Basement Bachelor

Cum hungry slut – It was three weeks until our wedding, and my fiancé’s buddies were finally throwing him a bachelor party. Of course, our house is the nicest, so they decided he should host… in our basement rec room.  The guys always love coming over to our place for poker nights, shooting pool, throwing darts, and watching the game. We do have a pretty tricked-out rec room. Of course, Drew and I use it for other pleasures… We keep our kinkiest sex toys down here. I still remember the night he tied me to the ping pong table and dominated my ass with my own heart shaped paddle…

But the guys didn’t know that. Still, I couldn’t help but think they saw right through me for the cum hungry slut I am. Drew’s friend Caleb who is 6’1” and very flirty was especially eyeing my low-cut shirt that night. 

The Guys 

If I’m being honest, I couldn’t take my eyes off Caleb either. I’ve always thought that he was super hot. He just radiates confidence and horniness, and I’m sure he would absolutely love seeing me in all my full cum hungry slut glory. Then there’s Luke… ouch. A super hottie with a perfect ripped body. “I bet he has a nice, long, thick cock and a super full ball sac,” I heard myself thinking. I looked around and blushed as if I had said it out loud. “You guys have fun down here!” I exclaimed. “I’ll just go grab another tray of shots,” I said, the dutiful wife-to-be. What they didn’t know was that under this obedient facade was a feral, cum hungry slut just obsessed with the thought of draining all the balls at the party…

Joining the Boys For Some Fun 

Tripping down the stairs in my little black heels, I thought, “I don’t know why I’m dressed like a cum hungry slut in college in my low-cut shirt, cutoff jean shorts, fishnet stockings, and heels, but it matches my mood.” When I reached the bottom of the stairs with my tray of tequila shots and sliced limes, I looked up…All eyes were on me. Caleb was eyeing me hungrily. Luke was practically drooling. Drew’s new soccer buddy Chris was staring at my jean shorts, and sexy ginger Brandon was staring at my tits. Drew’s eyes were glued to my body. He had seen up close and personal what a cum hungry slut I was.

There’s No Stripper

I looked around and smiled. “Shots, boys?” I purred. Drew stepped forward and in a low voice said: “You know babe, we didn’t get a stripper for the party.” My nipples popped right through my thin t-shirt. “No?” I asked innocently. “No,” said Marcus from the top of the stairs, bearing a 12-pack of beer and a boombox. Damn, that man had always been so fine. “So why don’t you join us in the party, Sadie?” said Chris, taking a step toward me. A wide grin spread across Drew’s face. Marcus flipped on the boombox, and classic rock started blasting. My heart was beating and my pussy was dripping. I dropped down to my knees…

The Very Cum Hungry Slut

The guys circled up around me. I feasted my eyes on all those delicious bulges. Which meatstick would I slurp first? Drew liked telling me that my mouth was a pretty red vacuum. I looked up at Marcus, who had the biggest bulge by far. “Put it in my mouth,” I said. He grinned and said, “Oh my. You are a cum hungry slut, Sadie. Drew, my man, you got lucky,” he said and patted him on the back. My fiancé looked at me lovingly and winked. “Show them what you got, baby,” he said.  Marcus unzipped, and his huge, throbbing cock popped out. I devoured that lightning rod like a hungry whore. The cum came quickly, milky and thick. I swallowed it down and licked my lips. “Who’s next?” I asked, fully enjoying my role of wife-to-be and cum hungry slut.

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