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Sian finally got the weekend off that she had so looked forward to. Beth also took a few days off allowing the new girls, Tara and Alison to take over most of the work. Tara was the youngest of the girls, a quiet, petit student of only 21. Alison was older at 33 and more outgoing, but they got on well, enjoying working together.



Alison would enjoy another first today. Her first threesome with 2 men. She had racked up quite a number of conquests over the years but never had she had 2 at once. She was more than happy to try this.



The lads were Sian’s regulars, the 2 geeky looking lads that she had seen 3 times now. They wanted to see Sian when they came in but were more than happy to try someone new.



“Rose tells me that you boys are regulars?” Alison asked them as she went in to start. “I hope I can be as good as Sian.”



“I’m sure you will be.” One of the lads replied.



“Will you do Double Penetration?” The other asked.



“I’ll see how it goes.” Alison replied. “I’ve never done that before.”



“Is Anal ok though?” The first lad asked. He was the arse worshipper, it was a bit of an obsession to him.



“That’s fine.” Alison replied. She didn’t have much Anal experience, most of her sexual experience had been straight forward, no nonsense fucking. She had only really had one long term lover in her life, he had introduced her to the delights of Anal sex, but it had been a rare treat rather than a matter of course. Alison realised though that this was a must in her work, she would lose to many clients otherwise.



Alison took their cash back to Rose and let the lads get ready. She made sure that she had her essentials, lubricant and condoms, then went for it. She knew she had to make this good, they had paid her £200 for this.



The lads were undressed and ready when she came back in. Alison wasted no time in kneeling in front of them to suck their cocks. She knew what they wanted, the full porn star experience, and she was going to give them it. She gave them each about 10 strokes before she swapped back to the other, keeping on wanking them while she sucked the other.



Alison was really getting into this now. Although they were paying to use her body, she felt like she had control over them. She could do what she wanted, make them come whenever she wanted. It felt good.



They soon moved onto the bed, Alison removing her knickers and bra before she laid down and opened her legs. One of the lads wasted no time getting down to taste her rapidly moistening slit. She tasted divine, he buried his head and lapped up as much of her juice as possible. Alison was finding it hard to concentrate on sucking the other man, and within a couple of minutes was coming. She gasped as the man clamped his lips over her clitoris, shaking and bucking her hips as a powerful orgasm washed over her.



The man licking her then started to nudge a cock inside her. Alison knew she should check that he had a condom on, but felt too weak to even ask him. She had continued to suck the other man, and was now beginning to taste the salty pre-come that was starting to flow. He was close now.



After a few more seconds, he pulled his cock out of Alison’s mouth and began to shoot his load. He semen was raining down on her face, some landing in her mouth, some going in her hair.



She was a complete mess but had no time to compose herself as the other man was fucking her hard now. He seemed to be spurred on by the sight of his mate coming all over her and also pulled out, ripping off the condom and shooting bolt after bolt of his come over her tits, stomach and pussy.



Alison just laid back, she was out of breath and covered on spunk, what a sight she thought!



“Do you mind if I take a picture of you?” One of the lads asked her.



She would have usually said no, but she liked these lads, she had the feeling that they wouldn’t show them around. Anyway, why care even if they did? It might mean more business!



“Go on then!” She replied.



The lad pulled an iPhone out of the pocket of his jeans and snapped off a load of pictures. Alison held her messy slit open for him, showing her moist pink hole, now gooey with white come. He got a few close ups of her face and was done.



The boys sat back and relaxed while Alison cleaned herself up. She took a few moments to wipe up the huge amount of semen they had deposited on her.



“Do you do rimming?” One of the boys asked when she joined them on the bed. This was a little kink that Sian had introduced them to.



“What me rim you?” Alison asked.



“If you don’t mind.” He continued. “Sian really got me into it.”



“I don’t think so.” Alison told him. She didn’t really want to turn him down as she really liked both of them, this was a but much for her though.



“Look I don’t mind either of you doing it to me.” She said said straight after. “I’ve just never done it before, and I can’t say it appeals.”



Both lads nodded, not looking to bothered that Alison wasn’t prepared to do this for them. She began to work their soft cocks back to life, kneeling between them and giving them head alternately.



Alison then knelt up on all fours, getting ready to suck the lad on the rights cock.



“So do you want to lick my arsehole then?” She asked the other.



He was up in a shot, she didn’t need to ask him twice. He started by dipping a finger in her wet pussy, then rubbing it gently around her anus. He then started to lick, flicking his tongue lightly over her bumhole at first, then starting to circle it. She had never tried this before, always thinking that she wouldn’t enjoy it. The man knew what he was doing though and was now starting to enter her tight ring with his tongue.



The man then introduced a finger into her bumhole, taking it easy at first, before easing another finger into her. Alison knew what was coming, his fingers were soon replaced by his sheathed cock. There was a brief shooting pain as he first entered her, although this soon subsided. He started to fuck her slowly now, pushing his cock all the way in, then withdrawing all the way so only the tip was still inside her.



Alison had almost forgotten the cock in front of her. Once she was settled with a cock in her arse, she started to work on the 8″ cock in her mouth. She was soon sucking him again with long, lusty strokes, taking almost his entire length into her mouth.



The lads then changed places, his friend now probing Alison’s arsehole with his tongue. This again was just a prelude for the cock about to be thrust into her. Alison was loving the feeling of the 8″ inside her. His cock wasn’t as thick as the other but the length made it feel delightful.



“Can we try the DP then?” One of the boys asked her.



“Yeah, no problem.” She answered. “Just take it easy on me, I really haven’t ever done this before.



Alison rolled a fresh condom onto the cock she was sucking and got astride him. The man then held her bum cheeks apart, allowing her friend to enter her again. Alison screaming at first, it was quite a shock, feeling so amazingly full.



The boys started to fuck her slowly, one thrusting as the other pulled back. They were now quite well practised in this art after their sessions with Sian. The man in her arse was the first to come again, thrusting deep into her and releasing his load into the condom. The other lad was taking a bit longer, so Alison offered him her arse again, knowing this would tip him over the edge. It only took him another minute once he swapped holes, shooting another load inside her.



The hour was over. It had flown by in the end, although the prolonged anal session had left Alison feeling a little sore down there. She had still enjoyed the experience though, the job was certainly not boring.



Tara had been picking up a steady stream of full personal services while Alison was busy. It had taken her a while to settle in at the house, she hadn’t really opened up much for the first few weeks she was there. Beth though, had managed to get her to open up a bit more on a really quiet day.



She confessed the Beth that she was really hating herself for selling her body, and it was really starting to get to her. She had also confessed that he hadn’t told her boyfriend about her job too and was petrified about being found out.



Beth had told her that she needed to separate her feelings from the job. The only way to carry on was to put all of the thoughts about her boyfriend to the back of her mind. If not, this wasn’t the job for her. Tara had been thinking about these words for the past week, deciding to give it one more weekend or to get out.



The few customers she had seem that morning had been ok, one of them though had really helped her. He was about 40 and was a real gentleman too. The sex they’d had was superb too, he had spent ages going down on her, making her come twice before she did the same for him. This was the first experience she had enjoyed in the house.



Later that day, she had another memorable client. A man in his mid thirties came in and immediately picked Tara, asking for the full service, with absolutely everything included. He paid £200 as he was also wanting watersports. Tara had always balked at this before, but after what Beth had said, she decided that she was going to go for everything. It helped that he was extremely good looking with a fantastic looking body. She really fancied this one.



When Tara went back into the room, she couldn’t believe what she saw. The man’s cock was absolutely huge, by far the largest she had ever seen. His body was a fantastic specimen, not overly muscled, just fantastically fit. Tara’s only worry was now whether she could take his huge length. Still, she was going to enjoy trying.



They settled together on the bed and began kissing, Tara stroking his huge member, feeling him grow in her hand. She couldn’t resist breaking off for a moment and taking a look at it. He was somewhere around 10″ she thought, not massively thick, but huge nonetheless.



Tara was desperate to taste him now, so she knelt between his legs and started to lick his shaft. She was adoring the earthy taste, taking in every inch as she teased him. Tara maintained eye contact with him at all times, she was now taking the tip into her mouth. For the next few minutes, she alternated between taking him in her mouth and licking his balls. The man was loving this, so Tara traced her tongue down his perineum, teasing him closer and closer to his arsehole.



“Pull you legs back.” She told him. “I’ve got a little treat for you.”



He smiled and did as he was told, allowing Tara access to his anus. She flicked her tongue across his hole a few times, before finally starting to settle into eating his hole. She also managed to continue wanking him slowly as she rimmed him, he was getting close to coming now, Tara could tell.



She then went back to his cock, clamping her mouth around his piece, wanking him hard. It took no more than a few more seconds before Tara felt a warm gush hit the back of her throat. She took on another half a dozen huge spurts before he subsided, choosing to swallow rather than spit as usual, she literally sucked him dry.



The man then took no time changing places with Tara, laying her down and spreading her legs. She was already soaking after what had happened so far, the man just dived in, giving her wet slit a real tongue lashing. He buried his head, firstly working on her outer lips, before heading deeper into her hole, then concentrating on her clitoris.



Tara came easily, he knew what he was doing, she shook with the intensity of her orgasm. The man then pushed her legs back and returned the compliment by rimming her. He seemed to love her arsehole, pushing his tongue in, working her up into a frenzy, as she came for a second time.



“I want you to piss over me.” Tara then told him, totally out of the blue.



“You sure you don’t mind?” The man replied, taken aback by how forward she was.



“Course I don’t mind.” Tara told him. “You’ve paid for it after all.”



She led him to the bathroom, and joined him in the bath, kneeling in front of him. He aimed at her tits at first, letting his golden stream out over her ample chest. It was soon a massive flow, as if he hadn’t been for a week. Tara was loving every second of this, and would have let him do just about anything he wanted by now.



Tara then returned the favour for him, pissing all over his chest and cock as he laid in the bath. The man had a huge smile on his face as she squat over him, keeping eye contact all the time.



