-Dolly

I was a healer.

I was gifted as a girl.

I laid hands upon the world.

Someone saw me sleeping, naked in the noon sun.

I heard witchcraft in the whispers, and I knew my time had come.

-The Highwomen

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I got out of the shower to grab something and found him on the couch furiously jerking off. I was confused because I didn’t understand why he wouldn’t just fuck me or use my mouth until I saw what he was jerking off to.

He had my best friend’s Instagram open and he was looking at a photo of her in a tight dress while beating his cock so hard to try to finish before I got out of the shower.

I got back in the shower and let him finish without knowing I saw.

When I came out he was sitting on the couch like nothing ever happened and said, “hey babe”

I said “hi baby whatcha doin?”

He said he was just trying to think of what he wanted to do today.

So I said, “well some of the girls are going to brunch. We could join if you wouldn’t hate that.”

He said, “ahhh that sounds ok. Who’s going?”

I listed off some names including Maria, the girl he just made himself cum to.

He said, “well, I am hungry. Fine, let’s do it.”

When we got there, all the girls were dressed up and drinking. We sat down across from a few girls and Maria was next to them.

I saw my boyfriend look at her tits, which I wouldn’t have thought twice about before but now I knew where it was coming from.

He made a joke and everyone laughed and he looked directly at her to check if she was laughing.

I was getting jealous and didn’t really know what to make of this because he clearly liked her.

Brunch ended and one of the girls was opening up to me about something serious so we were at the end of the table having a private conversation when everyone started getting up to leave. Maria had ubered and asked if anyone could give her a ride when my boyfriend offered instantly to take her while I stayed and finished my conversation.

He said I’ll just swing back around and get you after baby.

I said ok. There wasn’t really anything I could do or say to stop it and watched them walk out together. Her ass was annoyingly big and perfect, totally his type.

They went to the car and I got really nervous while my friend was telling me about her problems and I could barely focus on what she was saying.

10 mins later I got a text from my boyfriend saying, “hey babe, Maria needs a few things hung in her apartment and I offered to help out if that’s cool. If you want to go back with Sandra I’ll just meet up with you after.”

My heart sunk at the thought of them alone in her apartment together.

I gathered myself and texted back, “okay babe text me when you’re done.”

He didn’t respond and Sandra offered to drop me at home since I lived close.

An hour had gone by since my boyfriend’s last text when I walked into our apartment. I couldn’t shake the feeling inside that I was being betrayed in some way but I didn’t want to blow it out of proportion and freak out on him if nothing was happening.

I laid in bed and tried to distract myself but I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Him, jerking off to her pictures and being alone with her in her home. It made me so, so jealous and my heart rate was racing.

I thought about what might be happening over there and opened up her Instagram to get a better idea from a man’s perspective.

Fuck. She was hot. She had a naturally pretty face with a sexy tight body and a natural perfect huge ass. I knew this was his type and it was always what he had gone for before me.

As I came across the photo I saw him getting off to, I felt my adrenaline shoot up and my jealousy consume me and I realized my pussy was dripping wet.

I reached my hand down to touch and I was soaked. Fuck. Why?

I didn’t know but it felt so good and right to touch looking at her picture that my boyfriend had gotten off to.

Of course he would like her. He should like her. She was his type and I knew he was probably aching to get his hands on a nice fat ass.

I started rubbing myself thinking about them together and scrolled through her Instagram.

I looked at all the ways she was better than me as I fucked my pussy with my fingers, legs spread on the bed.

It wasn’t until an hour and a half later of rubbing and fantasy that I realized the time and that he still hadn’t texted me.

It was 6pm and he was still with her.

There was no way something hadn’t happened right?? I mean, he wanted her.

I was getting cheated on. I had to accept that. I was getting cheated on by my boyfriend with my friend.

I didn’t want to leave him but I didn’t know what to do. I was confusingly wet and my pussy was throbbing and begging for me to continue touching it.

