Maggie’s Slutty Reality Ch. 2.2

I barely made it outside of my community to the road to downtown before I couldn’t keep a poker face for much longer. On the outside I looked like just a normal girl trying to get some exercise in, under that was a girl getting roughly fucked by two thick, above average sized cocks that were vibrating inside of me. But with the constant pounding made them feel like they were in overdrive as each stride made me more and more sensitive.

I’ve run miles upon miles in school and even more after I graduated to stay in shape, it was just one of those things I couldn’t stop doing because it felt so routine. But here I was looking rather pathetic, hunched over, trying to catch my breath and thankfully to the people driving pass me, it just looked like I was severely out of shape. The fact that someone had seen me, just added to my arousal, even though I was dressed, it almost felt like I was completely naked except for the chastity belt and my shoes.

After finally catching my breath, I decided to continue my jog, I went a little bit slower than my usual pace hoping that would allow me to not only go for longer but fend off this orgasm for as long as possible. Ever step I took was pure, erotic torture, every glance from any person I passed by felt like they secretly knew what I was doing like my clothes were not hiding anything. I had never run without a bra before and my nipples were becoming increasingly hard and sensitive as they rubbed up against this old shirt. My urge to deny myself orgasm changed back and forth between denying it and seeing how many times I could instead.

Thankfully with it being so late, all the businesses downtown were already closed for the night. Perk of living in a small town like this one was everything usually shut down around 9-10 PM and it became a ghost town. I still was afraid someone may be walking around like I was, walking their dog, going for a jog as well or maybe just a pleasant stroll to ease the stress of the day, so I made my way towards the path that went around the lake, to be further away from running into anyone.

It was a good thing I did because my legs were on the verge of giving out and as I made my way to a nice grassy area next to the lake far away from the main streets of downtown, I plopped myself down sending a shockwave through the dildo in my ass as if it just got shoved in another inch or two banging against the one in my pussy. I can only describe it as the equivalent of a guy getting kicked in the balls as I hunched on to my side instantly regretting not sitting down more gently.

“Dammit,” I thought to myself as the vibrations stopped, thinking I had just broken his new toy, a very expensive one as well that was hard to find as I laid on my back upset.

“Dammit, dammit, dammit,” my tone quickly changed as both came to life and started ramping up in intensity at an alarming rate and I felt like I was on the verge of a major orgasm that I couldn’t hide or hold back from for long.

But just as fast as it started it, it quickly went silent once again as I laid there breathing hard, face flushed, body laying spread eagle on the ground unable to move out of fear that any jolt would send me over the edge. After a few minutes, I figured the thing was finally broken and was just gasping for its last breaths of life as I sat up and was quickly proven wrong once again as it woke in a rage growling deep into my holes like a bear storming out of his cave. But unlike before going quickly silent as my body thrashed, it continued its attack on my pussy and ass with each motion of my hips pulling them in and out just a little in a shallow fucking that felt more intense than it looked.

With my eyes shut and wanting to finally give in, I started groping at the one sensitive, private part I could, my breasts. Pulling on my nipples and squeezing them for dear life to get more stimulation, the thick cotton shirt was muffling all of the best parts. Like usual when my arousal took over my rational mind, I quickly grabbed the bottom of my shirt and tossed it away and began pulling on my sensitive, pierced nipples and riding the rollercoaster of the possessed toys inside of me.

Up and down, they went, randomly changing speeds, sometimes in sync, sometimes changing on their own. The one in my ass going high as my pussy shut off and vice versa, teasing my inside, the movement of my hips now involuntarily causing them both to fuck me as if my body knew exactly what it wanted and how to get it. At times they would both rage on hitting their highest levels of vibrations causing me to nearly orgasm but pull away as I was about to cum. It was almost if they knew exactly what they were doing and how badly they were torturing me.

Without thinking, I quickly pulled my shorts off tossing them away as well. I pulled and tugged on the straps of the belt, not hoping to get it off but trying to pull it deeper into maybe, hoping that any tug or jolt would send the vibrators into overdrive and finally let me cum but nothing seemed to work. Instead, I began rubbing my nails over my skin, the sensitivity was like electricity through my body sending shockwaves of pleasure to my clit. I was on the edge, doing everything I could to send myself over.