Contract Integration

The First Time

Turning toward Allan, Gina swallowed. "You didn't want to do this out there? With them watching?"

"No." He looked her up and down. "This part will be just you and me. But you will take care of the boys later on tonight. One load each."

She nodded, still somewhat uncertain.

He walked around behind her. "And since the schedule has you servicing me on Saturday nights, you'll take a second load from me after if I want. I still can't believe that a sweet young thing like you's a virgin." His hands traced her sides, gliding over her body's curves.

"I said I had experience," she answered, trying not to sound too defensive. "Such as, I've sucked a guy off before."

"Good to know. You'll get a chance to demonstrate that soon enough." His hands came around from behind her, beginning to tease her through the shirt. "What else have you already done?"

"I've let a guy finger me before." She gasped the last word as Allan's own fingers began circling her nipples.

"Also good. Did he pop you?"

"I would've said so if he had."

He was lifting her shirt now, and she raised her hands obediently.

"And I've..." Gina trailed off, then took a breath and plunged on. "My foster sister and I ate each other out every now and then. We're both straight," she continued even as she began to shiver. "We just...well, it started as curiosity, but we both enjoyed it once we got over feeling weird."

"Glad to hear that. Turn around, sweetie, and take your bra off," he instructed. "I want to see those tits of yours."

She did as she was told. He immediately reached out and pinched her nipples, causing her to squeal.

"Too hard?"

"I just...I wasn't expecting it," she managed. Her nipples had gone rock-hard in response to the fondling, and she could feel dampness beginning between her legs. "Sorry for squealing."

"You squeal all you want with us, sweetie, and don't you worry about who hears you. We like the applause. Now take your skirt and sandals off. Slowly. You ever done a strip tease?"

"No," Gina admitted. But she decided to try, so she ran her hands across her breasts and flicked the nipples herself to keep them hard. Then she slid down to the button on her skirt, and took her time lowering the zipper. She toed off her sandals as it hit the floor.

Allan nodded. "That's a good job for a first time." Then his eyes widened. "Ooh. What's this under the skirt?"

"I thought I should...dress for the occasion?"

"You thought right." He pulled her against him, slipping his hand into the thong. "You've never taken it in your cunt. What about in your ass?"

Gina stilled. "No. I know it's in the contract, so I will, but I haven't done it before, and I'm..." she trailed off. "They say it hurts."

"It can, if you're not careful. But we don't have to do that tonight. We're gonna start you out easy." He slid a finger into her. "God, you're already hot. You want this, don't you?"

"Y-yes," she answered before taking a breath. The next sentence came out in a steadier tone. "I knew what the contract was about. I signed it anyway."

"Mm-hmm," he replied, sliding another finger in. "Hotandtight. Did you do the other thing I said?"

"Not cum?" she asked. "I did what you said."

"Good girl." He spread his fingers apart, stretching her, and she couldn't suppress a moan. "That hurt?"

"Kind of. Not really. It just..." she caught her breath. "Just takes some getting used to."

"Rock against my hand a bit. There you go. We don't want to pop your cherry quite yet." His thumb came down to tease her clit, causing her legs to buckle. She grabbed his shoulders for support. "Oh, you'll be a firecracker once we break you in, won't you? Is that what you want? To be our perfect little house slut?"

"Y-yes..." she breathed. "I want you to show me how."

"Don't worry. We will. Now feel my cock. See what you've already done to me. Nice and easy, and cup my -- oh --" now he gasped as her hand slid around his balls and squeezed slightly. This, too, was something she had done before, so she wasn't surprised when he rocked his hips against her hand. "Unbutton my jeans and pull them down."

"Yes, sir."

His cock jumped at the wordsir, and Gina decided she liked that. She'd already been enjoying his gentle guidance; she wouldn't mind being deferential to this man at all.

"Should I kneel?" she asked.

"Not this time. Take your panties off. I wanna see what I'm about to get."

She had to let go of him, and he of her, for her to do that. Gina whimpered as his fingers slid out. She'd already gone from "getting used to it" to "wanting more."

He didn't misinterpret the sound, kicking off his own shoes and pulling his shirt over his head. She'd been right about his physique; although he wasn't ripped, he definitely looked good. Stepping forward, she reached for the waist of his boxers.

"Nope. I told you I want to take a look at you first. Come over here in front of the mirror. Now turn around and -- oh, you want to show off to me, do you? Then look at yourself. See how worked up you already are." He pressed close behind her, his cock against her ass, but with a reassuring barrier of fabric between them. His fingers pinched her nipples again, harder than before. She didn't squeal, but she could see she'd become flushed.

One of his hands moved from her breast to her clit, but he didn't stroke this time. He squeezed it between two fingers and let it go for a second before stroking it. It was all Gina could do to not fall forward against the bureau.

"Like that, do you? But don't cum. Not yet." He met her eyes in the mirror. "Soon, sweetie. And I'm gonna be balls-deep inside your tight little cunt when it happens."

