Saturday's Experience Was a Blast...

Waking up the next morning was awkward, with my roommate eyeing me. Apparently, he was taking in my smoothly shaved slender legs and slim torso. It was weird being stared at, and he looked perturbed, but I decided, as I got up to get dressed, that I didn't care so much as I thought. I picked a pair of jean shorts that I thought looked cute, and a t-shirt.

"Damn dude... where's your hair?" He asked.

"My girlfriend didn't like it," I lied.

"What girlfriend? Is she a lesbian?"

"Nope," I answered, grinning. I got some looks around campus that day, but fuck it, does it really matter, I thought? I managed to get through a whole day of class, studying and doing homework, researching in the library. It was funny how calm I felt. I thought about maybe visiting Master in the afternoon, but decided to follow his instructions, and went to my dorm room to write an essay in the evening. For dinner, I simply opened a cup of plain yogurt, slipping my tongue over the top, luxuriating in that flavor. Thinking of my Master's cock, and when I'd get to taste it again. I thought about touching myself, but worried about wearing myself out before Saturday. I didn't usually worry, as I was such a nympho, I could cum daily multiple times, but I wanted to be fresh, and I didn't know just how many people would be at his store. I was getting nervous again. That night was a struggle to get to sleep, and when I did, Master was there, holding me close in the supermarket aisle, pressing his cock against me - I was naked below the waist, struggling to hide myself by pulling down my t-shirt, but Master had me pull it up and fucked me from behind, in front of all the patrons. It was the sweetest wet dream, and I loved the taste of my semen on my sheets. I hoped I'd still be good for the day...

Saturday couldn't cum fast enough and when it did I decided to get ready bright and early. Fuck 1PM. The store opened at noon, but I came at 10 AM, in my tightest cut-off jeans and a tight t-shirt. I had shaven my legs again, to keep them baby smooth. And my balls - I was baby smooth everywhere. I knocked on the door and waited, standing in the street hoping for a glimpse of Master. It was nerve racking, knowing anyone could see me outside his SEX STORE and wonder what I was up to. I didn't care. I needed inside, immediately...

Eventually a window on the second floor slid open and master popped his head out.

"I see, Cupcake decided to show up early."

I smiled up at him, I was so grateful. "I couldn't wait," I replied.

"I'll be right down."

A minute later he opened the door for me. I kissed him hard, I had to. I needed our tongues together, and he lifted me up in a tight hug, caressing my ass. Instant erection. I had a sword in my pocket.

"Mmmm, hold on sugar," he said, as out lips parted, "I have a little business to attend to."

He went back upstairs and soon came back down - with a gorgeous young woman holding his hand. She had a tight black yoga outfit, and straight brown hair down past her shoulders. Dark eyes, high cheekbones, the lines down her torso were perfectly toned curves. She was a ten.

"Steve, this is Jenny," he explained as he pulled her in close. He cupped her ass, squeezing it. How did he know my name?

"Jenny and I had a workout session this morning, didn't we?"

"Yes daddy.." she breathed, beaming at him.

"And what did we work out mostly?"

"...My pussy, daddy.."

"That's right," Master cooed and brought his big strong hand over her trembling camel toe, pressing it with big, slow strokes. "Lots of stretching exercises." Jenny sucked in air, struggling to breathe as he worked her pussy.

"Are you gonna wet your clean yoga pants, sweetie?" he cooed in her ear.

"Yes, please, Daddy!" she whimpered, her lithe body beginning to shake.

"You don't mind, gushing in your suit?"

"Hnnnn-h-h-h-h, Do it Daddy!", she scrunched her eyes shut as she focused on the pleasure.

"Ok, sweetie," Daddy's hands worked in deep, slow strokes, pulling her pussy up and down. Jenny closed her eyes and held herself up around his neck, opening her thigh gap wider. Master built up his practiced hands to an incredible frig on her little pussy, slamming and pulling at her lips with a loud, forceful popping, spanking her mercilessly, while holding her tight in his other arm. Her face made a perfect 'O' as she turned beet red and came. First she wailed, louder and louder. Then she gushed liquid, through her yoga pants, all over Master's hand, and sprinkled rain all over the floor. Master never relented, just furiously masturbating her slippery, tender folds, as she struggled to stay upright and sentient. Her wailing became a scream and then a series of stilted grunts and cries as her eyes watered, and all the strength left her body. Master's hand made splish splash noises as he slammed her pussy. She slumped against him, as the only thing holding her up were his two big arms, one firmly clutching between her legs from behind, and the other wildly molesting her cumming pussy.

