Hungrypet Meets Her Match

Post Red Wing celebrations were winding down, another Saturday night with not much going on in town, most of the guys were hanging out at the bars still looking for Ms. Right...translation ... whoever they could talk into going home with them for a quickly.

I had been preoccupied with the playoffs and neglected my usual weekend entertainment. So I decided to check out a few rooms. Wandering in and out, finding some pretty lame conversations for this late on a weekend. Some too political, some too politically correct. Who really cares if Domino's pizza uses real cheese or processed cheese...? or if the Priest that was at the parish in the town you grew up in was doing the wild thing in the confessional...? or if we should let the forest fires burn occasionally to naturally clear out of the underbrush....?

I was looking for something, well, deeper shall we say. Mmmmm yes, deeper. So I continue wandering. Bowl of hot buttered popcorn on the table with a cold soda on hand. In and out of the rooms with the most interesting names first. 'Call me daddy', 'The dungeon', 'The playhouse', 'TreatFem likehOre'...

"now that looks like fun...but only 2 people there, I was hoping for a little more activity", but I logged in.

Instant intense heat....

BigNtasty has entered the room

Hungrypet... let me suck Your cock, Sir.

BigOne... take it slut

Hungrypet... You know I need it

BigOne... spanking your ass slut, I will give you what you need as you need it.

Hungrypet... ohhhh please Sir.

"Wow, this is what I was looking for," eyes wide staring at the screen.

Hungrypet... Hi tasty.. may I please suck Your cock while BigOne takes my ass?

BigNtasty.... Mmm yes, you may.

Hungrypet... oh You are so tasty Sir, just what I needed

and soooo BIG and thick and hard.

My hand was already searching for my cock that was pressing against my jeans. It hurt and needed out! Typing with one hand and unzipping with the other trying to keep up with this unbelievably hot slut. And trying to get hold of some of the gang to get on-line.... and not wanting to loose track of the conversation. My mind was racing in so many different directions.

We continued chatting for about 45 minutes. This was the hottest bitch I've ever come across. She was the real thing. She wanted to get fucked, she wanted to be spanked.... she needed it. She needed my cock. She needed my cum. I finally found a true sub. she needed my training to hone her skills.

After the other guy left the room we continued in our own room that she created. Oh my gosh... I've never cum so hard or so much in one night. I could imagine all of my fantasies coming true with this one. She was ready for it. She was a real slut. A cockslut, a fuckslut, a suckslut, a cumslut, a displayslut, a gangbangslut... so many sluts all in one... and I've got her screen name. now to work on real time.

I tried to get her to tell me her location ... she was a bit shy about doing that.... I don't blame her there are a lot of pervs out there. a bit more time with her and I know I would convince her.

I signed off and pulled my cock for a long time thinking about her and pleasure I would enjoy from her. I woke the next morning with a raging hard on... lingering dreams of that slut... "it must have been a dream, I'll try emailing her later today to get more info. now though I've got to take care of my stiff cock!"

I jerked it for a long time before it finally spurted out what was left of the cum in my aching sack, my cock was so sore from all the pulling last night. Coating it with oil usually helps but I pulled it alot.

After a long hot shower I signed on and composed a letter to Hungrypet. telling her how incredibly hot she was and inviting her to a party my friends and I were having next week.... hit send.... and ugh.... it was a dream. she isn't real. I went back to the room we were in and a few other rooms asking around for her. no one had seen her or heard of her. she was a dream. this was so anticlimactic. my dick was aching and near death, and my mind was racing. not a good combination.

I existed through the day just like any other but couldn't shake the images. she had to be real. I couldn't have dreamed her up... most of the bitches that I dreamed up weren't that good.

I thought I would make another attempt to spot her tonight. "maybe I spelled it wrong or something?"

I was obsessed with her. this is crazy. I've got to have her. I told the guys all about her, they didn't believe me. I was shaking my head on this one.

Todd and Rich called and convinced me that a cold one would go down smooth tonight. a few of our other friends are meeting us. didn't take much arm twisting and I was out the door.

I was dying to tell them about the slut I met, but what good would it do if I couldn't produce! After a couple of beers I kind of stepped into it. I told them all about my experience and how amazing she was... they wanted more. I had to tell them that she was gone. Of course, they thought I was full of it, they ribbed me for a long time about this imaginary slut. I took the kidding in course and headed home.

One last shot. Deflated, I signed on... and right there plain as the bulge in my jeans... Hungrypet. I set her up on my buddylist just in case.

B... H, were the hell have you been?

H... B, I'm here now.

B... I tried to write and it said there wasn't an account.

I thought I imagined the whole thing.

H... sorry,

B... told all of my buddies about you and they are

craving more info.

B... do you have a pic?

H... sure do... just a sec.

Hearing that familiar "You've Got Mail" my heart beat faster. Opening the amazing pic of her legs covered in dark stockings and a tiny fabric triangle covering her bush.

B... OMG... incredible...

H... thank You, so flattering that You think so.

B... yes, I do and they will too.

B... they want you to come to a get together next weekend.

H... k

H... where?

B... a small club near Lakeland and Jefferson.. Grosse Pointe.