Gina's harsh pants became little keening cries as she fought the sensations growing inside and the arousal his words brought.

He noticed. "You like it when I talk like that, don't you sweetie? You're gonna be a great little slut for all of us. All right, lie down on the bed."

She did, watching him pull his boxers off. She couldn't help it: when she saw his cock, her mouth watered. He wasn't bad in that part of his physique, either.

"Like what you see?"

She nodded.

He sat down on the side of the bed, shaking his head. "God, when they have a good idea, they have a damn good one. You got any questions before we get started?"

Until now, she hadn't, but..."what do you mean, 'when they have a good idea'?"

"Emory didn't tell you? He and Cole cooked up this little scheme to find a girl for us to share. Including the part about keeping her so we can teach her exactly how to please us whenever we fuck her." Allan ran a hand across her torso before sliding it between her legs. "Which we will, and remember, whoever is scheduled each day chooses who you fuck. Does that turn you on? That first we'll break you in and then we'll tell you who to fuck?"

"Yes," she breathed.

"Good. What about the way I'm touching you now? You like it?"

She hesitated, then decided to take a chance. "It'd be better if you laid down with me."

"That's the spirit." He did as she'd suggested. "Wrap your hand around my cock. It got a little soft there for a second."

She complied. He rocked his hips against her hand as she worked him -- she'd learned to do this while learning how to suck cock -- and his hand traced her outer pussy lips. "Oh. You shave."

"It's easier to keep it clean that way. Plus I figure that's part of being prepared."

"It is now," he told her. "I'm gonna put my fingers back in now. You ready?"

She'd been ready.

He was less gentle than he'd been before, sliding first one, and then another finger inside without further teasing. He pressed farther than he'd gone before, all the way up against the barrier inside. Then, after only giving her a moment to adjust, he added a third finger. "That good? You like having a man's hand in your cunt?"

"Yes," she gasped. It burned a little but she didn't want to say so, lest he stop.

"Okay. I'm gonna spread you out a little more, make sure you're nice and opened up." That burned even more, but then he used his thumb on her clit again and she no longer cared about the pain.

"Ah-ah-ah," he chided. "I told you not to cum yet."

"I won't," she panted. "But soon?"

"Not until you've taken my cock. All of it. Is that what you want?"

"Yes. Oh, yes, please. Sir," she added.

He pushed her onto her back, spreading her legs and kneeling between them. "You want me to pop that cherry and keep right on going, don't you, little sweet slut? You're ready to take my whole cock inside you and fuck it with that tight cunt of yours?"

She was having trouble forming coherent words.

Pulling her against him, Allan entered all at once, and she cried out with pain instead of pleasure. "Sh-h-h. Just breathe for a bit, sweetie, and it'll stop hurting. Then I'm goin' the rest of the way in and I'm gonna fuck you but good. You'll love every second of it. I can already tell."

Unable to speak, she nodded. To her surprise, he leaned forward and kissed her lips gently. "Relax, Gina. You're doing great so far."

She managed to smile. "Thank you...sir. And you're right. The pain is already starting to go away."

"Told you." Then he slammed his hips against her, driving himself deeper. "So hot. So goddamn tight." He withdrew about halfway, then slammed in again. "I'm gonna fill you up, sweetie, fill you to the brim." The words were accompanied by another thrust, and another, and another, each one deeper than the one before. Gina found herself beginning to rock with him, feeling herself stretch as she got used to the activity.

"Oh, yeah. That's right. Move with me and take it all like that good little slut you are." Then he paused, breathing heavily. "But I told you I'd take care of you." His hands shook as he reached between the two of them to tease her clit again, once, twice, three times, before pinching his fingers tightly closed.

She nearly came up off the bed. "Oh, myGod."

"You like that too, huh?" He repeated the action. "That's it. Cum for me now. Cum hard and loud. Let me hear how much you love it."

She could no more refuse the order than she could refuse to exist, especially after he petted and pinched one more time. Even as she cried out, she felt him pumping into her again, felt his balls striking her most sensitive skin each time.

"That's it," he muttered. "That's it. Take it. Take it all and oh -- yeah --" she felt him pulsing and throbbing inside her, felt extra wetness between them. He pressed into her a few more times before letting his head drop and catching his breath. "God. That was so good, feeling you tight and squeezing all around."

Suddenly feeling shy, Gina reached up to stroke his face. "I'm glad it pleased you."

He kissed her fingertips. "It did a hell of a lot more than please me, sweetie. You're a natural at this. Wait just a moment --" he slid out of her and she felt a rush of wet warmth between her legs. "Hold still. You're bleeding a little."

"I am?" She didn't feel like it.

Allan vanished into the master bathroom and returned with a cool wet cloth, wiping it between her legs. "Yeah. You might end up feelin' kinda raw tonight, so it's good you'll have tomorrow to rest." His eyes sparkled with anticipation. "And you need to rest tomorrow, 'cause if this is what it's like, we're gonna be fucking you alot."