I watched transfixed as the moment lasted. Master frigged Jenny's overly stimulated sex, as she shuddered and spasmed, the pleasure rolling over her in waves. Her sexy, clean yoga outfit was now soaked at the crotch with little rivers running down her legs.

"You're still gushing," Master cooed in her ear.

"YES! DADDY!!" Jenny wailed.

"You're such a good girl," his strong hands still worked her pussy, slower and harder now. "I love how you cum for me... You love how you cum for me, Jenny?"

"YEESSSSS!!!!!"

"Hmmm? Yes, what, Jenny?" He sped his pace again.

"YE-E-E-E-SS-S-S-S-S D-A-D-D-I-E-E-E-E-E-EEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

"Good girl." Master gave her a few more deep strokes before he released her throbbing sex to push his fingers deep into her eager mouth. She gratefully sucked her nectar, taking his fingers to the hilt, and he pulled his fingers free with a pop.

"You are so much fun, little girl." Master let the young lady recover for a moment. When she stopped trembling, he gave her ass a hard smack and told her he had other business to attend to. Her eyes flicked my way before she made a timid rush for the door. Apparently, she was shy like me. Her face was a flushed beaming smile from ear to ear.

"You're gonna like that one, " Master winked at me. "She'll do anything to be a good girl, just like you. I would've let her work you, but you need to be fresh for our guests, later today."

I swallowed and my eyes drifted to his massive cock, noticeable through his black pajama pants, even without an erection.

"Sorry, sweetie, I'm all out at the moment. Jenny worked out every last drop of seed I had this morning. You'll just have to wait." Then, looking around the store, he added, "Might as well open early, we have a lot of work to do. Take your clothes off."

My heart fluttered as I stripped, while Master flipped on the store lights and turned the sign to OPEN. It was such a seedy little place, filled with sex toys and outfits - leather and nylon, rubber cocks, big and small in different colors. Something about looking at a wall of penises, even if they were fake, made me tremble with anticipation.

Master came to me and cupped my ass cheeks. "You look perfect. Come on." He led me to his lingerie section and pulled out a white thong, handing it to me. It followed a matching string lace bra that fit tightly over my little frame. The thin, silky material barely hid my erect cock. Master took a look at me and let his hands roam. He tweaked my nipples making them hard, and rubbed a thumb directly over the tip of my penis, where my precum was beginning to leak through the panties.

"No fair cumming yet," He ordered.

He then handed me white stockings and the metallic blonde wig from my video we had made two nights before. To complete the look, he gave me a pair of soft, angelic wings, trussed up around my shoulders.

"Perfect," he said smiling as he took in the view. His hands palmed the soft round orbs of my rear as he played with it through the stockings. The same hands that had worked Jenny into such a frenzy were now toying with my sensitive young body. My cock jumped, suddenly straighter.

"You just need something to complete the look," Master said and he led me to a row of silver buttplugs. "Bend over, sweetie." He pulled down my nylon stockings and thong panties and slipped a lubed finger in my asshole. He gave me a gentle fuck with it, rolling his finger around, as he lubed me up. He then picked a lovely, small silver plug with a butterfly on the end, and slowly coaxed it inside of me.

"There's my angel," he cooed. "You're going to make many men happy today. Are you ready for that?"

I looked him earnestly in the eye. "Yes, Master."

"Good, I think you're going to love it, yourself, and we'll make a ton of cash to boot." He toyed with my ass as he spoke. Just then the bell by the door rung and a grinning man stepped in.

"I know it's early, Bill, but I saw the sign said OPEN," the man grinned, looking at me.

Master's name was Bill... Master caressed my hip with the tips of his fingers. "It's early, but I thought we might start early, since Liliana was so eager to oblige us. Do you like her?"

"God yes, she's perfect!" the man gobbed. He was a bit overweight and disheveled. Also shaking in anticipation.

"She is perfect," Master Bill agreed, "Or nearly so. She still needs a little breaking in. She's still green." His fingers slithering gently across my ass made my cock jump again. Master noticed, as his hand lightly slid to the front of my panties, circling over my aching tip. "And, I don't want her cumming just yet. I want to save it for the show, later."

"Of course," the man stammered, eyes full of desire and curiosity.

I took in the news with a bright smile, learning that my approaching orgasm would be a show for many excited men. I immediately wondered if I might be laying upside down, raining my cum down on my own face as I had two nights before, alone in my dorm room. Ropes of cum in my open, horny mouth... I felt a rush of adrenaline as Master kept teasing the tip of my penis.