I gave in and started rubbing again thinking of him holding her and kissing her.

I came after awhile and was so exhausted I fell asleep.

When I woke up an hour later he still wasn’t back.

I got my phone and there was nothing.

I typed out, “where are you?”

He responded 5 minutes later, “hey babe I’m sorry. I was doing some stuff for her and my phone died and we got hungry so we got some food. I’m coming home now. I’ll see you in a moment.”

I waited for him on the bed my mind racing when he walked in the door.

He kissed me hello and immediately went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When he got back in bed I was fake asleep. I didn’t know what to say or do so I just decided to do nothing.

He got in bed next to me and opened his phone. I could see his screen as he opened up a text and typed in, “Maria”

He typed, “fuck. I can’t stop thinking about you. That was amazing. Can I see you again tomorrow?”

My heart sank and my pussy got soaked as she responded, “yes xx how about tomorrow night?”

He said, “perfect. Can’t wait. Goodnight, sexy.”

She sent a video of her blowing him a slow kiss in a bra.

He played it and grabbed his cock and started slowly jerking it while he looked over at me to make sure I was sleeping.

Then he opened her Instagram again and scrolled while stroking his cock, making himself cum.

I couldn’t explain why my pussy was soaked at the thought of them meeting again the next night but I decided I wouldn’t confront him about it.

I’d just let him fuck her and rub myself raw at home pretending I didn’t know what was going on for as long as I could.

I went to bed soaking wet waiting for the next day so he could fuck her again.

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Free Use Fuck Fest: The Aftermath

I didn’t open the Free Use app for a few days. After all, my fuck-slots are always booked out, I can’t take any more cock per day than I already am, expecially after I cockwarm several of my bosses every day.

I got a pay raise after the Free Use Fuck Fest, because my boss was afraid I could be lured away by better offers. It’ll be my fist day back today, so I thought I should at least look at my rank.

After my morning routine, I open the app to see hundrets of notifications, mostly comments to the highlight-video of my Fuck Fest performance. It’s been pinned to my profile automatically.

My rank sits proudly at the top of my profile: #2.

People seemed to like the slow fucking I received, and I can’t say that I’m not proud. I’m guessing either a blow job girl or an anal got the First Place.

I check my purse before leaving the apartment, to make sure I have lube and my plug as well my keys and other stuff. I’m not wearing any panties of course.

It’s an hour earlier than I’d normally leave, but I know that people are especially horny after the Free Use Fuck Fest and I don’t want to be too late for work today.

I avoid my neighbour. He would’ve fucked me in every hole if he could and I know he waits for me to leave the apartment complex every morning. It’s a good thing I decided to leave earlier today.

It’s a wonder I reach the subway without collecting at least one load in one of my holes. Once I’m in though, the app chimes. I look around.

A man is looking straight at me. I double take - is it the man from the Fuck Fest? I’m not quite sure, he’s wearing different clothes now, but it could be him. I can see a very visible bulge in his pants.

He’s not trying to hide it, of course. He’s just booked all my holes. He nods at me and I open the buttons of my blouse. No bra, so my breasts spill out.

He comes over to me. “Hold onto the pole” he commands and I obey. He arranges me so that my legs are spread, my ass is presented to him and the people sitting in front of me have a perfect view of my tits.

I can hear him fumble with his pants and a second later, the tip of his cock rubs through my exposed slit.

“I’ve got lube in my bag”, I tell him. I don’t need him to ram his dick in without libe first thing in the morning.

He chuckles against my neck, “good girl”, he praises. “But we won’t need it… yet.” He reaches one arm around me to grope my tits and pull at the nipples and my arousal begins to pool between my legs.

He keeps sliding his cock through my slit without trying to push it in. He teases my nipples. His dick must be soaked by my juices by now, I try to push my ass back into him because I’m ready, I’m wet. I want his dick.

