Shortly thereafter, Jessie and the boys got dressed and left. Having done what they'd come here to do -- fuck my lights out and degrade my boy in the process -- there was little reason for them to stick around anymore.
Besides, it was clear from Jessie's body language that she was going to need a cock up her twat soon. Being the only one who hadn't cum yet, she was noticeably horny. I suspected that Reese would be only too happy to oblige her. In their combined haste to leave, neither of them took the time to say goodbye to Andy -- or to me, for that matter.
After hearing them close the front door, I moved towards Andy and squatted down behind him.
"You were such a good little bitch," I whispered softly into his ear, making him shudder and tremble.
"Grab your dick and start pumping it," I whispered.
"What?" he said, poking his head up for the first time.
"I want you to blow another load on the wall... and waste more of your cum," I grinned.
Realizing it was a little late to start growing a spine, he did as he was told and started jerking off.
"Good boy," I whispered as I moved back to the couch and flicked on the TV, putting on a rerun of my favorite TV-show, "Tell me when you're going to cum."
For the next five or six minutes, he tugged his half-hard dick, trying to get it up again. When he finally did manage to get another erection, the sound his hand was making instantly changed. There's nothing sexier than the sound of a man fisting his rock hard cock. It's such a raw, lewd, repetitive sound... it never fails to get me wet!
With Andy still facing away from me, I opened my legs and slipped two fingers up my sodden twat, teasing and tormenting myself. I knew I wouldn't be able to make myself cum like this. It made me feel like such a dumb slut to get myself all hot and bothered, for no reason whatsoever.
Then, suddenly, as I was tugging my right nipple with my left hand, and still fingering myself with my right hand, Andy moaned and announced, "Oh mommy, I am cumming!"
It was as if he was trying to sound as pathetic as possible. Immediately, I grabbed the TV-remote with my left hand and raised the volume to such a level that it would easily overpower any noise he was going to make.
He convulsed violently and screamed -- no doubt pretty loudly -- but I didn't hear a thing. As soon as his climax was over, I switched off the TV, got up and walked out of the room. I kept my fingers in my twat all the way up to my room and continued pleasuring myself in bed for quite some time, thinking back to how poorly I had treated 'poor' Andy.
Early next morning, there was a knock on my bedroom door. Annoyed, I poked my head up and glanced at my alarm clock.
"Dammit Andy," I called out, "I don't need to be at work before 10am. I need my sleep."
"But," he stammered, "The guys are here... to fuck you."
"Oh," I replied, immediately changing the tone of voice, "Send them in."
A few moments later, Gordon walked in, fully dressed. He grinned arrogantly as I threw off the covers, showing him my naked body. Without taking any of his clothes off -- he didn't bother with his backpack or his sneakers -- he hung his fat cock over the waistband of his trousers and crawled on top of me.
Without further ado, he pressed himself inside of me and started fucking me, rough, deep and completely unconcerned with my pleasure. As if I needed an extra reminder of how cheap and easy he thought I was, he grabbed a pillow and covered my face with it.
In order to make breathing a little easier, I simply turned my head and took his vile abuse and blatant disrespect like the cheap slut that I was. From underneath the pillow, I glanced up at Andy, who was watching us from the doorway, both shocked and excited that I was letting his friend get away with this kind of behavior.
Barely a minute after entering me, Gordon climaxed -- as inconsiderately as he had fucked me and casually dismounted me. On his way back out of the room, he passed by a flabbergasted Andy -- who was sporting an enormous boner by now -- and chuckled, mocking him.
As soon as Gordon stepped out of the room, Reese marched in. The first thing I noticed was that he was leaving wet, muddy foot prints all over the floor.
"You... didn't even wipe your feet?" I whispered, strangely aroused by that realization, as I opened my legs even wider.
He ignored me and got right down to business. He too, without taking anything off -- not even his muddy shoes -- got on top of me, took out his cock and clumsily stuffed it into me. Callously and unfocussed, he started ramming the shit out of me. I doubt that he was even thinking of me during his boorish performance. After dumping his morning load inside of me in a record time, he jumped off the bed and walked out the room.
For a moment, I was hoping Bram would come in next -- and have his way with me as well -- but no such luck. It had just been the two of them. And now that they'd had their fun, they simply left. As I sat up and glanced at my mud-covered sheets, I heard the front door open and close -- signaling their departure.
Feeling extra cheap and dumb for letting Reese soil my floors and ruin my bedding, I grinned and was about to walk out of the room. Andy -- clearly horny and jealous -- blocked the doorway with his left arm as he stroked his hugely fat cock with his right hand. I glanced into his eyes, then down at his throbbing cock.
Had he pinned me to the wall and shoved his dick into me -- any hole -- I would have let him. Tormenting him was one thing, but I didn't want to be unreasonable. But... he didn't. The closest he got was his left hand reaching out for my right tit. He stopped himself however several inches short. After hesitating for about five seconds, he pulled his hand back and sighed.
Somewhat disappointed, but realizing he had made his choice, I bumped into him roughly, forcing him out of the way and walked down the night hall, making sure that I stepped into each and every one of Reese's muddy footprints.
"Mom," Andy whined in his most desperate voice as he stumbled into the hallway, just as I was about to walk into the bathroom. I turned and looked at him as he was furiously jacking his aching dick. Barely five seconds later, he roared loudly and dropped to his knees, spraying his goo on the floor, just inches from one of Reese's muddy footsteps.
I chuckled, amused by his self-deprecation and then walked into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind me. I hit the shower and played with myself for a few minutes. After hearing him leave the house as well, I finished up and got dressed, then left for work.
My day was shit. I had to catch up on some work during lunch, and then I had back-to-back meetings all afternoon. To make matters worse, my last meeting took a lot longer than expected. As a result, I was unable to pick up the gang from school -- and let them have their way with me.
As if that wasn't frustrating enough, I learned from texting with Jessie and the guys that none of them would be able to make it over that evening -- and treat me like the slut I so badly wanted to be. The only consolation I had, was Andy. He, and his fat cock would be home, ready and eager to be ignored and humiliated.
I texted him from the car, letting him know that I was on my way -- with Chinese takeaway. Unfortunately for him, the closer I came to home, the hornier and nastier I became. By the time I parked the car and snuck in through the back door, I was in a real foul mood.
After putting the food in the kitchen -- and taking off my skirt and panties -- I headed up to the bathroom to extensively wash my cunt and my ass. Trembling with lust, I headed down and walked into the living room, where Andy was watching tv.
Without looking up from the screen, he said, "Ah good, you're home. I am starving."
Imagine the surprised look on his face when, after about five seconds of complete silence from my end, he finally glanced at me and saw me standing there, naked from the waist down.
"You want dinner?" I stated, "Then you'll have to work for it. Start by eating out my ass!"
Flabbergasted, he used the remote to mute the tv as I got on my knees on the couch and pushed my ass out towards him.
Just a tad reluctant, but too horny to turn me down, he got down on his knees behind me, pushed his face against my ass and wedged his tongue in between my ass cheeks as far as he possible could.
"Oh fuck yeah," I sighed as I reached back with my right hand, pulling his head even deeper into my ass. He shuddered and moaned lustfully as he started licking my asshole for me. Meanwhile, I could hear him tugging his fat dick, indicating that he didn't mind one little bit what he was doing.