"She's fixing to burst right now. I gave her quite the show a moment ago. Jenny was here."

"Ohhhh, Jenny, yeah, she's amazing. Is she going to be here?"

"No. This is Liliana's day. But Nikki will be here to assist." Master turned to me with a smile. "She'll be here at 1 o'clock. You'll like her."

"Yes Master." How many girls did this guy have? Jesus!

Master continued, "But right now we have a customer, and I think he'd like to spend time with you, am I correct?"

"Yes, please!" the man said, trembling.

Master instructed me to put my hands on the counter, and let the strange man place his hands on me, "getting a feel for me", squeezing and groping my over-sexed young body.

"Liliana," Master instructed, "Take this gentleman back to one of the booths and watch a film together." I smiled as I took the man's eager hand and we made our way to the back hallway of the store. "And no cumming! Got it, Liliana!?"

"Yes Master!" I called as we entered the hallway. I had to admit being a bit annoyed, as I was ready to burst. The man pressed me into a tiny booth, standing awfully close behind me as I began the film selection process for him. He chose a sexy selection of oral videos, which cut from one woman to the next swallowing beautiful cocks. It was just to my liking. The man pressed himself close to me as sounds of sucking and groaning filled the booth.

"You like this sweetie?" He asked.

"Mmmmm. yes daddy," I cooed.

"You're a good little girl aren't you? Or boy? which do you prefer?" He asked.

"Mmmmmm both, Daddy. I'm your good little girl and boy." I teased.

His hands roamed my body. "You're a good little slut is what you are. You call every man your daddy?"

"Mmmm, only when they touch me like you do. Touch me like this and you're my daddy for life."

His hand reached for my cock and played with it, like Master had. "You like this don't you?"

"Mmmmm, yes daddy... but remember what Master said..."

Something hard poked my ass cheek. "It's okay sweetheart, in here, he won't know what we're up to. You can cum for daddy..."

He kept stroking me, but his words alarmed me, and and I pulled from the man. "No! Master made me promise!"

"Sshhhh.... Don't get your panties in a twist, I'll be good. I'll be real good to you."

His penis began pressing hard against my ass as he began a slow hump against me, but he released my own throbbing member. His pants dropped to the floor, as his hands grabbed my hips. I was a slut in a sex booth, pressed against a strange man rubbing his cock up and down my sexy body, and both of us would be cumming soon if I wasn't careful. It was perfect and I wanted it so badly, but it wasn't just for fun - this was a job I needed to do, and I needed to do it right. This was a test, and both my Master and the man knew it.

I decided to tease the man. "Oooh, Daddy what is that you're pressing against my tushy?"

"That's Mr. Happy," the guy grunted.

"Oooh, Mr. Happy! Can I see him?" I cooed.

"Sure, bend over and get a look."

Of course, the booth was far too small for me to bend over, but I strained my neck to the right and looked down at it. Smaller than Master's. small by any measure, but still hard and swollen and beautiful. The head was turning purple. Saliva pooled in my mouth.

"Ooooh daddy, why do you rub it against me, does it feel good?"

"Oh yes, baby, it feels perfect."

"What happens when it feels too good?" I asked as he resumed dry humping my ass.

"It explodes."

"You mean it shoots baby batter?"

"Oh yeah." the guy grunted.

"Mmmm, Master calls it frosting and says it's delicious. I should lick up every drop."

"He's right." His erection is still growing.

"Where does it feel best to explode?"

"Oooooh right like this little princess," the man answered as he began humping faster.

"Yeah, daddy? You wanna blast baby goo all over my ass?"

"Fuck yeah-" he grunted...

"Because I could pop it in my mouth if you want, and then I could suck out-" I felt the first hot streaks of his semen spurt against my ass and run dripping down my leg.

"Ooooh! Daddy!!" I shouted joyfully with a big happy smile. That was fast! The man was now masturbating furiously, getting every last drop out as he mashed his slick hard cock against my tender ass cheek. He was wheezing in contorted pleasure. Maybe not sexy, but definitely endearing.

"You're cumming all over my ass, Daddy, does that feel good?"

"Fucking. Slut." the man groaned.