He slaps my ass, “stand still”, he commands. “Open your eyes and look around.”

I do as he says. All eyes are on us. People are watching him tease me and I let out a shuddering breath. The Free Use Fuck Fest was broadcasted live all over the country, but somehow this seems more public. I’m used to being fucked outside. I’ve even been fucked in the subway before, but he’s taking me apart. And his dick hasn’t even been inside of me, yet.

I feel him shift. The head of his cock presses against my entrance before sliding in with little resistance.

I moan and see the smirks of the other passengers. A few guys pulled out their dicks and one is currently bouncing another woman on his lap. She’s fully clothed, he just pushed her panties aside and slid in.

My pussy clenches around the tip of his cock. I want him to slide into me as well, but he holds my hips and stills them.

We stand there like that for what feels like an eternity. And then he finally slides into my wet heat. Inch by inch my pussy swallows his thick cock, up until it’s balls deep inside of me.

Move, move, move, I pray silently, but he doesn’t. His cock is hot and thick and hard inside of me, unmoving. His hipbones are pressed to my ass. One hand still holds my hips, the other starts playing with my tits again.

The movement of the train rocks our bodies, but it’s not enough friction. Just enough to remind me that I’m being watched, that I’m not allowed to move.

This isn’t even normal cockwarming. I oculd ignore his cock if we sat, but my semi-bend over position, tits on display, hand teasing my nipples and the soft rocking from the train won’t let me.

I’m panting softly and I make a high, keening sound when he pulls his dick out all the way before slamming back in, stilling deep inside of me again. “Quiet”, he says and I bite down on the inside of my cheek.

He start rocking against me, slowly. I mewl. He fumbles for something before putting a ball gag in my mouth. “I said to be quiet.”

He fucks me like this for a while, short strokes. I feel my juices running down my legs.

“Is this good?”, he asks and I nod. Yes, please, move. He raches into my bag and I feel a squirt of lube hit my crack. He rubs my plug through it, getting it slippery. And then he holds it against my asshole, barely spreading it as he picks up speed, pounding me with longer, more forceful strokes.

My eyes flutter. I know I’ll orgasm if he keeps it up like this. He knows it, too, because he stops just before I can come. I have no idea where we are and if I missed my stop already. I don’t care. I want to come.

He pushes his cock into me, not moving anymore and I want to push back into him, to seek my orgasm but I know I’m not allowed. I clench my pussy around his dick, hoping to get him to move again.

“Poor slut”, he whispers into my ear. He pushes the plug harder into me, so my hole is stretched around the base at the widest part. My pussy clenches involuntary. He chuckles and lets it slide in all the way, filling me up. “Do you want to get fucked? Do you want me to make you come?”

I frantically nod my head. Please, please, please.

He starts moving again. The extra friction from my filled ass makes me reach my orgasm faster as he fucks me relentlessly. He’s setting a fast pace. I won’t last long.

This time, he lets me have it. I clench hard around him, pussy and ass pulsing around the intruders inside of them. My peak triggers his and he comes in thick, long spurts.

“Good girl”, he praises. “Let go of the pole.”

I do, and I strumble a bit but he holds me up, cock still balls deep in my pussy, one arm bent around my waist. The train slows and he manhandles me around to face the door.

I blink when it opens, it’s my stop. He pushes me forward so I strumble out of the train, his dick sliding out of me and a gush of cum drips out of my hole.

He’s smirking when the door closes and the train starts moving again. It’s him, the guy from the Fuck Fest. I’m sure.

My phone chimes a few times. My rating is going up again, people liked watching me like that. I also see that all my fuck-slots are filled now.

The next guy will fuck me once I leave the subway station and I better hurry up so I’m on time in the office today to cockwarm my boss.

With his cum still running out of me and my plugged ass, I right my clothing and climb the stairs to receive the next dick. But I know I will be thinking about his cock for the rest of the day.

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