A literotic sexstories: My unexpected journey – part 3 by Desire2beagurl ,
“Get up sleepy-head,” I hear the sweet voice of my new girlfriend, Kendra, on the other end of the phone. “Can you come over in a little bit? There’s something I want to talk to you about.”
I agree and tell her I would be over in a little bit. I groggily sweep the covers off of me, looking down at the silky pink pajamas I find myself in. After stretching I get up and make my way over to my dresser trying to figure out what she would want to talk to me about. Rummaging through my clothes I finally found an outfit and wet to the bathroom to prepare myself for whatever my girlfriend had in store for our date, making sure to use the hair removal cream she had given me. After carefully inspecting my entire body I slipped on my pink boy shorts that I know she loves, my knee high socks, pants and nice blouse. I give myself a once over, making sure to comb my hair and head out the door.
It didn’t take me long to get to Kendra’s apartment and no sooner had I knocked the door swung open and she pulled me in, pushing me up against the wall and planting her lips over mine. She pushes her tongue into my mouth as I feel her hands start to run all over my body, reaching into my pants and feeling the boy shorts I’m wearing. She pulls back, the mischievous twinkle in her eye and her coy smile tells me she has ideas running through her head. Her phone dings and she looks down at it, her face twisting into more of a concerning look. She taps her phone a few times, sending out a text, and then puts the phone down on the table, turning around to face me.
Her eyes shift from left to right as though she is trying to figure out how to say something until she finally blurts it out. “I think we should embrace who we are and I think we should let others know we are together.” I nod in agreement which brings a smile to her face. “Good,” she says, “there’s a party going on tonight and I’m going dressed as a nurse. There’s other costumes in my closet if you want to look for one.”
I nod and make my way back to her bedroom, memories of the last couple of nights playing again in my mind bringing about a rise in my pants. I sift through the costumes she has hanging up and finally come across a cat girl costume. I pull it off the rack and look over it. I quickly strip, tossing my clothes into a pile in the corner, and stand there for a second in just my pink boy shorts before sorting through the costume.
I pull the dark shirt over my head pulling it down to just above my belly, pulling the matching dark tattered shorts up and snapping them in place. I felt Kendra’s presence in the room and gasped a little when I felt a cold piece of leather wrap around my neck, pulling it taunt, and buckling it in place. Then I felt her hands running down my back, pulling my shorts and underwear down slightly before putting a cold liquid at the base of my spin. I felt her push something hard against that spot, holding it there for a few seconds and blowing on it. I felt her release it and, with her hands on my shoulders turned me around to face her. Smiling wide at me she affixed a pair of dark cat ears to my head and opened my mouth to put a pair of fake fangs into it.
She moved out of the way and I whistled when I saw the full sultry punk outfit I was wearing, complete with a black tail that swished behind me when I moved my hips. She wore a tight, short nurses outfit with a deep cut down the middle showing a good amount of her chest, her tits barely staying inside the fabric. I could feel my own bulge growing and saw hers as well. She leaned on me and with a flash, took a picture of the two of us together, and then she took me by the hand to head out to the party.
We made it to the house in very little time and by the looks of the place it was a very popular party. Kendra took my hand and pulled me along closer to the place and the smell of cheap booze, party foods, and sex were heavy in the air. She leaned in closer to me, telling me not to be nervous but there were going to be lots of sex games going on and as long as the only sex I had was during those games she would be ok with it. I nodded nervously and could feel the urge to use the bathroom building inside me. I asked her where the bathroom was and quickly made my way to it thankful to find it open and available. I quickly sat down and started to relieve myself, sighing as the pressure quickly subsided as I emptied myself.
The door slammed open and a man, to say drunk would be a grave understatement, stumbled in and made his way to the toilet, the one I was still sitting on. Apparently not even realizing that I was there the man unzipped his pants and pulled out his rather large cock. With a small grunt I watched his cock twitch right before a stream of hot piss shot out right into my face. My mouth, not wanting to ruin my costume, acted without any thought quickly dropped open and wrapped around his large member, sucking and swallowing the steady, hot, salty stream of piss as it flooded down my throat. After about a minute, and with a sigh, the man pulled his semi-hard cock out of my mouth, quickly placing it back in his pants and turning to zip up his pants as he stumbled his way back into the party.