The man was rock hard again now, they took a shower together, kissing and touching almost like a real couple would. This was the closest thing to real, normal sex Tara had experienced in the house. Once they had dried off, they made their way back to the bed and carried on. Tara sucked his cock again, she just couldn’t leave it alone. She took more and more into her mouth until she had managed all but a couple inches.



“Can I Fuck you in the arse?” The man asked.



“Yeah, course you can.” Tara told him. “Please take it slow though, I’ve never had anything like that up there before! And you don’t have to use a condom if you don’t want to.”



“Seriously?” He asked her. “You sure you don’t mind?”



“No. It’s fine.” Tara said. “Just don’t tell my boss, I’ll get sacked. It’s strictly against the rules.”



Tara laid back and spread her legs for him, he entered her without any resistance, inch by inch until he was fully inside her. He fucked Tara hard, making her scream with pleasure, slipping in and out of her slick pussy with ease. She had to stop him after a few minutes as he only had a a few minutes left.



Tara got on all fours and lubricated her arsehole, handing the tub to the man to apply some to his cock. He again licked her tight hole and inserted a couple of fingers to get her used to it. She cried out in pain as he edged the tip of his cock into her anus, it felt absolutely massive. He slowly pushed until about half of his length was inside her, then started to slowly fuck her, pushing his cock a little further in each time. It didn’t take long before he was buried up to the hilt in her arse, fucking her a bit harder. Tara was screaming still, more with pleasure than pain now.



The man then made a loud, long groan and held her by the hips. She felt the warm gush of his come spurting out into her arsehole, it felt wonderful, just the sort of sex she had needed for so long. She did have one sobering moment of guilt as the man withdrew, feeling the trickle of his semen starting to leak from her bum. She knew she shouldn’t have had unprotected sex, but she couldn’t do anything about that now.



Later that day, Tara made up her mind that she was going to tell her boyfriend about what she was doing. She needed to unburdon herself, feel free to enjoy this work, either with or without him. One way or another, this would be the new start she needed.

Faith is belief in the unbelievable….the more unbelievable something is….the stronger Faith needs to be.



Lucy Holt had Faith; it was the only thing in her life that she did have in abundance. She was as God-fearing as anyone in Caleb County, a county renowned for its fear of the Almighty. She prayed every evening at the supper table with her parents, Seth and Annie, and every morning when she got out of bed. The Holts were one of many poor families eking out an existence on small farmsteads.



If Lucy Holt was devoted to the Lord she was also a dreamer with a sharp mind and vivid imagination. She lay in bed dreaming of grand parties, fine clothes and fine homes…a life that lay beyond the sunrise in the big city way off to the east…a place totally out of her reach. She prayed to break away from the farm and believed the Lord would one day answer her prayers. “The Lord will provide,” she said to herself over and over, “the Lord WILL provide!”



Everyone knew of Lucy’s dreams and most thought that’s all they would ever amount to but Lucy was determined to prove them wrong. She would live in the big city; she would wear fine clothes and go to fancy parties. The good Lord would guide her and she was prepared to do whatever it took.



The one bright spot in her dreary life was Sundays when she went to church with her parents. Reverend Phelps’ sermons were of the fire and brimstone variety and she sat transfixed and sometimes a little frightened by his warnings of the consequences of not abiding by the Lord’s will. She had listened to the Reverend all her life and believed every word. The Lord was to be feared and obeyed and the Reverend Phelps was his instrument here on earth. She never saw how the older men, as well as the local boys, would sneak lusting glances at her as she sat at the end of a pew. Although poor, the Holt’s always had enough to eat, never a surplus, but enough. Their mostly home-grown food was healthy and nutritious and the daily, rigorous exercise ensured a fit body. Now at eighteen, Lucy had grown into a very desirable young woman. She filled out her homemade dresses in all the right places and left little to the imagination of the riches that lay beneath. Her beauty had not escaped the piercing gray eyes of the Reverend and several months ago he’d decided she would be next.



After church she enjoyed the attention of the local boys and their clumsy flirtations. One Sunday as the boys gathered around she noticed her parents in a long discussion with Reverend Phelps. They came away looking well pleased with themselves and on the ride back to the farm told Lucy the news. The Reverend needed help with a few chores after church and wondered if Lucy would be available. The small amount of money he offered would certainly be useful and they readily accepted for her. He would even bring her home to the farm when her chores were done. Lucy was ambivalent; chores were chores whether at the farm or the Reverend’s house but maybe, just maybe, her parents might give her a little of what she earned for herself.



Reverend Phelps showed Lucy around his house where he lived alone. He was about sixty, tall and lean with a long, pointed nose and a pale, sickly complexion. He instructed Lucy on the work to be done in the various rooms and left her to get on with it. It was while she was on her hands and knees scrubbing the kitchen floor that she sensed he was there. She turned quickly and caught him staring. “I see you’re almost finished, I’ll get ready to take you home,” he stammered.



Over the next few Sunday’s she caught him staring at her whenever she was bent over. She knew he was looking at the behind and it gave her a sense of power she rarely felt and a strange tingle between her legs, the very same tingle she felt in bed when she allowed her hand to wander while dreaming her dreams.



Phelps came into the kitchen one Sunday and told Lucy the Lord had spoken to him and given him instructions. She was to continue scrubbing the floor and not look back. Not wanting to upset the Lord, she obeyed. As she scrubbed she heard the Reverend groan from time to time then he moaned loudly and quickly left the room. She was confused and a little fearful about what had just taken place but all seemed well and she continued to clean the floor; including the splatters of something the Reverend must have spilled. On the way home that night Phelps told Lucy that the Lord had chosen her and His plans included extra money, money she would not have to tell her parents about. The work might seem strange he explained, but it is His will and she must obey and never, ever, tell another soul. Lucy thought of the money, money that would be her very own! Maybe this is the Lord’s way of helping me get to the city and live the life she dreamed of she thought. She smiled and nodded in agreement as they pulled up to the Holt homestead. Phelps warned Lucy again that the Lord would be very angry with her if she ever told anyone of His plans for her, it must remain a secret.



The following Sunday Lucy and the Reverend were in the kitchen and as she went to fetch the bucket and scrub brush he stopped her. “That won’t be necessary today, Lucy but He does want you to get down on your hands and knees,” he said, casting his eyes to the heavens. “He has instructed me to anoint you with His fruit so don’t be afraid.”



Lucy was afraid; she was very afraid of upsetting the Lord and complied with Phelps’ instructions. The Reverend knelt behind Lucy and lifted up her dress. His bony hands roamed over her ass before pulling her underwear down. Lucy tensed and cried, “Oh, Reverend, please!”



“It’s alright my child, it’s the Lord’s will, don’t be afraid,” he calmed and placed an open bible on the small of her back.



As he slid a hand down between her cheeks, touching her bush ever so lightly, he began reading. Something touched her ass and soon she heard familiar groaning then something wet splashed onto her. The Reverend snapped the good book shut, cleaned off whatever had spilled onto her buttocks, replaced her underwear and straightened her dress.



“Very good, Lucy, the Lord is well pleased with our work tonight. We will continue His will next week, here is your money.” Lucy separated the extra money and clutched it tightly in her left hand.



After doing her chores the following week Phelps called Lucy into his study. He was sitting in a chair wearing only a robe. “Come here child, our Lord wants us to continue His work.” Lucy stood before him and he asked her to kneel. He opened his robe and Lucy cast her eyes on the Reverend’s erection. She gasped as he took hold of it and began to slide his hand up and down its shaft and over his balls. “The Lord wants you to do this,” he said in a whisper, “come and take hold of it.”



Lucy stared at the first cock she had ever seen.



Phelps spoke again, “Lucy, the Lord has instructed me to give you double your normal reward for doing this, now take hold of it.”



Her fear of the Lord and the thought of extra money, not to mention a growing curiosity, moved her between the Reverend’s legs. Her hands grasped his cock and with his instructions she began to masturbate him and fondle his balls. He ejaculated quickly onto his belly and Lucy’s hands. He gave her a damp cloth and she cleaned his cock, belly and finally her hands. As Phelps closed his robe he said, “Very good, Lucy, the Lord is pleased with your work, you brought forth his fruit. He has special plans for you, plans that will take you far in this world.”



She believed him and when she got home that night she counted her little stash of money over and over. When she thought of what she had done to the Reverend, for reasons she didn’t understand, her hand drifted down between her legs.



After dropping Lucy at the farm Phelps pondered his progress. She is coming along nicely, quicker than most but there’s no need to rush things.



For the next five Sundays the routine was repeated, Lucy would masturbate the Reverend and clean him afterward. She learned quickly how he liked to be jerked off and watched with delight as her growing experience caused powerful ejaculations. She played a game with herself, trying to get his sperm to shoot higher each week. On week five she watched with a feeling of accomplishment as cum splashed onto his chin and cheek.



After church the following week Lucy had been jerking Phelps for only a minute or so when he said, “Lucy, it’s time to move on with the Lord’s plan for you. He wants you to bare your breasts and wrap them around my shaft. They are His creation for nurturing and to bring forth His fruit.” She felt embarrassed as she removed her top and exposed her ample bosom to the Reverend but dreams propelled her onward. The Reverend leered at Lucy’s young, firm breasts and instructed her how to use them on his cock. Cum splashed onto her neck and a small amount hit the left corner of her mouth. She looked at the Reverend, smiled and licked it up. Yes, she will make me a pretty penny he thought and it won’t be long now. After she had cleaned Phelps and herself with the damp cloth that was always beside the chair they both stood. He could not resist mauling her tits and pinching her nipples before allowing her to get dressed.



Over the following few Sundays Lucy masturbated the Reverend with hands and tits and tasted more of his cum. She now had more money than she had ever seen and her dreams seemed to be moving closer and closer to becoming reality. The Reverend felt she was almost ready, just one more step to take and then Cyrus Oaks would take over.



