Intimacy in the City – Chapter 18

Laura stretches my pussy much further than I thought

With trembling thighs and legs spread wide, I sit in front of Laura. My pussy juice runs down her shiny lips. We're still at the photo shoot.

“Laura, what are you doing to me?” I repeat my question.

I can hardly believe that I'm letting myself be photographed in such a situation. I'm torn. On the one hand, it's incredibly hot, but then again, I'm unsure—what if these photos are published?

Suddenly, Laura leans down toward me. “Heidi, I have to confess something. I lied to you,” Laura says hesitantly.

My pupils dilate, goosebumps spread like a tsunami across my entire body, my pulse quickens, my carotid artery bulges.

Lied to me! So it's true! I knew she was having an affair with Julian. And the pictures she's taking of me now. Yes, she's only doing it to blackmail me later. She probably wants me to watch them have sex. Julian will moan Laura's name the whole time. Just like he usually does with mine, right before he fills my tight wet slit. The good times of being fucked hard are now over.

One thing is certain: Laura is cheating on me with Julian. She's going to blackmail me with these pictures. Soon I'll be forced to watch them have sex. Julian will only moan HER name. Never mine again. Yes, Laura has basically admitted everything. All the pieces of the puzzle are laid out before me on a silver platter of horror.

Suddenly, I'm torn from my thoughts.

"Heidi, I told you this is a women-only evening. No men,“ Laura whispers in my ear.

”Yes," I say hesitantly, certain that she is about to confirm exactly what I have so sharply deduced.

Suddenly, Laura reaches behind my chair, where there is an inconspicuous box. She lifts the heavy lid, reaches inside, and pulls out something that makes me freeze.

“Heidi, unfortunately, it won't work without ‘male’ support. I've organized a huge strap-on dildo.

I'm going to fuck you with it until you lose consciousness. The photographer will record how horny you get.

Come on, get into doggy position,” she orders me.

I stare at the huge strap-on dildo in a daze. The dildo with which I am about to be fucked until I lose consciousness.

The silver buckle glitters. Laura straps on the dildo with complete confidence, as if she has never done anything else.

I feel the rough fabric of the chair under my bare knees. My labia are throbbing with excitement.

“Are you sure?” I ask fearfully.

Without answering, Laura pushes the dildo into my wet and, above all, tight slit.

“Awwwwwwww,” I moan. My breasts bounce forward. I turn around quickly and look at Laura with my eyes wide open.

“Laura!” I whimper.

“I know you need it hard and merciless. Julian told me.”

Suddenly, Laura starts hammering away. When she hears the name “Julian,” she knows no bounds.

Laura fucks away.

I can't think straight anymore because of the violent thrusts into my much too tight pussy. Fragments of thoughts fly back and forth through my head.

Julian. Now she's fucking harder. Awwwww. Both of them are cheating on me. Awwwwwww.

I'm cognitively incapable of thinking about anything else at this moment. Laura makes my pussy leak. Even more intensely than before. Not only are my thighs trembling with lust, but my ass is too. Laura has to hold it down so she can keep thrusting.

She fucks me so hard that I cum screaming under the violent contractions of my orgasm. Her two hands are dug into my butt.

Suddenly: silence. Calm. No dildo being hammered into my pussy. No sound of Laura's bouncing breasts. No rapid breathing from Laura.

I decide to stay quiet and wait to see what happens next. Suddenly, a loud, hard, almost metallic clap breaks the silence. My head snaps to the right.

Oh God! What's happening now?

Despite the bright light of the spotlights, my pupils are more dilated than they should be. The glaring light makes the world around me look overexposed.

The photographer is suddenly standing in front of me. She is holding her cell phone in her hand. She is obviously filming the whole thing on video, how I am being fucked by Laura.

But that's not all. Like Laura, the photographer is wearing a strap-on dildo.

“Come on, open your mouth!” she orders me, holding her smartphone close to my face.

“My followers will love this on the livestream,” the photographer cheers as she shoves a huge dildo into my mouth.

At the same time, Laura starts thrusting again, making my pussy slurp. Oh God, I'm cumming. My mouth is being fucked hard.

My thoughts are exploding in my head:

“LIVESTREAM? LIVESTREAM?” it screams in my head. This can't be happening. I don't want to be seen on the internet getting fucked hard.

With all my strength, I try to push the cock out of my mouth. In doing so, I utter relatively incomprehensible words.

“Livestream?” I repeat over and over.

Suddenly, she pulls the cock out of my mouth. “Everything okay, Heidi?” asks the photographer.

“LIVESTREAM?” I rage, a thick drop of saliva running down my lips.

Laura and the photographer start laughing loudly. “She's joking, sweetie. She's not streaming this live on the internet. She only said that to make it even more indecent,” Laura explains.

After the excitement has visibly faded from my face, the two of them continue to fuck me. Only harder now. Maybe as punishment for talking back?

Suddenly there's a loud crash. Our three heads shoot toward the door.

“JULIAN!!!!!” the photographer rages. “This can't be,” she berates him from a distance.

But instead of stopping fucking my mouth, she now holds my head even tighter. Her hand pins my head down and fucks my mouth so deep that I can hardly take it anymore.

An absolutely bizarre scenario.

“Laura, take care of it,” the photographer orders.

Laura walks over to Julian completely naked, armed only with the strap-on dildo around her hips. He is standing in the corner, jerking off.

“Julian,” Laura admonishes him, horny.

That's too much for him. He shoots his entire hot load onto Laura, or rather onto her strap-on dildo.

“Oh, Julian,” she coos softly, “this is a girls' night out. You know that,” and she caresses his upper arm lovingly.

“Yes, I know,” he replies guiltily, packs up his cock, and disappears.

“We're switching,” Laura says firmly and suddenly stands in front of my mouth with her strap-on dildo.

The dildo is covered all over with Julian's load.

“Open wide, sweetie! You love cum.”