Misc. Erotica Cheerleaders - Copied

[hirarandi]

When I woke up I could feel Monique's soft hair on my prick. I could feel her breathing gently as her lips just barely touched my cock. I stared down at her for a while, she looked so peaceful with her head on my thigh.
My thoughts suddenly turned to Emily and I wondered how she'd slept during the night? I'm sure not well given what I was going to do to her today.
Monique stirred, she must have sensed I was awake and she lifted her weary head and looked up at me, there was an instant of confusion, then she quickly locked her lips on my penis and took my hardening member in her mouth. She looked up at me with wide, terrified eyes.
I ran my hand through her hair, I knew she didn't know whether I wanted her to make me cum or just hold my dick in her mouth. I loved the feel of her moist tongue on me, her warm breath buffeting my cock, and I absolutely loved the look of the unknown on her face.
"We're going to have to have fun today slut, I'm going to pop Emily's cherry, and then, maybe I'll have you lick her clean and make her cum too?" Monique's head, her pretty blonde locks were so soft and inviting as she held me in her mouth and looked up at me nervously.
I squeezed a clump of her hair in my hand and lifted her mouth off my prick, I pushed her hard over onto her back, her eyes stared up at me, still unsure of what I was doing.
I straddled her chest and eased my cock between her breasts, forcing her soft mounds around me.
"You like it, don't you slut?" I pumped my dick between her tits with long, slow, thrusts.
"Do you want me to cum on your face, or should I save it all for your friend?" She squirmed underneath me as my dick slid over her chest.
"I bet you can't wait for me to spread Emily's legs and pump her full of my sperm, can you?" I lifted up off her chest and held my dick inches from her mouth.
"Go ahead, give Master's cock a kiss." Monique arched her head up and kissed the head of my penis, her eyes were locked on mine, trying to figure out what I was going to do next.
"I want you to go get in the shower, turn on the water and tell me when it's warm enough for me to get in." She forced up her tongue and licked the underside of my prick, it was so cute, so obsequious that I was tempted to have her blow me then and there, to have her lock her sweet lips around my cock and make me cum in her throat, but instead I climbed off her and stood at the side of the bed. I released her collar and set it on the mattress.
"Go on!" Monique rolled off the bed and shuffled toward the bathroom, she kept her eyes locked on me the whole time.
When I opened my door I could hear Tara screaming down the hall. As I walked past the guest bedroom I heard the bed creaking loud and Jim grunting, bellowing as he screamed at the girl.
"How's that cunt? My dick is going to be in you every day from now on!" Even through the closed door I could hear them clearly, Tara was yelping like a hurt animal and I thought the bed might collapse with the violence the sounds.
I knocked at the door.
"Hey Jim, lets go to the garage in like an hour." For an instant the brutal sounds of fucking stopped.
"Sure, let me finish with this bitch." The loud, violent sounds started again and I moved toward the kitchen for a quick drink of water.
I took my time heading back to my room. I knew Monique would be waiting for me in the shower and I didn't have to rush, she might actually enjoy the water on her, at least after it warmed up.
When I got back to my room and went into the bathroom, Monique was kneeling on the cool tile, her big hazel eyes were staring up at me.
"The water is ready Master."
"Good, then bathe me." I handed her a sponge and soap. It was a glorious feeling to have my slave clean me, I just stood there, letting the warm water run over my body and her smooth hands scrubbing me down. She was tentative around my prick, but a quick tug on her hair changed that. She took my penis in her mouth, cleaning the whole length of my shaft with her soft lips. I savored every second of the process. I still couldn't believe that everything had happened like it did, I was so lucky.
After I hopped out of the shower I had Monique towel me down, her soft hands moved over my skin. When I was dry, I led her over to the toilet.
"Hold my dick as I piss." She looked up at me, I could see the revulsion in her eyes, the desperate want to balk, to fight me.
"Come on slut!" She took my prick in her hands, I was almost hard, but I was able to relieve myself as she held me, it made me feel powerful, so in control of the girl.
"That's it slave." The last few drops fell from my penis and I turned my hips toward the girl.
"Clean me off." I didn't wait for her to move, I thrust my dick in her mouth and felt her throat convulse. I arched my head back and moaned in exquisite pleasure. I didn't want to lose the feel of her lips on me.
"That's it whore, good job." I ran my hand through her hair and eased my penis free of her mouth.
"Get on your hands and knees and follow me." Monique fell to her knees, but not low enough for my tastes and I grabbed her by the scruff of the neck and pushed her to the ground so her breasts were almost rubbing against the carpet.