Lucy was alternating jerking Phelps’ cock with her hands and tits when the Reverend said, “Lucy, my dear, you have tasted the Lord’s fruit, he wants you to fill your mouth with it and swallow his blessing. She was told what to do and Phelps closed his eyes as her sweet lips closed over the head of his cock. “Yes, that’s it; take more into your mouth. Up and down, up and down, lick around the tip, ooh yes that’s it.” The Reverend shot his wad and Lucy swallowed all of it. He told Lucy that the Lord was especially pleased with her tonight and gave her extra money.



When Lucy finished her chores the following Sunday she went into the Reverend’s study as usual but found he was no alone. Cyrus Oaks, the richest man in the county, was sitting in a chair beside Phelps. She noticed that both men were wearing robes.



“Lucy, this is Mr. Oaks, he is here to see you. He needs someone to do chores on Sundays after church as you have been doing for me. The Lord wanted me to pay you twice as much for the excellent work you do but I’m just a poor minister. Mr. Oaks came along looking for someone; it is indeed Divine Providence that brought him to me. It is God’s will that you work for him. He will pay you what the Lord demands and your parents have already approved of this arrangement. Mr. Oaks will take you to his estate after church next Sunday and, of course, deliver you home once your work is done.”



Everyone knew Cyrus Oaks, Lucy saw him every Sunday in church. He would come in last and take his place in the first row of pews alongside the mayor, the magistrate, the doctor, the Sherriff and their wives.



Lucy looked back and forth from the Reverend to Oaks taking in the information.



She would carry on the Lord’s work for twice the pay. Her parents would be happy and her nest egg would grow even quicker. “Very well, Reverend Phelps, I will be happy to do the Lord’s will for Mr. Oaks, thank you, Sir.”



“Good girl, now come here and show Mr. Oaks how well you work,” Phelps opened his robe and his hard cock sprang into view. “Mr. Oaks will continue the Lord’s work with you next week but tonight you will show him what our Lord has taught you so far.”



She hesitated for a moment before kneeling between Phelps’ legs and baring her breasts. Oaks watched as she masturbated the Reverend and fondled his balls then placed his cock between her tits and finally in her mouth. Sperm splashed down her throat as Phelps bucked his hips violently. Lucy cleaned him and continued to fondle his crotch.



“Lucy, I’m sure Mr. Oaks wants to feel what the Lord has seen fit to bless upon you and I trust you’re grateful for his grace,” the Reverend said a little out of breathe.



“Oh yes, Reverend, I’m very grateful, I give thanks to Him everyday.”



Cyrus Oaks was about the same age as Phelps but taller and heavier. He was virtually bald and his round face had a permanent smile, although some folks said it was a sneer. The girth of his belly attested to his wealth and his hands were big and fleshy.



As Lucy knelt, Oaks opened his robe. Her eyes opened wide when she saw Oaks’ cock. It was much longer and thicker than the Reverend’s and his balls were twice the size. She tentatively reached out and held it with one hand and caressed his balls with the other. She was amazed at its size and hardness and as she pulled down the foreskin, the huge, blood engorged, head came into view. She moved her tits around his dick and bent her head to accept it into her mouth on the upstroke. She gagged and choked on its size and clamped a hand around it to limit the amount that entered her mouth.



“Deeper girl, take it deeper,” panted Oaks and the Reverend came over and stood behind her.



“You must get used to the size Lucy, it’s a test, remember it is His will,” Phelps said and took hold of her hands and held them behind her back. Oaks now bucked deeper into Lucy’s mouth causing her to gag, saliva ran down his cock and onto his balls. As his thrusts became faster he held her head down on his erection with his huge hands and shot a torrent of cum down her throat. When he let her head loose Lucy fell to the floor choking. The men regained their composure and helped Lucy into a chair. The Reverend brought her a glass of water and spoke as she drank. “Sometimes He gives us difficult tasks that are meant to test our Faith. You passed that test tonight Lucy and He is well pleased.”



“Thank you, Reverend,” she replied regaining her breath. The amount of money he placed into her hand more than compensated for the few minutes of discomfort and she smiled as her fingers closed around it.



When Lucy had left the room, Oaks and the Reverend dressed and Phelps prepared a glass of bourbon for both of them. “You have an uncanny knack of picking the right ones Phelps. I hope her pussy and ass are as accommodating as her mouth. I trust you haven’t been there?” Oaks said as he stared into the amber liquid before emptying his glass.



“No Sir, Mr. Oaks, as usual that will be your privilege.”



“Good,” replied Oaks with a smile, or was it a sneer, “you will, of course, have your chance at the appropriate time.”



“Thank you Sir, I shall look forward to it.”



Oaks reached into his pocket and handed Phelps a fistful of bills, “The power of the Lord at work again, Phelps,” he said and left the room.



In bed that night Lucy counted her growing stash of coins and bills and felt satisfied. The Lord’s plan was moving her ever closer to her dreams and she was determined to see it through. She thought of Oaks’ big cock and what she had done and, almost involuntarily, her hand found her pussy. She was wet and it felt good to move her fingers around, especially onto the little nub at the top and soon she was overcome with a feeling that caused her to squeeze her legs together and emit a muffled cry of pleasure. The fact that the Reverend and Oaks were old men did not bother her. Her focus was the Lord’s plan and the money which would get her to the big city. She even enjoyed playing with their dicks and feeling the Lord’s hot fruit splash down her throat, it gave her a sense of control over them and she liked that.



Cyrus Oaks took Lucy to his grand house after church the following Sunday and introduced her to Mrs. Stone, his housekeeper. She had come to work for Oaks thirteen years ago from the big city that Lucy dreamed of and was the only other occupant of the sprawling home. A woman of about 50, she was a little on the plump side but not unattractive. Her kindly, smiling face and warm eyes were surrounded by a profusion of jet black hair. Her most striking feature, however, was her expansive bosom. It seemed to be determined to burst the buttons on her dress and gave the appearance that she might topple over at any second. Lucy was in awe of her surroundings, never had she seen such beautiful things; furniture, vases, paintings, everything was just perfect. “This is what I want,” she thought, “this is surely the Lord’s plan for me; it’s just a matter of time.”



“There won’t be any chores for you today, Lucy. Mrs. Stone will show you what your duties will be then we must get on with the Lord’s work for you. Now get along and I will see you shortly,” Oaks said in a business-like manner.



Mrs. Stone gave Lucy instructions on her duties as they toured the house ending at the door of Oaks’ study. Mrs. Stone tapped on the heavy wooden door and Oaks called out, “Come.”



The study was large with more books than Lucy had ever seen filling shelves along the walls. A heavily carved desk took pride of place and was surrounded be several hardback chairs. At the far side of the study were more chairs in front of a large bay window with stained glass. Oaks sat in one of these chairs dressed in a black silk robe, a bulge of anticipation already evident between his legs. “The Lord’s work must continue, Lucy. Mrs. Stone is here to help, you can learn much from her so be observant. He gave a nod toward his housekeeper and she proceeded to unbutton her top.



“C’mon Lucy, let’s have your top off,” Mrs. Stone said smiling.



The two women bared their breasts; Mrs. Stone’s massive tits hung low but were full and topped with large, dark areoles and nipples, Lucy’s large breasts were firm and jutted out proudly, pink areoles and nipples perfectly placed. Oaks stared at them for a while before he motioned them to kneel beside him. Mrs. Stone opened the robe and Oaks’ big, semi-hard cock was exposed. The housekeeper caressed and stroked it, played with the head and tip and fondled his nuts. Lucy watched intently as the housekeeper’s experienced hands brought Oaks’ cock to full erection.



“Now you do it, dear,” Mrs. Stone said and Lucy copied what she had just seen and the housekeeper gave tips on speed and just how to tease the base of the head and piss hole. Next their tits and mouths were used, Lucy learned quickly and enjoyed the teasing and ejaculation-delaying techniques Mrs. Stone was so good at. Of particular interest to Lucy was her deep-throat abilities and she watched carefully as Mrs. Stone devoured the entire length of Oaks’ dick. Lucy’s turn came and with guidance, she began to take more of the cock without gagging. This first session ended with Lucy sucking Oaks as Mrs. Stone jerked the base of his dick and squeezed his balls. His giant load was shared by both women as it splashed all over them; they stood and fondled his softening cock, leaning over so he could maul their tits.



On their way to the kitchen Mrs. Stone told Lucy that the Lord had been kind to Mr. Oaks. He had bestowed wealth upon him, wealth that Lucy could accumulate if she stayed on the path the Lord had planned for her. The Almighty had also seen fit to bless Mr. Oaks with a beautiful big shaft that held a lot of fruit. “Mr. Oaks will always give you a lot of fruit and you should be prepared for this, it might take two or three swallows but he likes you to take all of it and continue to suck him and gently squeeze his balls until he is soft. Next week we will continue and you will discover new pleasures the Lord has for you but for now, let’s clean up.” They stood at the sink and Mrs. Stone filled a basin with hot water. “It will be easier if I do it,” she said and lathered her hands then washed Lucy’s tits. The housekeeper’s attentions caused

Lucy’s nipples to harden and Mrs. Stone concentrated on them. “Do mine,” she said in a half whisper and Lucy soaped her hands and applied them to the pendulous breasts. Lucy was drawn to the huge, dark nipples and tweaked them until they were fully erect. The housekeeper pulled Lucy close and their soapy tits rubbed against one another. Both women were very aroused; Mrs. Stone grabbed a towel and hurriedly wiped Lucy’s breasts then her own. “Come with me my dear,” she said and led Lucy out of the kitchen and up the stairs. “This is my room, we won’t be disturbed here.”



“This is your room?” Lucy said as she scanned the fine furnishings and large, comfortable-looking bed.



“Yes, Mr. Oaks is very generous if you work hard and please him, you should remember that, young lady.”



“I will, I surely will, Mrs. Stone,” Lucy responded.