Driblets of piss dripped down my chin as my brain tried to process what had just happened. The blaring music pounding into my skull and the intoxicating smell of sex heavy in the air made me swoon as I stood up from the toilet, leaving my piss drenched shorts on the floor, my tail swishing behind me as I adjusted my boy shorts and made my way out the door. People were everywhere, talking, drinking, making out, or even blatantly having mad passionate sex right in front of everyone else. Every step I took down the hallway seemed to wash away my inhibitions as my body started to relax.
I passed by a pile of dirty laundry near a washer and dryer when I happened to look down and saw a foot sticking out from underneath it. I bent down to get a closer look and suddenly find myself being dragged down into the pile itself. I open my mouth to scream only to find it stuffed with a dirty socks and panties as the girl under the pile emerges smiling coyly. My breathing increases as I attempt to squirm away from her. My eyes widen as I feel her hand wiggle up the leg of my underwear, feeling my slight bulge and giggling as she pushed two fingers up inside my hole a little easier then I would have thought. I tried to wriggle away but this seemed to only allow her to probe her fingers deeper until I felt the base of her fingers at the entrance to my rectum. Kissing me on the forehead she quickly removed her fingers and disappeared into the crowd leaving me still gagged and with a rather disturbing feeling of emptiness.
I push the loose clothing off of me, pulling the dirty gag out of my mouth, my mouth rather dry from the lack of moisture. I get up and make my way further down the hall towards the kitchen, the hallways choked with people as I push my way through. I feel a hand brush across my ass cheek and squeeze. Swinging my hand back I smack the hand away, still trying to push my way through the throngs of people. Again I feel a hand on my ass cheek but this time it squeezes harder and again I swing my hand back swatting the hand away. Finally making my way through the crowd I sigh with short lived relief as I suddenly feel a pair of arms wrap around me, one hand reaching for my breast area and the other reaching for my crotch, gripping both and squeezing hard causing me to yelp in pain. Harder and harder the hands squeezed and my attempts to pull them off only caused them to squeeze harder, tears beginning to well in my eyes. After a few minutes the hands finally let go forcing me to stumble forward off balance, my chest and my balls throbbing and sore for the assault.
Finally free of the crowd I make my way to the bar, my mouth still dry from the gag forced into it. As I get closer I notice the guy behind it looking me up and down with a wide grin on his face causing me to blush. I try to sway my hips as I walk to swish my tail behind me when I feel a push from behind sending me flying forward and landing on my knees right in front of the guy staring at his bare feet. I lift my head, my eyes scanning up his muscular legs and up to his hard cock bobbing up and down in front of my face. I tilt my head up and stare up at him as he smiles down at me and asks me if I would like a drink. Whether it was the musk in the air or the buzz of the music or just something that had laid dormant for so long I felt myself lean forward, my mouth opening and wrapping my lips around the hard cock taking it into my mouth all the way to my throat. Sucking harder and harder it wasn’t long before I felt his cock twitch and unleash his load of warm, salty cum into my throat and into my mouth as I dragged his cock back out, showing him my mouthful before swallowing it down with a gulp.
The man continued to smile at me as I get up and make my way past him to the kitchen. Looking around I notice a group gathered around the fridge chanting and cheering. I work my way over to them and gasp when I see people taking different items from the fridge and shoving them into each other’s asses. I turn to move away when I feel hands pulling and pushing me to the center of the crowd. Reaching the middle one of the people starts going over the rules just as I feel a lubed cucumber push against my rectum and slide in. I gasp as my hole stretches to accommodate the intruder and the crowd cheers, dollar bills start being thrown at my feet. I hear someone saying something but I can’t make it out and for some reason I just start nodding my head and suddenly I feel another object, a turnip, being shoved inside of me stretching my hole even more. My eyes shoot open as I feel my ass pulling apart and had it not been for the incredible amount of lube I can only imagine how it tear me up. More bills get thrown at my feet and the crowd cheers again and without any warning I feel another object, a carrot, push inside me stretching me almost to my breaking point. The crowd erupts as the leader of the group walks up to me, lifting my hand in the air, and declaring me the winner of the game, having been able to fit 7cm worth of food in my ass. With a slight push I feel the items fall out to the floor, my hole gaping and pulsing from the sudden loss of the filling contents. I gingerly bend over collecting the money that had been thrown on the floor as well as the money the leader hands me.
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