"Mmmm I can smell it too. Let me get a closer look." I squatted down to my haunches and popped his purple head in my mouth. The man violently jolted and his hips spasmed. His erection had subsided almost instantly but the pleasure hadn't and I enjoyed manipulating his orgasm with my mouth while he shuddered and came more. He held my head close against his crotch, just trembling and shuddering as the sensations of orgasm rocked his penis. For a moment - then he pulled me off and opened the door to the booth.

"Daddy! you taste so good!" I cooed. Pulling his pants up, the man struggled to walk toward the exit. He paid Bill, my Master, and said I was a keeper. I stood with my hands on hips, smiling at the man, wishing him goodbye. I hadn't gotten his load in my mouth, which was unfortunate, but he plastered my white nylon ass nicely, and I tried scooping a bit of it with my finger to taste it. He tasted great at least.

I took in the store and noticed there were now two other gentlemen. Bill smiled at me and said, since we were already starting, he'd made a few calls. These gentlemen were ready. I walked up and graciously took them by the hands.

Master informed me that the two wouldn't fit in a booth and I'd have to service them there, in the store. Looking at the door, I could see the glass was cleared away of posters, so anyone could look in. The men, however were much sexier, and muscular and I decided this was too much fun to pass up. I let one kiss me, the other played with my wet rear before tearing at the nylon to expose my round, soft little tushy. He pulled on the plug, commenting how pretty it was. I decided I needed to taste both of them first, and get their dicks wet.

I dropped to my knees and teased their cocks through their pants.

"Take your cocks out, boys."

I pulled the first man's belt loose and unzipped his pants, letting his erection pop up and point at me. Gently stroking it toward me, I let my tongue lightly drag down his shaft, making him groan. The second man's penis popped up next, and he pressed it against my left cheek. I turned to lick it, up and down the shaft. I wanted both beautiful hard cocks shiny with spit.

The first man took my head and guided his cock into my mouth. I let him slide in, just lightly licking under his shaft as he began a slow thrusting. I ran my tongue over his tip as he worked it in and out, varying my technique with each slow insertion. The second man pulled me to him by my hair and slid his own, thicker cock in my throat, working me in the same slow manner.

They took turns on me this way for a while, forcing my mouth back and forth, blowing and sucking their beautiful, perfect wet cocks. I could taste their sweet precum and relished ever moment. I heard a loud noise behind me, as my Master brought out something I'd never seen before. It was a small table with a big black leather pillow sown on top of it. It was shaped in a half moon. I looked down and saw the legs had shackles...

"Come on up, Lily," Master said, and the men pulled me up to them, rubbing against me. Man no. 1 kissed me deeply. They led me to the table/contraption and had me bend over on it. Man no. 1 kissed down my back to my ass, tonguing me perfectly, while Man no. 2 gave me his cock to suck on. I felt the shackles clasp against my ankles, and then Man no. 1 stepped away for a moment. Just a moment and then he pulled my string thong aside, pulled out my plug, and his wet lubed cock was pressing against my tight little asshole.

"Relax, baby girl, you're gonna love this."

"Be good, Liliana," Master called.

"Oooh, be gentle, Daddy," I responded. The insertion took effort, but he was very gentle, and his reward was to slow fuck a very tight little asshole, while his friend began to fuck my face. I quickly realized the the motions of these two men was making my own hard cock rub quite hard against the leather table...

"Such a pretty girl," the men cooed as I enjoyed my very first spit-roasting. "Yeah, get the camera, Bill!" One of them called.

"Already rolling," Bill answered, and I looked to see out of the corner of my eye, Bill had a big camcorder pointed at me with the red recording light on. He was still wearing his black pajama bottoms, but he was topless and his massive arms and biceps flexed perfectly as he held the camera toward me. The men fucking me fell into rhythm, and soon the table was rocking back and forth with me on it.

My tush blossomed in sweet warm waves as hard thrusting cock penetrated me. The cock in my mouth began thrusting more too, and soon my face was covered in thick tendrils of spit. The heat in my ass turned up like a thermostat, and soon I was sweating over the shaking leather table. Master came close and crouched down for a close up, as the warm sensation spread to my balls. The man's hands held my hips firm as he sped his pace. Man no. 2 wrapped his hands around the back of my head as he began thrusting more forcefully inside me.

"Does baby like her fucking?" Master asked.

"MMM-HMM!!!" I answered. They were starting to do bigger, harder strokes inside me. My sweet warm sensation was crawling up the shaft of my steel hard cock.

"Boys, I don't think she'll last much longer, she's about to burst." Master called, with the camera. "Should we let her cum? What do you think?" I moaned loud in response.