“Take off your clothes and lie on the bed, I want to see the rest of your body. Reverend Phelps has given me instructions on where the Lord wants to take you.” Lucy removed her clothes without protest and Mrs. Stone did the same. The housekeeper lay beside Lucy and fondled her firm breasts then rolled on top of her. Their breasts pressed into one another as Mrs. Stone kissed Lucy full on the lips. Lucy responded to the probing tongue and opened her mouth. She felt that tingle between her legs as Mrs. Stone moved down to her tits and sucked hard on her nipples. The housekeeper’s tongue snaked down past Lucy’s navel, onto her bush and finally, her wet slit. Lucy writhed with pleasure as the expert tongue flicked and danced between her legs, teasing that very spot she had found in her own bed. She cried out as an orgasm overtook her. The housekeeper knelt over Lucy and lowered her hairy cunt onto the girl’s face. She moved her hips around while one hand reached back and fingered the virgin pussy. Lucy slid her tongue into the wet slit of the housekeeper and tasted pussy for the first time. “Squeeze my tits,” the housekeeper panted and the girl pawed the huge mounds of flesh and pulled on the bullet-like nipples. Moving to a sixty-nine, Mrs. Stone once again buried her face in Lucy’s pussy. Lucy looked up at the pink slit surrounded by a bush of dark hair and spread the lips before using her tongue again. After a while Mrs. Stone rolled over and Lucy got on top. The housekeeper teased Lucy’s clit with her fingers and thought of Mr. Oaks’ hard cock forcing its way into this virgin hole. She had seen it happen before and it always turned her on. Both women reached orgasm and afterwards Mrs. Stone reported to Oaks that Lucy was ripe to be picked…it was almost time.



The Sunday afternoons continued with much the same pattern for the next few weeks. Lucy and Mrs. Stone would bring Oaks to orgasm as he sat in his chair then the women would enjoy each other in the housekeeper’s bedroom. Lucy would ask about life in the big city and Mrs. Stone regaled her with many exciting stories.



Cyrus Oaks paid a visited the Holt farm one Wednesday evening. He was welcomed by the Holts and the foursome sat around the kitchen table. “I have a proposition to put to you,” Oaks started. “Mrs. Stone has reported that Lucy is a very good worker and I do have more work for her than Sunday afternoon allows. I would like Lucy to work full time for me and stay at the house. I’m prepared to offer you one of my men, on a full time basis at no expense to you, for as long as young Lucy works for me. She will receive a decent wage and a working education that should hold her in good stead for the future.”



The Holts looked at one another and couldn’t believe their luck, a hired hand at no charge and Lucy in a full time job. Lucy only thought of the money and the big city drawing ever closer. She packed her few belongings and Cyrus Oaks took her back to his estate. Mrs. Stone helped Lucy with a new wardrobe and other essentials from the little stores in town then it was back to the Oaks estate where she was installed in a room at the end of the hall, opposite the housekeeper’s.



Lucy was kept busy with her daily chores but found it well within her capabilities and much easier than farm chores. She continued to pray every morning when she got out of bed and every evening with Mrs. Stone at supper. She would service Oaks occasionally during the week and always after church on Sundays. After she brought forth the Lord’s fruit, Oaks would pick up his bible and read several passages while she continued to suck his dick and fondle his nuts. She liked playing with his big, hard cock and had acquired a taste for the hot, salty fruit. Afterwards she would go to Mrs. Stone’s room to be given instruction on the finer points of being a lady in the presence of rich, educated gentlemen. The evening ended with them on the bed, naked.



One afternoon Mrs. Stone told Lucy to bathe and come to her room. When she arrived she found Oaks there and at first thought she had done something wrong. “Come in, Lucy, we must continue your education but first, let us pray.”



As Oaks began, Lucy bowed her head and noticed the bulge in his pants. The women disrobed and Oaks fondled them. Mrs. Stone undid his pants and jerked his erection. “On the bed with you,” he ordered and the housekeeper guided Lucy into a sixty-nine position with Lucy on top. Oaks removed the rest of his clothes, sat in a chair and stroked his dick as he watched the women. After some time he stood and felt Lucy’s firm, round ass and gave each buttock a few playful smacks. His fat fingers found her wet slit as the housekeeper’s tongue lapped her clit. “I do believe she is ready, Mrs. Stone, prepare her.”



She rolled Lucy onto her back and positioned her ass at the edge of the bed. The housekeeper knelt beside Oaks and sucked his huge erection as he worked his fingers in and out of Lucy’s highly aroused vagina. Lucy squirmed against the fingers and watched Mrs. Stone skilfully and enthusiastically, suck dick. Oaks probed deeper with his middle finger and felt the resistance of Lucy’s hymen. His experience had taught him to deflower virgins with a finger rather than his big knob. It caused less discomfort yet still provided a nice tight first fuck. He pushed harder and was through, causing Lucy to suck in breath through her teeth. Mrs. Stone held his prick and rubbed it over Lucy’s labia, lubricating it with pussy juice. He was becoming very excited and felt blood throbbing in his shaft. Mrs. Stone climbed on the bed and lifted Lucy’s head and shoulders, “You’ll want to see the first time, the Lord is about to bless you my Dear.”



Lucy gazed down as the huge dick nudged her pussy lips apart and moved in an inch or two. Oaks had done this many times before and patiently worked his cock deeper. Whenever he felt Lucy tense he would back off a little allowing her to adjust to him. He was now deep inside her and remained still; Lucy could feel his cock throbbing and it began to feel good. Oaks sensed this and moved back and forth, slowly at first but gradually his strokes lengthened until he was giving it to her in long, deep thrusts. There was no turning back; he was far too aroused, as he always was when he fucked a virgin. If it hurt Lucy a little it was the Lord’s will, he was meant to be the first inside her and he would fuck her a lot more before he was done with her. Both he and Lucy screamed as he shot a load of hot cum into the tight pussy. He stood red-faced and panting as he withdrew and spread her lips to watch his cum run down onto the bed. Mrs. Stone’s tongue replaced the cock as Oaks climbed on the bed, his dick finding Lucy’s mouth as he pawed her tits. Oaks seemed satisfied and picked up his clothes and left the room. The housekeeper comforted Lucy who had come through the ordeal better than most and gave her lots of encouragement. “Next time will be better, now let’s get you cleaned up,” she said.



Lucy was a little sore but Oaks had been generous with his money and she counted it before slipping into bed. “Dear Lord, thank you for helping me,” she said before falling asleep very contented.



After church Lucy bathed and, dressed only in her robe, knocked on the door to the study. She entered on Oaks’ reply and found him sitting in a big armchair, naked. “Come here and sit on my lap,” he said. Lucy let her robe drop to the floor and saw his cock begin to grow as she walked over to him. She sat on his lap, his cock now hard and sticking up between her legs. He mauled and kissed her tits, biting and sucking the nipples. Lucy gently rubbed the head of his dick and felt precum lubricate her fingers. Spreading her legs, he played with her pussy until his fingers were wet. “Sit on my cock, Lucy, the Lord has another gift for you.” She knelt facing him and he guided his erection to her pussy lips then grabbed her ass and pulled her down onto him. His hard cock touched her in new places and soon, thrilling sensations pulsed through her body. “Fuck my dick; squeeze it with that tight pussy. Yes Lucy, that’s it, that’s it,” Oaks panted. Lucy didn’t understand everything he was saying but it was exciting and she bounced up and down wildly as her buried his face in her tits. His cock made sounds like a boot being pulled out of mud and she felt his knob swell as he got harder. He suddenly pulled out and instructed Lucy to change position. She knelt on the chair and he stood behind her staring at her lovely ass and gaping, wet pussy lips. He mauled her buttocks and plunged his fingers into her while jerking his super hard erection. Pulling the foreskin back and holding the shaft tightly, he watched as the head of his dick swelled with blood. He teased her by pushing his knob just inside her lips then withdrawing, she began to push back but he still controlled how much cock he gave her. She began to whimper, “Please, give it to me, give it to me, please!” He pulled out and jerked his cock until it could get no harder then plunged into her. Lucy screamed with pleasure and they fucked wildly until Oaks exploded. Lucy turned and sucked his cock while he squeezed her nipples.



That night Oaks and Mrs Stone discussed Lucy’s progress. “I do believe she is ready for the next step. Let’s make it Wednesday evening”, Mrs. Stone.”



“Yes Sir, I know what to do. Reverend Phelps always knows which ones to choose, which ones will like to fuck like a rabbit.”



“A gift from God, Mrs. Stone…a gift from God,” Oaks replied with satisfaction.



They both chuckled as Oaks undid his housekeeper’s blouse, exposing her tits and she slid her hand down to the bulge in his pants.



Mrs. Stone and Lucy made their way to the bathroom after supper on Wednesday.



The housekeeper had informed Lucy that the Mr. Oaks was to introduce her to another one of the Lord’s gifts. As Lucy stripped, a container of warm, soapy water was prepared and Mrs. Stone helped Lucy use it. The small hose was inserted into Lucy’s puckered little anus and she was flushed. She bathed and went directly to Mrs. Stone’s bedroom as instructed. She knocked and went in. Oaks was standing naked, Mrs. Stone’s mouth working vigorously on his hard dick. She stood beside Oaks and he fondled her tits then told her to bend over with her hands on the floor. He caressed and gently tapped her buttocks before sliding his hand down the crack and onto her asshole. He teased it for a while then forced a finger just inside. Mrs. Stone felt his cock twitch and understood why, he had been the first to invade her pussy and tonight he would be the first to fuck her tight, hot ass. They moved to the bed and Lucy was positioned on all fours. Oaks entered her pussy and thrust back and forth. Mrs. Stone applied lubricant to her fingers and worked them over Lucy’s ass before inserting a finger. Lucy gave little resistance and the housekeeper looked up at Oaks and smiled then a second finger joined the first. Oaks withdrew and Mrs. Stone smeared lubricant over his erection. She directed his knob onto the virgin asshole; he held Lucy’s hips and pushed his bulbous knob in. Lucy let out a cry but Oaks held firm and pushed in further. Lucy was both scared and excited, strange feelings shot through her body and her muscles gradually began to relax and accept the thick shaft probing deeper into her anus. Oaks felt her relax and began moving back and forth. Mrs. Stone teased Lucy’s clit and finger fucked her as she watched Oaks pound Lucy’s ass. His face turned bright red and Mrs. Stone knew he was about to cum. His strokes became short and fast then he groaned loudly and deposited sperm deep in Lucy’s ass. Lucy felt the hot cum spurt and a tingle raced through her body causing her to cry, “Oh Lord, dear Lord, Ooh, ooh, ooh!” Oaks, as usual, left the room quickly, leaving Mrs. Stone to continue fondling Lucy. “You did just fine, the Lord is very proud of you,” Mrs. Stone whispered into Lucy’s ear as she thumbed her clit and lazily probed her pussy with three fingers.



