"One of my FWB runs an adult-oriented business. We have discussed some of our interests so he may know I am quite compliant and he enjoys it. Yesterday he texted me instructing me to come drain his cock at the shop and dress like a slut. Well, who am I supposed to turn away from?

I went right over wearing a little crop top and small shorts without a bra or panties. I headed straight to the rear where he was and started working as soon as I arrived at the store. I knelt down, swallowed his cock, then he tore those shorts off and fuck me. He was aggressive, and I appreciated that he was clearly letting out some resentment on me.

He drew out, drove me to my knees, and made me finish him all over my face when he was close. He refused let me get a towel after I licked him clean. He advised me to let everyone know what a wonderful little slut I was by leaving it on my face. Of course I did as advised; fuck I love when he talks to me like that.

Pulling my shorts back on, I left the office. He stated I should head home as he ran out of time to really hang out with me today. That was great; I didn't mind being used for temporary release; I strode triumphantly through the store leaving with his come on my face. I loved it; the few people in the store understood precisely what I had done and I felt so naughty and sexy.

Then a man approached me, a ravenous expression on his face, and stated I looked real. Still in a very subservient head state, I gently thanked him. Getting a little closer, he was staring at me like I was a piece of meat he wanted. I couldn't hold him responsible. My face was coated in sperm; I was only wearing a small crop top where my very firm nipples were obviously visible, and I skipped zipping and buttoning over tiny shorts.

I wasnt sure what to say when he asked whether I wanted another load on my face. Though I was apprehensive, I still adopted a subservient attitude, thus all I could control was a chuckle. My FWB then walked behind me, grabbed a hold of my ass, and informed the man "sorry, this little slut belongs to me.""( ) That was it, until my FWB said "but you can touch her if you like".

I didn't have time to respond before this stranger seized the offer. He started fondling me after raising my shirt and grabbing my tits. I started to groan; it was so unexpected and forceful, and felt so nice. Right there in the middle of the shop, I was between two guys, sperm on my face, getting felt up by a stranger. It was really sweltering.

I started caressing and squeezing his cock after letting this man place my hand on the bulge in his jeans. Still squeezing my tits and pinching my nipples, he lowered one hand down my body and put it into my shorts and began finger counting. He made me cum right there in front of my FWB and publicly, with my hand on his cock.

My legs had enough, hence I fell. Now exposed, unmoving, I was on my knees between these two males. I had to be really the sight. Turning to my FWB, the man asked one again if I needed another load on my face. He claimed I was in the perfect posture now. I would have done everything my FWB advised me to, in such a slutty haze. I would have grabbed that man's cock. I wanted to pout his cock.

That was all he was getting, though; my FWB told him no; I belonged to him. Though unhappy, he did not try to press his luck. He went after saying thanks for being such a gorgeous slut. My FWB got me upright, then let me go get cleaned. He pretended everything was good and omitted mentioning anything that just transpired.

Still somewhat horny, I headed home. I turned down an invitation to play with another FWB, even though I could have. Rather I masturbated to what happened and what may have happened."