pulls her to the edge of the bed and grabs something from the nightstand. She feels the cool lube on her asshole as he plays with her. He stretches her gently. One finger, in and out. Then two, then three. “Just a little bit more baby.” He whispers as he stretches her wide. The other men look on as Shawn gently pushes his cock into her virgin hole. Joan feels him enter her slowly, filling her as she’s never been filled before. As he gets in deep he pauses, allowing her hyper-aroused body to adjust to his girth. It feels good. As he slowly starts to thrust she feels yet another different kind of orgasm building. It’s somehow stronger than before, deeper. Her whole clit is swollen, sensitive. As he pushes into her over and over her whole body starts to convulse, lost in a pleasure that consumes her to her very soul. After what feels like forever she hears him whisper in her ear “Such a good little slut.” Before it is his time to groan, filling her with his juices.

The men get dressed quietly now and slip out the door. Shawn kisses Joan softly on the back of her neck as he pulls out of her.

“Was that good love?” he asks, his eyes soft now. Joan nods at him groggily.

He helps her to the shower, gently washing her before drying her off and laying her in the bed. He tucks her in and kisses her on the forehead before climbing in after her. As he wraps his arm around her she snuggles into him, kissing his chin.

“Thank you” she whispers before drifting off into dreamland. It was a good night.