Still a Slut for Bennett - Part 3

Everyone in this story is 18+

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” I moaned, breathless. “Daddy, fuck me! Harder, Daddy!” I panted, my voice desperate as he filled me. His dick was lodged deep inside me, his hand landing firm spanks that left me gasping, just like I liked it. “Yeah, Eli, you like this?” he growled as he pounded into me, his voice thick with dominance. “You like this dick inside you, pulling in and out of your little boy hole?” Cooper’s words were rough and possessive, and as he thrust harder, he grunted, releasing a near-gallon of cum deep inside me, leaving me spent and trembling.

"Are you ready for me now?" Jose asked, having watched us while jerking off. "Yes, Daddy! I’m ready for you as well!" I went from all fours, Coopers cum dripping out of me as I did. And mounted Jose's delicious brown dick, my hole devouring it completely until his black, curly pubes tickled my ass cheeks.

I bounced up and down, "Yes, fuck me. Fuck me Eli. Your hole’s so tight around my dick." Jose whispered in my ear as he sat up and held me tightly, guiding me up and down his dick.

 Cooper stood up and positioned himself next to Jose, giving me access to his dick which was coming back to life as I sucked it like a cock-hungry slut, devouring as much as I could.

Suddenly the door to my room opened up, and Bennett stormed angry inside. “What the fuck Eli? How could you do this to me? I said you where mine!” He shouted. As I quickly removed Cooper’s dick out of my mouth. “Bennett! You weren’t supposed to see this! I’m so sorry.” I dismounted Jose and his dick came out of me with a loud *plop. A sharp, audible reminder of everything that had just happened.

“Why did you do this? I just needed some time! I was actually planning on talking to you now! And with Cooper and Jose! Really?” He looked angry at them, then back at me.

“Bennett, I’m so sorry! I love you, only you!” I pleaded, reaching out toward him.

“I hate you, Eli! I hate you!” His voice echoed around me, growing louder, and I felt myself shrinking under the weight of his anger. “Eli, Eli, ELI—”

I jolted awake, my heart racing as Leah’s voice pulled me out of the my vivid dream. “Eli? You need to wake up. I’m driving you back to the collective, remember? You have classes tomorrow.” Her tone was gentle, bringing me back to reality.

I looked confused around me, the little room that served as an office, makeup station, and my makeshift bedroom, Leah had set up for me whenever I stayed over.

“Yeah, I will come, just give me a minute,” I said groggily as Leah stepped back outside. It all came back to me, I had fallen asleep at Leah’s after the shower. Being quite tired after last night’s escapades. And that dream was fucking crazy! But I’m glad Leah didn’t see my raging morning wood, although it was actually not morning.

I searched through the pile of clothes I’d brought. My hand landed on a pair of lace panties, one of the three I’d bought for my Halloween costume. I held them up, running my thumb over the delicate fabric, remembering how they’d felt the night before. A small thrill ran through me as I slipped them on, the lace snug against me, soft and strangely comforting. There was something about the way they hugged my skin, a secret only I knew, that made me feel more connected to that bolder side of myself.

With a satisfied smile, I pulled on my regular jeans, the lace a gentle reminder underneath. I finished with a comfortable hoodie, tugging it over my head as I glanced in the mirror. There, hidden beneath the everyday clothes, was this small, lingering piece of last night—something that was mine to carry, no matter what came next.

As Leah drove, I stared out the window. Leah’s voice cut through the silence, gentle but firm. “You know, Eli… I still think you should tell Bennett everything. It’s not going to get any easier by holding it in.”

I sighed, running a hand through my hair. “I know, but it’s… complicated,” I mumbled, my eyes still fixed on the scenery outside.

She glanced over at me, raising an eyebrow. “Complicated or just terrifying?”

“Both,” I admitted, feeling a blush rise to my cheeks. “I don’t even know how he’d react. What if it just makes things worse?”

Leah kept one hand on the wheel, her other reaching over to give my shoulder a comforting squeeze. “Look, Eli, he deserves to know the truth. And you deserve to be honest with him—and with yourself. Besides, if he’s really your friend, he’ll want to understand.”

I slumped back in the seat, feeling the weight of her words. “Maybe… Maybe I’ll tell him. Eventually.”

“‘Eventually’?” she repeated, giving me a pointed look as we pulled up to my place. “Don’t wait too long, okay? The more you drag it out, the harder it’s going to be.”

I nodded slowly, my hand already on the door handle. “Yeah… you’re probably right.”

“Of course I’m right.” She smiled, but her eyes were serious. “You’ve got this, Eli.”

I managed a small smile back, though the nerves twisted tighter in my stomach. “Thanks, Leah. I’ll… think about it.”

As I climbed out of the car, I could still feel her eyes on me, like a quiet, steady reminder that I wasn’t alone—even if it felt that way sometimes.

As I walked through the door, I was immediately greeted by Cooper’s grin and Jose’s raised eyebrow. They were sprawled across the couch, half-eaten takeout on the coffee table, both clearly in good spirits.

“Hey, Eli’s finally home,” Cooper smirked, giving me a once-over. “Recovering from your big night, huh?”

I rolled my eyes, fighting back a smile. “Something like that.”

Jose chuckled, nudging Cooper. “Yeah, that costume was… memorable, to say the least. You really went all out, Eli. Didn’t know you had it in you!”

“Please, you loved it,” I shot back, tossing my bag onto the counter. But even as I bantered with them, my mind flashed back to the dream. The images were still sharp, and I could feel my cheeks heat up as I tried to shake it off.

“By the way, we saw Bennett come in earlier,” Cooper added, shooting me a knowing look. “Dude looked rough. You two crash at the party?”

“Yeah, we passed out,” I replied, doing my best to sound casual. “Where is Bennett, by the way?”

“In his bedroom,” Jose snickered, “probably either sleeping or jerking it.”

They both laughed, and I forced myself to join in, though the mention of Bennett only made the knot in my stomach tighten. I shrugged it off as best as I could, throwing them a half-hearted smile before making an excuse to slip away to my room.Nederst i skjemaet

As I closed the door behind me, I let out a slow breath, relieved to be alone. But before I could even settle, I heard a faint noise coming from Bennett’s room next door. My heart skipped a beat, and just as I considered going over, my phone buzzed.

“U up?” The message was from Bennett. My fingers trembled slightly as I typed back, Yea.

A few moments passed, then his reply popped up: “Come here. Let’s talk.”

I stared at the screen, pulse pounding as I read the words over again. This was it—whatever he wanted to say, it was finally happening. Taking a deep breath, I stepped out of my room and headed toward his door, bracing myself for whatever came next.