Lucy felt Oaks’ cock in her mouth, pussy and finally, her ass after church on Sunday and again on Tuesday and Friday. Every session began with a reading from the good book. Lucy lay on the bed with her legs spread wide apart and Oaks would kneel and open the bible on her pussy and as he read he rubbed it back and forth. He seemed hornier than normal and would frequently have Lucy jerk or suck his cock whenever they happened to be in the same room, not that he ejaculated mind, just for a little while. He liked to bend her over, lift her dress, pull her underwear down and rub his hard dick along her pussy lips and over her ass. This would get Lucy so aroused she would go to her room and masturbate.



Phelps delivered the sermon with his usual gusto and afterwards Lucy went home for a visit with her parents. She was to be back at the Oaks residence at 6:00pm and her father agreed to take her. Her parents were happy; Oaks’ man was a good worker and had made their lives easier. On the way back, Lucy told her father she had almost enough money to make her move to the city.



Lucy finished bathing and met Mrs. Stone in the hallway. “I thought the Reverend’s sermon was particularly good today,” she said.



“Yes, Ma’am,” Lucy replied.



“Remember what he said about accepting all the gifts the Lord has seen fit to grace us with. If you please him I feel sure your dreams and prayers of living in the big city will be answered. Be at the study in one hour and put these on,” the housekeeper handed Lucy a small bundle.



Lucy sat on her bed full of excitement. Her savings had grown and she was impatient to leave, perhaps today the Lord would finally make it happen. She fussed with her hair and applied a little make-up and perfume as Mrs. Stone had shown her. Her attention moved to the bundle and she separated the items. There was a pair of silk stockings, a corset and a pair of lacy underwear all in black. Lucy ran her hands over the material; she had never touched anything so fine before. She quickly put them on and stood in front of the mirror. The corset rested below her ample breasts and pushed them up and out. She attached the stockings to the suspenders and caressed her thighs, the luxurious silk made her feel sexy and when she put on the underwear she discovered they were open at the crotch. She looked at herself in the mirror, slid a hand down between her legs and rubbed her wet pussy while the other one played with her tits.



“Come,” boomed Oaks and Lucy opened the door to the study and was met by Oaks who was naked and sporting a full erection. He ogled her for a moment and commented on how desirable she looked in her outfit as he stroked his cock. The room was lit by candles and he led her over to the bay window. Several naked men sat on chairs in a semi-circle stroking their erections. On the floor in front of them were large cushions and as Lucy’s eyes adjusted to the candlelight she saw Mrs. Stone laying on them with a large man thrusting into her. He stopped when he saw her and climbed off the housekeeper, his big cock glistening with pussy juice in the candlelight. Lucy recognised him as the county magistrate then she noticed Reverend Phelps, his bony hand stroking his cock as he stared at her lecherously. Her eyes scanned each chair and she was reminded of the front row of pews in church. There was Sherriff Cade, Doc Walthrop and Mayor Hubley.



“The Lord has seen fit to bring these fine, God-fearing gentlemen here tonight to help you, Lucy. If you please them the reward will be enough to see you all the way to the city. Mrs. Stone is going there next week and you could accompany her,” Oaks told her softly.



Lucy felt a rush of excitement at the thought of actually being in the city in one week. Oaks led her in front of the chairs as Mrs. Stone grabbed her robe and left the study. Oaks and the magistrate sat in their chairs and Lucy glanced from one to the next. She felt their eyes burn into her as they played with themselves then Oaks said, “Lucy, my Dear, play with your lovely breasts.”



Lucy cupped her hands onto her tits, squeezing and jiggling them, pulling and pinching the nipples to erection. On Oaks’ instruction she turned away from them, bent over and fingered her pussy. Her employer sat in the end chair on Lucy’s left and he beckoned her to him. She bent over and sucked his dick briefly then was passed on to the next chair. The Reverend sat in the last chair and after she had sucked his cock Oaks told her to lie on the cushions. Oaks went first and fucked Lucy for a few minutes followed by the other five men. She was then gang fucked for two hours, cocks entered her pussy, ass and mouth as her hands jerked others until the men were spent. She lay on the cushions, cum filled all of her holes and was splattered over her body. The men sat back in their chairs as their cocks became limp and stared down at her. All except for the Reverend that is, Lucy noticed his cock hardening again.



“Ready to give her another fucking I see, Reverend,” chuckled the Mayor and with that, Phelps lifted his bony frame out of the chair and climbed on top of Lucy. His dick slid easily into her cum-filled cunt and he banged away for a while before turning her over and fucking her in the ass until he came again.



“Time for brandy I think gentlemen,” Oaks declared, “Lucy, you may leave us.” He handed her an envelope and she left the study and hurried along to the bathroom. She sat on the edge of the bathtub and fumbled in her excitement to open the envelope. It was more money than she had ever seen and she fell onto her knees and tearfully thanked the Lord for his kindness.



So it was all set. Lucy would accompany Mrs. Stone to the city on Thursday. She said farewell to her parents who were pleased she was finally realising her dream and boarded the train at precisely 1:30 in the afternoon. The journey took a full thirty hours and as Lucy left the noise and bustle of the station, she entered the noise and bustle of the big city street. She had never seen so many people or buildings so tall, it was all she had dreamt it to be.



A Mr. Kovic met them outside the station and led them to his carriage. As they made their way through the busy city Lucy gazed in wonder at the throngs of people, street merchants and sheer liveliness of the place compared to Caleb County. The carriage pulled up outside an impressive brownstone building. Two stone pillars at the bottom of a wide set of steps led up to a massive wooden door. Bronze plaques on the pillars were engraved with, ’137 GRANGE’ and below, ‘PRIVATE.’ Kovic took the baggage, climbed the stairs and knocked heavily on the door. A small square opened in the door then a few seconds later the entire door opened up.



“Hi Grace, nice to see you again, and who is this you have with you?” an attractive, ginger haired lady asked.



“This is Lucy Holt. Lucy say hello to Millie McDowell,” Mrs. Stone replied with a happy voice. Millie runs this place and it’s where you’ll be staying for the time being.”

Kirsty could feel the anticipation tingling all over her body now as she walked down the hotel with Pete. He had told her to meet him at the Hilton Hotel in Newcastle at 9pm on the dot, to wear her favorite black dress and no underwear. He had been quite explicit in these instructions, she couldn’t wait to find out what he had planned for her.



Pete and Kirsty had been together for 3 months now after they met at the Brothel she worked in. He had been more than happy with her continuing to work there, which delighted Kirsty. She didn’t have to worry about keeping this part of her life secret like many of the girls working there did.



Kirsty’s life was good, she had a man who clearly adored her, a job that paid her well, and satisfied her constant need for sex.



Pete came out when Kirsty knocked on the door of room 312.



“Hi babe.” He said kissing her. “You look stunning.”



“Thanks darling.” She replied. “So what have you got in store for me then?” She was desperate to find out now.



“All will be revealed!” Pete replied. “But I need you to put this on first.” Handing her a blindfold.



Kirsty smiled, she loved games like this, putting herself completely in Pete’s hands suited her submissive nature.



Pete helped her tie the blindfold, positioned her in front of the door then slid the zip down on the back of her dress. It fell to the floor leaving her naked apart from her high heels. She felt so vulnerable standing in a hotel corridor naked, but her trust in Pete was complete.



“If you want to stop at any time you tell me.” Pete whispered in her ear. “I won’t let any happen that you’re not comfortable with.”



Kirsty nodded an agreement, she could barely speak now, she was almost shaking with anticipation.



“I love you. Pete told her as he opened the door to usher her in.



“I love you babe.” She whispered to him before following him into the room.



Kirsty could see nothing, hear nothing. Pete led her to the bed and sat her down. The next few seconds felt like years before she felt someone sit next to her on the bed, putting his hand on her leg and caressing her thigh. He had rough hands so it wasn’t Pete, she knew that much. She was getting wetter by the second now.



A second man then sat the other side of her now, starting to touch her tits, kissing her neck as he did so. How many men had Pete got in here, she had told him once that her biggest fantasy was a huge gangbang, the more men the better. Could this be it?



The men moved her into the middle of the bed and laid her down. Immediately she felt a pair of hands opening her legs, kissing up the inside of her legs before licking gently at her pussy. Kirsty groaned out loud, it felt wonderful, she was overwhelmed with feeling of lust now.



She next felt a cock pressing against her lips, she happily let it into her mouth, sucking as deeply on it as she could. It felt huge, bigger than Pete. She really had no idea how many men were in the room with her, she was desperate to take off the blindfold but knew this was part of the game and went with it.



The man licking her was now working more intensely on her clit, Kirsty could feel her first orgasm approaching. She let the cock out of her mouth to scream with joy as she came. It felt like she was going to explode. The action was quickening now though, so she had no time to recover, a cock was quickly thrust deep into her, making her cry out with shock and pleasure.



Kirsty then felt another cock the other side of her head, she was now alternating between the 2 men while a third fucked her. It felt amazing. This went on for about another minute before the man pulled out of her. A second or 2 later she felt a familiar warm drop land on her tits, then more over her belly, then some on her pussy. It felt do dirty, so nice.