H... Mmm sounds fun.... what kind of get together?

B... a cigar party.

H... Mmmmmm tell me more....

I went on to explain the details and she was very attentive... what a good little pet. She promised to give it serious consideration and to discuss this with her Master.

B... H, just sent your pic off to the gang.

already some feedback.

H... Oh.. thank You. i'm eager to meet and please.

B... How will you please this group, H?

H... I would spread myself like a banquet before

them. reclined on a table for them to taste and

nibble and eat and drink.

H... Six pairs of hands, six sets of eyes, six hard

thick cocks, six tongues.

H... three empty holes waiting to be filled. two hands

aching to stroke. one bottom needing a firm spank.

B... You are hungry pet.

stroking My hard cock for you.

H... please take what is Yours, Sir.

needing to please You.

She begged me until I came at the image on screen.

B... I need more pics, H.

I'll be waiting.

and I signed off.

The next day I printed a bunch of the pics she sent and distributed them to the gang and whoever else would look. He incredible body was being seen by dozens of guys.

"I wonder if she realized how many cocks are stiffening for her?," I said as I admired those curves, that hot triangle patch pointing out her hot spot.

I came again this time spurting streams onto the photograph. Covering that sweet bitch with creamy white cum. Wanting to have this real time.

I got back online, this time the mail went through. I was encouraged. she didn't disappear on me today!

The next day, back online, she was gone. "What the fuck is up with this?"

No sooner did the thought process that "Hungrypet" appeared. She explained in an IM that this is her playname... a very naughty name that she has to keep private. But that she would soon be able to chat more freely... she would let me know soon.

In the meantime, I set up a new chatroom for her and my friends. and gangbanged her for a couple of hours... if she was really cumming as much as she said she was she was going to be raw and exhausted. I had a feeling she was. My dick hadn't been stroked this much in a long time and it needed it. I needed this slut and I knew she would be mine.

The next day an email appeared with a new pic and a new name sub4BT. Eagerly I opened it. "Oh man... the most incredible glistening pink lips I've ever seen!" I said out loud to my monitor. My dick stiffened... grinning... "Pavlovian," I thought, "Who's training who here. I see her or her screen name and I harden for her. This is crazy. I've got to talk her into a meeting."

I jerked my cock hard and fast and came for her, imagining her sweet thighs spread wide for me. Spraying those full cuntlips. I was determined to find her. I called all my buddies and told them to call in whatever favors they had to with whoever they had to... we had to find her.

I had two presentations at work today and I knew I wouldn't be able to concentrate on them. You would think that a sore cock would be enough to stop my mind racing. It just made it worse. Every time I moved I felt the tingle in my shorts that reminded me of her. In the middle of one presentation I was trying to explain to the board members what they needed to do and I almost botched it.

"Gentlemen," I began calmly, "we will need to ready ourselves to take whatever measures necessary to take her," without realizing what I said but seeing all of the puzzled looks.

One of the members, an old stuffed shirt, cleared his throat and repositioned in his seat. I leaned in to one of the members closest to me and questioned what I said that caused this. He laughed and told me. I reddened a bit and excused my misspoken phrase and continued. It took everything I had to concentrate on every word that I spoke.

I finished the presentation and packed up quickly and got out of there. Alex stopped me on the way out. The guy who told me of my mishap.

"Hey, guy, what's up with the 'taking her' thing... you dog. 'fess up, you've got a live one don't You?"

"yeah," I confessed, "this one is a real slut and we do have to take whatever measures necessary to take her! You want in on this? I'm hoping to get her to come to the card game." I said eagerly.

"count me in. if she makes You fuck up in the middle of a board presentation she's got to be good. You always maintain."

"I'll forward You some of the mail she's sent me. She's unreal... I just hope she's real."

A couple of days passed with plenty of chatting and cumming and late nights and blurry-eyed meetings and a few more photos swapped. A couple of the guys took some self portraits hoping to lure her. She hungrily commented on them and chatted about all of them. I learned more about her hungers and her moods. The gang was getting closer to figuring out her location. She would try to throw us off her scent... but that juicy wet cunt gave us more than enough drive. Like dangling a rabbit in front of the hounds on a racetrack.

We knew she was from a small community and had lived there all her life. She had a job working in a larger company in marketing. And the most fun of all she looked like a very conservative straight-laced business woman. Pinstriped suits and all. Her clients probably had no idea what she had on underneath those pinstripes! or did they?

As summer hit it's height the gang was at a fever pitched frenzy. They were so close to tracking her. They knew her fantasies and were ready to make them happen.

Todd found the marketing firm she worked with, and developed a way to make contact that she would never suspect us. He made an appointment for a consultation for advertising of a new company in the area that wanted to start a huge campaign to launch their product. A new piece of exercise equipment that would be sold to local gyms.

Todd and I met her at 12:30 for a lunch consultation and were immediately taken by her. We knew she had to be our Hungrypet. A few discrete questions ... just bordering on personal and we had a lock.

"So you grew up in this area?," I asked politely.

"Oh yes, born and raised!" she said proudly.

"And your parents and family are still here?"

