Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Biology Lessons: 7

"This sure is kinky," the stranger said, pulling down his underwear to reveal his hard five and a half inch cock raring to go. "You don't usually find women this pretty into playing games like this." "What can I say," Amber asked rhetorically as he climbed on top of her, and slid his cock inside of her hole, gasping as he penetrated her. "She's a fucked up cunt that's into breeding. You must be too, if you take the risk that she could end up raising your child."

"Mmmm, yeah. This bitch is tight," is all he could manage before he started to pump his hips and fuck Hannah's defenseless pussy. He groped her tits a little, but even in Amber's limited experience, she could tell he was a lackluster lover. After almost exactly a minute of huffing and puffing, he groaned, "Take it bitch," before bottoming out inside his helpless fucktoy and filling her up with his seed. Once he was done as he smiled nervously and got dressed as quickly as he could, but before he could leave, Amber presented him with a sharpie.

"Go on," she encouraged him. "Sign your name, or leave her a message. She just loves to see much strangers ruin her." He took it, and after only a moment's hesitation he wrote 'tight pussy, for now' on her left thigh.

Amber smiled and got up, putting a couple pillows under Hannah's hips while she tried to resist. "There, there," Amber soothed, taking a wet wipe and cleaning up her creamy pussy before grabbing a little astroglide to make sure that the only pain she felt was emotional. "Don't worry, I know he wasn't as good a lover as Brian is, but surely we can find one or two in the bunch that can make you cum. Just another dozen guys filling your unprotected pussy with their cum and then this will all be over, and we can put all this behind us." Hannah raged behind her ball gag, but it did no good.

opened the bedroom door and walked to the entryway, changing places with Isabelle who escorted Hannah's next suitor back to the bedroom, a young guy not much older than them with a sleeve and neck tats. And that's just how the next couple hours went. After Mr tattoos there was an old guy that had lasted a lot longer than Amber would have thought possible. Then came the latino mechanic, the chinese guy with the four inch prick, and the nerdy guy that came on his third thrust. Every ten minutes there would be a knock, and every other knock Amber would watch a stranger fuck the bound woman. Then hed be gone, leaving only a few terrible words on her skin, and another load into her unprotected pussy. Because of the angle she was at, very little was escaping from her sex, which meant that by the fifth or sixth

likely to conceive, and I haven't heard you orgasm even once so far." Hannah was quiet, obviously trying to hold back on any reaction that Amber might be

Hannah down almost immediately, and she started to moan as her poor abused body was finally subjected to real pleasure again. Amber could taste the strange flavors of what must be cum, and even imagined that she could taste several slightly different flavors, but she didn't let that stop her from

"There, there slut. Maybe your next lover's dick will

closed the door. Amber confessed at the new torment she'd started to inflict on the helpless woman, and Isabella smiled at the idea. "Maybe I'll have to try that out for myself. The only thing that might break this bitch more than what we're already

fine." Amber

she was almost forced to cum on his dick. That had been expected. What hadn't been expected is that every guy after that also made the slut orgasm. The last three guys: the delivery driver, an eighteen year old with terrible acne that had let her know he was a virgin, and a trucker that really enjoyed telling Hannah what a worthless whore she was as he came inside her, all made her cum like a bitch in heat. As much fun as it had been to watch her suffer

she hadn't been expecting it to be anyone she knew. She kept her face neutral, and a look of recognition briefly crossed his face, but he didn't say anything to her. That was probably because he couldn't remember Isabelle's name, Amber thought. Afterall, when you have a steady stream of ransom pussy being delivered, you probably forget who's who after a while. Amber walked up smiling, and after checking his paperwork out, they both took him back to his waiting lover. Amber

Brain gave no sign of recognition. Instead he just smiled and said, "So