Another pair of lips and tongue were soon exploring her wet slit, licking up and down, probing her open hole as deeply as he could. Again, this was soon replaced by a cock, thrusting hard into her. There was very little finesse in the fucking she was getting but this really didn’t matter, all she wanted was hard cock after cock.



The man repeated exactly what the first had done, he pulled out and shot a huge load of semen over her stomach and pussy. Another cock soon replaced the last, fucking her hard. She still had the same 2 cocks in her mouth so this must this was 5 she had worked out. How many more? It was unbelievable, just what she had fantasised about for all these years.



Kirsty worked hard on the man to her left with her mouth now, she could feel his cock starting to tense now. She had learnt to tell exactly when her man was going to come in her few months as a prostitute. The man let out a grunt and released his load into her mouth, Kirsty swallowed some but the load was huge so she let his cock out of her mouth, sending the rest of his spunk over her face.



Almost the same second, Kirsty felt the cock inside her explode, flooding her cunt with hot semen. There was a break in the action for a few seconds after this which made Kirsty wonder if 5 was all Pete had arranged. She really hoped not, she would willingly take on 50 men now if she could.



“Are you ok love?” Pete asked her. “Do you need a break for a bit?”



“No I’m fine darling.” She answered. “How many more have you got for me?”



“I suppose you can take your blindfold off now.” Pete told her. “Are you ready for a surprise?”



Kirsty slipped the blindfold off and looked around. All she could see was naked men in various states of arousal. She tried to take it in and work out how many there was. The room was huge, there must have been around a dozen men there plus Pete, with his camcorder in hand. He had also got a camera on a tripod with a light set up. He was living out his dream of being a porn director, and he was clearly having a great time.



Kirsty took a couple of seconds in the bathroom to clean herself up before heading back out for more.



For the next half an hour she took on another 6 men, all taking turns to fuck her, and for her to suck them. They again covered her in come, her face, tits, stomach and pussy were covered. She was also full again as a couple of the men had came inside her. It all felt so filthy and nice, the reality was even better than her dreams about doing this.



“Do any of you want to fuck my arse?” Kirsty asked invitingly, moving onto all fours and wiggling her bum in the air. She hadn’t even bothered to clean up this time, she just wanted more.



A man came forward to take her up on her offer. He was black and about 6ft 4, he also had a huge cock, about 9 inches Kirsty thought. She would have preferred something a bit smaller to start with anally but she wasn’t going to stop him.



The man planted a tender kiss on both of her bum cheeks before pulling her cheeks apart, revealing her tight arsehole. He flicked his tongue around her rim, gently working it gently inside her. Kirsty was quivering with pleasure now, being rimmed was one of her favourite sexual treats, she was delighted that someone was doing it for her before the fucking started.



He carried on for a good couple of minutes before slipping a lubricated finger inside her anus. Her worked more lube in and inserted a second finger, keeping them inside her until she was comfortable.



“I’ll take it slowly.” The man told her. “Tell me if it hurts you too much.”



All of the men so far had been so respectful to her, no-one had tried anything stupid, and they were all courteous enough to ask her before they did anything.



When the man edged the tip of his cock inside her, Kirsty nearly jumped off the bed. It felt as large as it looked, and had her in quite a bit of pain. The man must have realized this and stopped for a second until Kirsty was used to it. She considered stopping him for a brief second, then decided to carry on.



It did eventually get easier, the man was able to edge his entire length into her before finally starting to fuck her tight hole. She had never felt anything like it, never did she think that she’d be able to take a cock of that size in here arse. The pain had now turned to pleasure though, it felt really nice.



“I’m going to come.” The man told her after a couple of minutes. “Where do you want it?”



“Come in my arse.” Kirsty told him. “I want it inside me.”



After a few more thrusts the man came deep in her hole. She could feel it twitching and releasing the hot liquid into her.



“Thank you.” The man said to her. “You’re fantastic.”



Kirsty smiled and blushed a little, she felt proud that these men were so into her. She remained on all fours and another man took his place behind her. He again licked her bumhole, really working his tongue in and out of her now slippery ring. She wasn’t expecting anyone to do this after the first man had come inside her, he didn’t care though, taking his time to savor her arse.



When he finally fucked her, the man lasted no more than about 30 seconds before he too came inside her. At least a couple more men did this to her before she finally called for a break again.



“There’s one more thing I want to try while I’ve got you all here.” Kirsty told them. “Double penetrate me, it’s the one thing I’ve never tried. I’ve got to do it tonight, who’s up for it?l



2 men came forward immediately, erections in hand, ready to go. One laid flat on the bed, allowing Kirsty to straddle him, sinking her wet pussy down onto his hard 7″ cock. Kirsty leant forward putting her big round tits into his face for the man to lick. The man did this while holding her bum cheeks apart for the other man. Kirsty soon felt the tip of a cock entering her bum.



The pleasure was immense. She had never felt so full, she was now even more stretched than when the black man had fucked her. The man began to fuck, the man on top pressing Kirsty down onto the other man. The angle now meant that the man’s pubic bone was grinding against Clitoris. The orgasm that followed was unbelievable, Kirsty flopped down on the man beneath her, nearly passing out.



Both men carried on fucking her hard. Kirsty was feeling so drained after her orgasm, she wanted to stop now, but barely had the energy left to speak, let alone stop them. The man fucking her arse grabbed a handful of her hair and rammed his cock into her as hard as he could, shouting obscenities as unloaded his spunk into her bum.



The man below held her bum cheeks and continued to pound his cock into her pussy. Kirsty then felt another cock pressing at her slick arsehole, before sliding deep inside her. Thankfully for Kirsty, this man didn’t last long before he also came in her arse, followed shortly after by the man in her pussy.



“Stop lads.” Kirsty asked them. “I really don’t think I can take anymore.”



She could see about 6 of them still sporting sizeable erections, but there was no way she could take anymore fucking.



“Why don’t you lads wank over her.” Pete suggested. “I’m sure she wouldn’t mind that.”



Kirsty nodded her agreement and flopped down on the bed. The 6 men that were ready joined her, positioned all around her. One by one they came, raining semen down on her face, hair, tits, stomach and pussy. At least another 3 men managed to get hard and come again before they were done. She was covered.



Kirsty went for a shower while the men got changed and left. Pete was seeing the last 2 of them out as she emerged wrapped in a towel.



“So was your gangbang as good as you always hoped?” Pete asked her.



“Better.” She said. “I’ve never felt anything like that DP, I felt so full. I only wish it had been you I tried it with first.”



“Don’t worry, I’ll get my chance soon enough.” Pete said. “Besides, I really enjoyed watching you having such a good time. And we’ve got the video to relive it again!”



“Give me a couple of days before we watch it though won’t you?” Kirsty asked him. “I think I may need a few days off before I let you near me again!”



Kirsty was out of action for over a week in the end. She even had to take a few days off work to recover. She could tell after a few days that Pete was starting to get frustrated, he hadn’t even joined in on the gangbang, choosing to film it all instead.



“Do you mind if I visit the house again?” Pete asked her. “I really need sex and I know it’ll hurt you. I just can’t wait much longer.”



Kirsty thought about it for a moment. At least he’d been honest with her, rather than just going with someone. It also felt better him doing this rather than going to pick a girl up. At least there would be no emotional involvement.



“Do it.” She told him. “I can’t expect you to wait.”



“You sure?” He said, giving her one last chance to change her mind.



“Yeah, Beth is in today, go and visit her, you’ll like her.” Kirsty told him.



Pete went to see Beth that night, he hadn’t met her before and was immediately attracted to her size 16 figure, 42DD tits and long dark hair. She was bigger and different looking to most of the girls working in these kind of places. She had pale skin rather than the usual fake tan, and was very natural, nothing false about her at all.



“What can I do for you darling?” She asked Pete.



“Would anal be ok?” He asked.



“Yeah, no problem.” She replied. “Anything else you’d like?”



“Would you pee on me?” He asked.



“Yeah, I don’t see why not.” Beth replied.



Pete paid Beth for the hour and chatted while he gave him a massage. Pete explained to her that Kirsty was his girlfriend and what they’d done at the weekend. Beth wasn’t shocked, she knew Kirsty and her man got up to some wild things, she just hadn’t met him until now.



Beth had a slightly less wild lifestyle these days. She had been settled with her fiancé for 2 years now, he knew what she did for a living and didn’t mind, but had no interest in doing the kind of things Kirsty & Pete did. Beth felt a slight moment of jealousy, she had always fancied the idea of a gangbang or orgy with John but she knew it would never happen.



Beth spent the next 10 minutes giving Pete the standard service. He laid back while she sucked his cock before rolling on a condom and riding him. She was enjoying her own little fantasy of being surrounded by a dozen cocks as Kirsty had been and ended up coming, the first time in ages this had happened with a client. She had almost forgotten about Pete for a moment!



“Sorry.” She said blushing. “I got a bit carried away there!”



“Don’t apologize.” He replied. “Glad you’re enjoying it.”



“Do you mind if I suck you again so you come?” Beth asked him. “I get really sensitive down there when I come.”



“Course not.” Pete said with a smile.



Beth decided to give him a treat and took the condom off, taking his swollen length into her mouth. She sucked his entire length, taking him in deeper each mouthful until she could feel his pubes against her nose. Pete couldn’t last long, he soon groaned in appreciation and released a huge load into Beth’s mouth. She held onto his entire load before depositing it into a tissue next to the bed.



“Now I know why you needed to visit me!” She said to him smiling.



They spent the next few minutes chatting. Beth had been drinking large glasses of water since Pete had come in, getting ready for his next request.



“Right, I need the bathroom.” She announced. “Care to join me?”



Pete followed her across the landing to the bathroom.



“Do you want to sit in the shower and I’ll stand over you?” Beth asked him.