"No unfortunately my parents both died, but I live in the house I grew up in... that's sort of fun!"

The banter went on until we were sure it was her, not just a coincidence. Within minutes we were both grinning from ear to ear and couldn't hide it.

"Well, you guys sure are nice and friendly. I told you most of my life story and didn't do much to tell you about marketing your product. That's pretty bad, I don't usually do that."

"That's all right, it's nice to know the people you're working with more intimately so that you know what it is that pleases them," I stated boldly.

"Yes, I agree. Usually though I get to know you and your needs not the other way around. But this was fun for a change. On the other hand... I think I wasted your afternoon and now I have to make it to my next appointment, so I have to leave you. My apologies gentlemen, I do hope you would consider another meeting. After my next appointment I'm open for the rest of the afternoon. If that would work for you just call my voice mail and let me know."

Warm handshakes all round and friendly smiles as she departed. Did she detect the devilish grins on our faces when she turned for a last glance as she hailed a cab at the curbside? I hope so.

The general plans were laid before our afternoon meeting. After hearing that her afternoon would be free we had to move quickly to make it all happen. Some quick cell calls and everything was good to go.

As she requested I called her voicemail and left her a message that we would meet her in the late afternoon at a small warehouse on the north side of town that we were using for our manufacturing.

It was a beautiful hot summer afternoon and she drove a small sporty convertible. Perfect for an afternoon abduction. Mmmmmm. She pulled up and stared at the building for a few moments before heading for the door. Her small frame and elegant stride was contrasted by the large warehouse door and crumbling brick. She looked incredible walking to the door.

We told her we were in the upper loft and that she had to take the freight elevator. She walked in and in her soft voice called into the empty room.

"Hello, anyone home?" echoing through the concrete space.

Not hearing an answer she began to walk across the room toward the elevator. I heard her high heels clicking as she walked.

She pressed the lever and the freight elevator door opened. As she stepped onto the elevator two of the guys grabbed her. One quickly covering her eyes with a black blindfold and filled her mouth with a ballcock. The other took her arms and brought them behind her back and tied them tightly.

Her heart was racing and she tried to scream. She was gasping for air and thrashing a bit. Her skirt was hiking up her thighs and revealing her stocking legs and tiny thong.

The elevator reached the loft and they stepped out dragging her with them. They tossed her onto a pile of pillows. She was breathing deeply trying to catch her breath and calm her thoughts. Her mind was racing. She kept thrashing.

I came behind her and took the gag from her mouth. She sucked in air fast. Breathing deeply in through her nose and out her mouth. She didn't want to pass out. She began calling out.

"Todd are you here?... Alex? if this is a joke of some kind stop! Please!" she was trying to hear, to feel, anything.

We all stood and watched. She made her way to her knees.

"Please guys this isn't funny. Please." she was begging a tear fell from under the blindfold.

I grabbed her by her hair and pulled her head back. Her mouth opened beautifully. And I pressed my bulge into her mouth. One of the guys hollered out to her, "You want it slut don't you...?"

A small, almost inaudible word escaped from her lips.... "yes."

Her skirt was still pulled up over her hips her bottom was bare. So spankable. I couldn't resist. One swift smack across her bottom. Reddening it very quickly. It was time to take her like the slut she showed us online.

We tore off her clothes and spread her legs. Fucking her ass and cunt at the same time. One of the guys stuffed her mouth with his cock. Taking her quickly and cumming hard and fast. Her mouth remained open. A cum receptacle.

I leaned into her and whispered, "Hungrypet, it's time for your fantasy to come true."

She sucked air in deeply and gave in.

They took her endlessly that afternoon. Changing places and feeding her various cocks. Spanking and cumming. Not allowing her to cum. She didn't get that pleasure until much later. After her performance they would have to see if she was deserving of that pleasure.

She was the perfect slut, spreading her legs for them. Holding their cocks in her mouth. In her hands... gripping firmly, stroking and pleasing. She was the slut they had dreamed of and they were gangbanging her like she always wanted.

Never allowed to remove the blindfold, she had to guess if it was Todd and me that were there. She would occasionally turn her ear in the direction of my voice and I would have to speak very carefully.

When we were finished with her she was given instruction not to leave for 10 minutes and not to remove the blindfold until the elevator door closed.

She did as instructed, I knew she would. She gathered herself and headed for the door grabbing her briefcase and cell phone as she did.

A voice mail. She would check it in the car. Hopping in and glancing around quickly to check any lingering strangers lurking about... what was she looking for she didn't know any of them. Her mind raced.

Finally getting her thoughts together she remembered the voicemail. The callers voice was familiar. It was Alex. "Hi, I thought we had an appointment at the loft? What happened, I waited for a while then something came up and I had to go. Call when you get an opportunity."

She could have sworn that it was him with the rest of that gang today..... but....

She called him, he was at a local watering hole with his buddies. "Come on up, you sound like you could use a bit of R&R. Did you have a hard day? I've got some friends here that I would like you to meet. Maybe we could finally find out what happened to you this afternoon."

She promised to stop for a few minutes but she really was behind schedule now and needed to catch up with clients.

"We'll see about that!" chuckled Alex.