The Spare Girl [M/F/F]

Chapter 24

I stared down at my laptop screen, trying to make out what I was seeing. It was a blur of flesh and from my earbuds, gasps and moans filled my ears. My cheeks blushed and the tips of my ears were burning. Though wherever this had been filmed was dark, I could still make out the gist of the body parts. The woman’s p***y was dripping as the man placed the tip of his c**k to her entry. It fluttered as the d**k made contact with her c**t.

“f**k, yeah,” the man moaned out as he thrust against the budding c**t. She moaned as he slapped his d**k onto her cunt. “You like that?”

“Yesss,” she groaned out, titling her hips so that his d**k almost slipped inside of her.

I gaped down as the man finally made entrance. He f****d his large c**k into her dripping p***y until he slapped against her hips. She jolted up the bed, her legs spreading wide so that he could slide in further.

When the man began to f**k her, thrusting so fast that her t**s were flying side to side, I paused the video.

My own cunt was throbbing as I watched the couple f*****g. I wasn’t new to porn, but with the pretext of being invited into a couple’s bedroom, I thought it might be helpful to do a bit of research.

I hadn’t realized s*x was more complicated than putting it in and nutting. There was a whole lot of stuff I didn’t know about.

One particular thing was a term called creampie. I hadn’t known it was thing until I stumbled upon this video.

Once I got my bearings, I pressed play again. My heart was racing, almost as fast as the man was f*****g the woman. He grabbed her arms and pulled them until her t**s squished together. They jiggled as he slammed his hips into her. His c**k was glistening with her p***y juices.

“f**k, you’re so f*****g tight.” He slapped once and then twice before he bottomed out with a particular loud moan. He gyrate his hips, f*****g his c**k deep with in her p***y. The video zoomed up to show how her p***y was quivering around his hard d**k.

She screamed as he hit deep within her cunt. He stilled and out from her cunt, came a seafoam of c*m. When he pulled out, he boiled up from her cunt.

I immediately exed out from the browser.

But as I stared at my empty laptop screen, I realized that was more affected by the porn than I thought I would be. I gave my hips an experimental thrust. No one was here. I was alone in my bedroom and Mel was somewhere that wasn’t in the apartment.

Even so, I looked around my clearly empty bedroom. I’d turned out the lights and was now kneeling in the corner of my bed with my laptop in front of me. I pushed it away.

Then, I dipped my fingers below the waistband of my pajama bottoms.

The tip of my finger made contact with my c**t. I held it there, my heart racing, pounding in my ears, as I thought about what I was going to do. I’ve done this before. It shouldn’t be a big deal.

The video was playing in my head. It wasn’t right. I fumbled over myself, massaging my c**t as I kicked out my feet for a better position. After a few minutes of doing this and fighting with my body to stay aroused, I let out a cry of frustration.

I withdrew my hand and stared up at the ceiling. My harsh breaths faded until I was breathing normally. The sun set and a blanket of darkness fell over my room. The front door opened.

Without thinking, I threw the blankets over my head and made it so that it looked like I was sleeping.

I could hear Melanie walking down the hall. She entered her bedroom.

I let out the breath I was holding.

She’d gone somewhere tonight. I wondered where.

I closed my eyes and thought back to the club. Nate and Amelia’s offer ran through my head. It was a bad idea all around. It was wrong on so many levels. I wasn’t even sure if this was legal.

With that, I sat up and drew my laptop towards me. I opened it up and typed the first thing that came to mind into the search bar.

An array of pages popped up. I clicked on one that seemed to know a lot about the subject. b**m. And contracts. That’s what I needed to know.

The information was hard to digest at first. There was talk about ballgags, whipping, and be strung up. But there was a lot about after care, subspace, and how to treat your partner in what they called “scenes”. I went down the rabbit hole, reading as much as I could. Before I knew it, it was five o’clock in the morning.

My shift was in four hours and I hadn’t slept a wink.

Done with my research, and somewhat satisfied that this might not be too bad as I thought, I closed my eyes. I couldn’t fall asleep. Instead, my mind went to other places. Nate’s strong hands on my body, using me like the man had used the woman on stage. Though I wanted him, there was also another part of me that kept telling me that it was wrong. He was using this to have two things. He wanted a wife and a girl on the side. He made it seem like this was all Amelia’s wanting.

But he was the dominant one in the relationship. If what I read about b**m was true, then Doms—if they weren’t pushing their Subs—had the final say.

I didn’t want to wake up some day and find myself being the spare girl. The money was my breaking point. Was there any other way for me to get money like that so fast?

Could I really turn something like this down?

I fell asleep, still not knowing what I would decide.