Pete nodded and did as she directed. He got a great view of Beth’s neatly trimmed snatch as she got into position. Pete had always been attracted to bigger girls, Beth looked fantastic to him, she wasn’t at all self conscious about her curvy body as some girls could be.



“Right, where do you want it.” She asked him.



“Anywhere.” He replied. “I love it all over me.



Beth started to let go and a small stream of clear urine started to trickle over his stomach and cock. It felt delightfully warm. It soon became a stream, she was really letting go now. Beth aimed her stream higher up his chest, then aimed a small bit at his face, testing the water. Pete didn’t flinch, making it clear it was fine. Beth finished off peeing all over his face until she was done.



“God that was nice!” Pete told her.



Beth smiled, she wasn’t really into watersports but loved seeing that she had satisfied her man.



After a quick shower they moved back to the bedroom. They had 20 minutes left, Pete was as hard as a rock again and was ready to take Beth’s arse. She applied some lubricant to herself and a new condom onto Pete’s cock, lubing him up also.



Beth got onto all fours, presenting her plump, rounded arse to him. Pete got in behind and tasted her arse first. He worked his tongue around her rim, tasting the strawberry flavored lubricant and Beth’s natural taste.



Pete then replaced his tongue with his cock, and gradually edged it inch by inch into Beth’s arse. Her initial sharp intake of breath soon gave way to a small whimper of pleasure as her arse opened for him. Pete started to fuck her, slowly at first until she let him know she wanted it harder. He happily obliged, plunging his rock hard length into her until he filled the condom with another load of his seed.



Pete was totally spent now. This was exactly what he needed. He kissed Beth on the cheek and made his way home to his girlfriend. Things were coming along nicely.

Roughly seven months in to Fiona’s new job role I received a phone call from Francis asking if I could pop down for a little chat. Yeah of course I can I told him and didn’t really think much of it as from what I could make out from the big cheques landing through our door, Fiona’s attributes had been doing the trick for his business. Still I arranged to meet him that afternoon and headed over there and knocked on his door at around two in the afternoon.



“Ali, glad you could come down, have a seat.” Francis said ushering me towards the one in front of his desk.



“Is there a problem then Francis, I hope Fiona is still performing well and earning us all some cash?” I joked with him with a big smile on my face and he laughed with me and confirmed that Fiona was still a prize asset.



“No Fiona is working just fine, in fact she’s just attending to a problematic bit of business now, you know these Russian bastards drive a particularly hard bargain at times, so thank god we have Fiona on hand to facilitate these tough negotiations.



“Any chance I can get a look at what she’s up to, I’ve not had that many opportunities to see her at work should we say?” I said to Francis who nodded of course as he could hardly deny me when if it wasn’t for me he’d have no Fiona to whore for his clients.



He reached out and aimed a remote at the big plasma TV on the wall and it pinged in to life and a big camera from Fiona’s office filled the screen as well as her noisy squeals of passion as she took a big Russians cock in her cunt from behind on the big sofas. Sitting on one of the stools naked and sporting a solid erection was a smaller man.



“The big man fucking Fiona is Artur and the man on the stool is Vadim, both very wealthy and very powerful men over in Russia and with Fiona’s help we’ll be able to strike up a very lucrative partnership,” he said, “But that’s not why I called you here Ali,” Francis said turning my attention away from my whore doing what she did best and taking cock.



“Ok, so what’s up?” I asked glancing back at the screen every now and then to watch Fiona in action.



“I’ve had to sack Steve Jesson, the useless bastard has lost the morale of his department because he’s such a prick and now we are serious danger of losing a good contract, Fiona already had to spend a whole day sweetening him up when Steve first fucked up the order, now it’s looking like we aren’t going to meet the second deadline as the staff won’t do fuck all,” he said looking at me in a fairly desperate way.



“Well how does this involve me Francis, I don’t quite get you?” I said.



“Would I be able to use Fiona as a bargaining chip with the staff on just that department and contract, they work like fuck to hit deadline and Fiona tends to a few needs?” he asked, still looking desperate.



“What benefits do I get out of it, it’s not like you’re getting any extra financial reward so how will I be rewarded?” I asked simply before turning to watch Fiona as she was laid out on her back ready to accept Vadim’s seven inches.



“I’m sure we could work out a percentage of the order if deadlines are hit,” Francis said.



“A percentage of that order and whatever Fiona is earning for you now add two per cent on to hers and my cut,” I said turning back to the screen as Fiona squealed out an orgasm and came on the Russian’s cock.



“Deal,” he said looking pleased with himself again knowing that he had a secret weapon at his disposal.



“When and how are you going to get the staff to hear, see and agree to your proposition?” I asked him.



“Well I’m holding a meeting with them after shift tonight when the warehouse will be on change over and less people about, I’ll then spell it out and I was thinking of getting Fiona to give a little demonstration as to what was on offer. I’m sure there may be some negotiating but I’m prepaired for that,” he told me.



“Negotiating? How’d you mean?” I asked.



“Well the deadline isn’t until Christmas but we are so far behind they might want regular incentive sessions shall we say to keep their foot on the gas for the next four or five months,” he said.



“I see Francis, well for each time Fiona has to conduct this extra work I’ll expect a handsome cheque through the post and I’m sure you know what I mean by handsome don’t you Francis?” I smiled and we both laughed as he nodded and said he understood.



“Another thing, I’d like to stick around to see this meeting and the workforce Fiona will be looking after,” I said, “And is there some where I can go and watch this in peace?” I asked pointing towards the screen.



“Yeah sure use Derek’s office he’s out today, if you need me I’ll be in here until Fiona’s done then I’ll be with them hopefully sealing the deal in writing, I’ll knock on when we go to the warehouse,” he said as I went to exit his office.



I stopped as something came to me, “Francis, don’t let Fiona know I’m here until we head to the meeting.”



“Sure,” he said and then I left and headed to watch the rest of Fiona in action.



I don’t know how long Fiona had been in with the two Russian blokes before I arrived at two but I was still watching her at three fifteen as she crammed Artur’s big Russian dick back in to her own arsehole, before sitting down on it completely and then laying back against his big hairy Russian chest and without the need to be asked or reminded she splayed her legs and held them back at the knee and told the other Russian, Vadim to fill her cunt.



He like so many before him didn’t need a second invitation and easily slid his cock inside her well fucked and lubricated pussy to fill her pussy like his mate was filling her arsehole beneath them. By three twenty five her cunt and arse had done the trick and by three twenty seven she was on the balls of her feet between the two cleaning off their cocks. Sperm was stringing from both her holes almost touching the floor before it broke off and pooled underneath her.



Once satisfied that she’d cleaned off their dicks they spoke some Russian and walked away from her to where their clothes were and like Fiona I watched them dress and then head to the door, Fiona had staggered to the door on her wobbly legs and before they left she said something that she said to all the clients she entertained.



“Thank you for using my mouth, pussy and arsehole with your big cocks, it’s all part of the service,” she said totally straight faced as if it was normal for her now, well after seven months I suppose it was.



As the last Russian left the door, Vadim, turned and in English but with a heavy Russian accent said to Fiona, “Fucking English trash whore,” and then calmly walked away leaving Fiona motionless at the door but still she seemed unconcerned by what he’d said. She was now so used to being used and humiliated by rich powerful men that she’d heard it all before.



I watched Fiona clean up and take a shower in her adjoining wet room and then dress again in one of the many outfits she’d been bought by the men involved in her new role, today she’d left work in a trouser and blouse combo but was now slipping on a small pair of frilly crutch less white knickers that her puffy pussy lips still poked through. She then put her white stockings and suspenders on with a garter belt and slipped in to and then buckled up her white high heels. The bra she put on was a peephole that was designed to have a frilly piece of material either side of her dark areola where her swollen nipple could poke and point out from. She fixed her hair and make-up in the mirror and was back looking like a total fucking slut in no time at all.



She then left the room.



I looked around for a remote like the one Francis had and found it on the filing cabinet in the corner of Derek’s room and saw that from it I was able to flick through the various cameras, expertly installed by Francis’s mate and his two young helpers if you can remember. I flicked past Francis’s room and saw him laughing and joking with the Russians, obviously Fiona’s skills had had a good effect. I eventually found Fiona on the camera that was in the waiting area just as you came out the lift.



She was sat on a stool that was turned round so that she was leaning over the back with her tits hanging over her arms and her back and pushed out bum facing towards the lift, I liked what they made her do I’d seen her in this position many times before when I’d logged in to the cameras. She was made to sit like this until she was called upon by any of the directors or managers or if required a client. After an hour of sitting like this the lift dinged and Robin Wilfindon followed by John Dryden walked in to the area.



“Even after seven months you can’t get bored of a view like that when you enter the office can you John?” he said turning and laughing and john joined in instantly as he strode towards Fiona.



“You certainly can’t Robin,” he said stepping up behind her and from the look on Fiona’s face at least three fingers had just entered her well fucked cunt, “You been entertaining our clients again you fucking whore?” he said as I watched her face screw up and his arm behind her piston in and out a few times, his fingers violating her cunt through the opening in her knickers.



“Yes Mr Dryden I have,” she said through gritted teeth as he continued to invade her.



Removing his hand he held it to his nose and sniffed and then walked round to the front of Fiona and pushed it in to her mouth for her to clean him up, once done he smiled at her, pulled her nipples and walked off laughing before shouting, “Keep up the good work.”



Again Fiona was left on her own sat on the stool, exposed, on show like a trophy or ornament, obediently waiting to be called upon or allowing herself to be felt up, fondled and fingered by whoever wanted too. I heard Robin and John enter the other office, Robin’s I assumed and then twenty minutes later I heard Francis in the corridor as he went to show the two Russians Vadim & Artur out towards the door next to where Fiona was displayed.



I watched Fiona as the voices could be heard walking down the corridor and as they came in to view on the edge of the screen she looked and smiled towards the three men approaching her. They continued walking until they were stood in front and to the side of Fiona where Francis began to speak to the two Russians.