"Come on slut." I took her out into the bedroom and put her collar back on. I grabbed one of the dog leashes and dragged her toward the kitchen, Jim's door was closed, but I didn't hear any noises coming from inside. When we got to the kitchen he was already standing there, coffee in hand, and a sparkle in his eyes.
"Hey buddy, what a fucking night!" Jim's smile stretched from cheek to cheek.
"Did you have a good time?" I asked him as I tugged Monique forward on the leash, she kept her eyes down and got into a kneeling position.
"Oh hell yeah, that pussy is so tight, and the slut, she bucks like a bronco trying to fight me when I fuck her, I love it, she's got spunk." Jim handed me a mug of coffee then took a step toward Monique. I could hear her whimper in shame as he grabbed one of her nipples and pulled on it softly.
"This is one hot slut too. I love her on her knees with the leash, she looks like a dog." Jim stood up.
"Hell, all they're good for anyway is as something to fuck!" He roared out in laughter. I could see Monique's face go red.
"Wanna go crush that car?" Neither Jim or I had on any clothes, in a different situation I'd probably have been embarrassed, but as everything was with the girls, there was some kind of power, or animal nature to it all that made it right.
"Yeah, let me put something on, and, well, let me take care of this." Jim stroked his dick, he was already hard and erect. I could see Monique try to pull away, thinking he was going to use her, but instead he headed down the hall towards his room. I followed along, keeping Monique in tow.
We were just seconds behind, but when we got to his room Jim already had his prick buried in Tara's mouth. She was hogtied on the bed, her arms and legs were pulled up in the small of her back and Jim was driving into her throat with his dick, I could hear Tara gagging as he thrust in deep.
"The little whore tried to sneak out of the room this morning…aahhhh…but I caught her." Jim smacked Tara's ass as he brutally rammed his cock in her mouth, her face was red, and the way she was bound it looked painful. Monique stared wide eyed at the scene, I caught her sneaking a glance at me, I think hoping I wouldn't get any ideas to use on her.
When he was about to cum Jim clamped his hands on the back of Tara's head forcing her mouth full on his cock. I could hear her desperately screaming, choking on the large dick as she tried to breathe.
"That's it bitch, how do you like the taste of my cum!" Jim's hips were bucking, driving deep into Tara's throat.
When Jim finished spurting his load he pulled his prick free of Tara's mouth, the cum dribbled around her lips as she tried to cough up the sperm, trying to catch her breath after the brutal face fucking.
Jim pushed Tara onto her side, her stomach was convulsing as she to spit up cum that filled her belly. He grabbed a round hair brush from his toiletry bag, it was probably 6" long with a bunch of plastic bristles, and about an inch and a half in diameter. Tara started screaming as he ran it over her pussy lips, driving the little points down into her sensitive flesh.
"That's it cunt, scream for me. Tell me how you'll be good and won't run away." He slapped her hard on her inner thigh.
"Open that pussy up slut." Jim forced the head of the brush against her spread labia, he started pushing the rough bristles into her pussy, drawing ever louder screams from the hogtied girl.
"How do you like it now slut?" There was a good 2" in her pussy.
"Pleaaasseeee….pleassse…" Tara's whole body jerked as Jim pushed the brush deeper and deeper into her cunt.
"That's it, beg for me." Almost the whole head of the brush was in Tara's body, only the handle jutted obscenely from her pussy. She was trying to beg in between screams as Jim twisted the head of the brush while pushing it in her.
Tara's thighs spasmed as Jim pushed the handle of the brush deep in her body. I could see the strain in her arms as her legs moved involuntarily, reacting to the awful penetration.
"Are you going to be a good little slut." Jim started fucking Tara with the hair brush.
"Yes…yes, please, just stop, please…" Her voice trailed off in exasperation. I loved the way Monique stared at the scene, I could tell she was terrified.
Jim let go of the hair brush, leaving it impaled in Tara's body.
I hadn't seen him grab it when we were in the kitchen, but he had a large wooden spoon in his hand and he started whipping Tara's tits with it.
"Are you going to be a good girl now?" The sound of the wood on her flesh was like a little thud. Tara was bawling, she tried to roll over onto her stomach after each blow, but Jim held her hips so she couldn't get on her belly.
"Yes…for gods sake, yes!" Tara let out a loud wail of pain as Jim laid a blow on her clit. I just watched, almost as transfixed as Monique was, though my attraction was more lust, hers fear.
Jim tossed the spoon down on the bed and rolled Tara onto her belly, she was sobbing andburied her head in the mattress and cried.
"Let's go get that car taken care of." Jim ran his hand over Tara's twitching thighs. "We wouldn't want anybody to ever find the girls' car, now would we?" He looked straight at Monique and laughed at her obvious discomfort.
For a second I couldn't react, my dick was hard and I stared at Tara bound on the bed.