“Well Vadim, Artur, thank you for signing up with us to what shall hopefully be a very lucrative partnership,” he paused a moment and reached out for Fiona’s right nipple which he pinched between his finger and thumb before rolling it around so that she moaned a little, “And if there is anything we can do for you in the future don’t hesitate to call upon us will you?” he said smiling at Fiona.



“Your hospitability has been most generous Francis,” Vadim said smirking at Fiona, “We’ll be sure to bare you in mind,” he said as he reached out for Fiona’s left breast and stroked in gently before smiling and heading towards the lift with Artur in tow.



Once they’d left Francis strode over too Fiona with a massive grin on his face and a purpose in his stride, and as soon as he was in reach of Fiona he lashed out with his right hand and slapped her hard on the bottom.



“Arrrghhh,” she squealed and recoiled at the unexpected punishment to her bottom.



He then stood behind her and pulled her head back by the hair and made her arch her back pushing her tits out, he lowered his head nearer her ear and said, “You are one fantastic fucking whore Fiona, another big deal in the bag thanks to that cunt of yours,” he then released her head and she resumed the position.



“Thank you Mr Mulherne,” she said after him as he strode away.



With Fiona not knowing I was on the premises it was good for me to see how she acted and was treated, I know I have the camera system rigged up at home but I don’t and can’t sit and watch all day although I’d really like too. I looked at the clock and realised I didn’t have to long to wait for this meeting that Francis wanted to hold nothing much was happening with Fiona as she sat like a good whore.



As the clock ticked round to five o clock I noticed Fiona getting slightly agitated and kept looking at the clock, I wondered if she was made to stay there until told otherwise, which would make sense so I presumed that she was beginning to wonder why she was still sat on the stool, left there, abandoned. By ten past she was even more agitated and it wasn’t until she heard an office door open, as I did, that she sat still as obviously instructed.



A moment later there was a knock on the door and Francis popped his head in and said, “Come on its meeting time.”



I clicked off the TV with the remote and followed him out towards Fiona.



Before we reached the waiting area he stopped at a cupboard and pulled out a long trench jacket and carried it with him towards where Fiona was seated. When we came in to the waiting area her face was one of puzzlement and anticipation as she saw me heading towards her with a devious grin on my face.



“Whore,” I said at her.



“Owner,” she said, “What are you,” she went to say but I held my finger to my lip and she instantly went quiet.



“It doesn’t matter why I’m here whore, that’s my business. Good work with the two Russians by the way I can’t wait for that cheque to land,” I said as she lowered her eyes almost ashamed that I’d watched her whore herself for the company in order to seal the deal, even though she knew I knew all about it.



“Her put this on, we have a meeting and things to attend to down in the warehouse,” Francis said helping her from the stool and handing her the long coat.



Fiona pulled it on and fastened the buttons and belt down and across the front ensuring that she was covered and fastened properly, her heels and stocking covered calves could be seen but without knowing she was in peephole gear you’d say she was in business attire.



I followed behind Francis and Fiona down the lift and then through a series of doors and corridors and past some racking and shelving. Like Francis had said the warehouse was almost deserted at this moment with just a few stragglers going to clock out, the night shift wasn’t due on till six so all was quiet. We eventually came to the far end of the warehouse where in front of a little office standing around a few pallets with boxes on stood eight men in dusty clothes and Hi-Viz vests.



Following Francis as he strode in to the middle of the half sort of circle all the men hushed up as their boss stood before them.



“Right gentlemen,” he began as Fiona and myself stood just behind him waiting as he conducted the meeting that I knew the contents of, but Fiona did not, “You’ll be aware that Steve has had to be relieved of his position due to him totally fucking up the order, morale seems to be low and productivity has dropped to ridiculously low amounts and it’s not good enough. We need this deadline at Christmas meeting but we are well behind,” he said.



There was a few murmurings from the men and like Francis I got the feeling that the men weren’t too keen on busting their balls to get the job done so he went straight in with the incentive offer.



“Now I’m getting the feeling that the willingness to work six day weeks for the next few months to see the order out is not going down to well so how would an incentive bonus for you all help persuade you to help me out?” he asked all the men but was looking at the older guy in the green Hi-Viz emblazoned with the words team leader for an answer.



“Well it depends on the incentive Mr Mulherene, Steve screwed us real bad down here and a lot of us feel you as a company don’t give to hoots about us,” the team leader said as nods of approval from the men followed his statement.



“You’ll be financially rewarded for any overtime you do but I also have a different sort of incentive that may appeal to you guys, although it’s a little different and your absolute discretion would have to be a must. Any disclosure of such an incentive to other employees will firstly result in the incentive being removed, then the big mouth will be fired and he’ll ruin what I feel is an incentive better than anything you’ve had before,” Francis said to green vest laying it out without giving away the finer details.



I’d already noticed Fiona shuffle uneasily on her feet when Francis was talking about incentives so I knew her well enough to know that she had probably figured what the incentive would be involving.



“Are we interested lads?” green vest asked the seven others who still seemed a little sceptical.



Eventually he was told they were interested depending on what was additionally on offer.



I looked around the group surveying who was next in line to be granted access to Fiona’s attributes. Green vest, the team leader was probably mid-fifties and quite a thin man, the others were all younger probably ranging between eighteen and late thirties. A couple of them looked scruffy and tired , one or two were tall and strong and athletically built, but I noticed that none of them were wearing wedding rings, not that it meant none were married, it just made me assume that Francis’s job of convincing them wouldn’t be met with too much obstruction if all the men were single.



“Come here Fiona,” Francis said, not even looking at her as he pointed to the floor in front of him.



She hesitantly walked and stood in front of Francis only to be told to turn round and face the men, which she did and stood looking at the eight pairs of eyes on her. It was obvious that the men knew her, and had seen her around but more than likely in her old job role so the looks of confusion were expected from the men.



As Francis began addressing the men again he reached from behind Fiona and began undoing her belt and then her buttons beginning at the top, “You’ll probably all know Fiona from her time as our accounts manager,” he began her belt flopping loose and her top button of six popping open, “Well seven months ago some new attributes and skills that Fiona possesses were identified and she’s now got a new job role,” he continued as I moved in to a different position to see the next two buttons come open and her cleavage begin to show. “The skills Fiona has help us win contracts and seal deals so she is readily equipped to help you men achieve the desired outcome in December,” he said as the coat came open and her tits and nipples came in to full view for the men and the mood seemed to instantly lighten.



He bent down to undo the last two buttons that were the only things stopping her pussy being seen and as they fell open smiles spread across all the faces of the men before us as well as hushed remarks and sniggering, he eased the coat from her shoulders and tossed it on a box to the side, Francis then slapped the inside of her thighs and she slid her feet apart a fraction. Not enough for Francis as he slapped her a bit harder and she went shoulder width apart with her legs.



He then came and stood to the side of her and began talking to the men again as if conducting a presentation with Fiona as his prop, “I think you’ll all agree that Fiona here is one fine piece of pussy?” he asked looking at the men for response.



Eventually one of the taller, younger more well-built men spoke up breaking the awkward silence, “Yeah she’s looking good for an older bird, certainly looks better like this than in those expensive suits.”



And then the others all began voicing their agreement, some choosing to comment on her tits but nearly all agreeing with the big lad that she looked better like this than in her previous role. And Francis smiled knowing that his plan was moving along nicely.



“Yes I have to agree, the suits she used to wear are nothing to what she has to wear in her office nowadays,” Francis said, “Anyway this is how I envisage the incentive system working, ” he began. “For the first month I will look at the production rates at the end of each week on the Sunday, if I’m happy that you lads are keeping your end of the deal then Fiona here will visit this department first thing Monday morning and she will stay here until she has gave each of you your weekly incentive,” he said and looked around the men as they smiled and continued to stare at Fiona’s tits and pussy.

“There are just over three months until the order’s deadline, the first months of weekly incentives will be delivered by Fiona’s very able and willing mouth,” he said pointing and then pushing a couple of fingers past her lips, “Turn around and bend over but keep your legs nice and wide, then reach round and spread your cheeks,” he then said to Fiona and in amazement jaws dropped as Fiona complied and opened her cheeks to the men to show them her wonderful holes.



“Hit targets after the first month the incentives get better, the second month of weekly incentives will be delivered by her tight wet pussy,” he said as he pushed first one finger and then two in to her cunt and proceeded to pump her for a few seconds as she held herself open and rocked back and forth.



“This is fucking insane,” someone said in the group but we didn’t catch who it was so Francis continued.



“Yes it may be insane whoever said that but tell me another company that offers incentives like this to fulfil orders, so anyone not happy can leave now and expect their P45 in the post,” Francis said looking at the group who were now silent and didn’t move, “Good, now if you get your fingers out and are well on course after month two then during the third month Fiona will be making sure you stay on track by letting you fuck her tight little arsehole won’t you Fiona?” he said to her as he fed a finger in to her rectum and she moaned deeply, “I said won’t you Fiona?”



“Yes Mr Mulherne,” she gasped as he pushed his finger deeper.



“Colin,” Francis shouted over looking at the man in the team leader vest.



“Yeah,” he said adjusting his feet and the bulge in his dusty jeans.



“You’re not shy are you?” Francis asked him removing his finger from her anus and telling her to stand up and face the men.



“You know me Francis, I’m not a shy man,” he said laughing.



“Good because as your team leader you get to receive the incentive first and in full just so you know I’m not shitting you and all the rest of you guys get to see what you can have if you do the work, you ok being watched Colin? You’re not one of these that gets stage fright are you?” Francis said laughing as he pushed Fiona forward a little so that she was stood alone in the middle of the eight warehousemen and me and Francis.



“Fuck you Francis,” Colin said striding forward already unbuttoning his jeans, “You know what Francis, I know Stevie Jesson turned out to be a grade A prick, but me and the lads here think that if it wasn’t for this bitch fucking her over he wouldn’t of turned out like he did,” he said as he pushed his jeans to the floor in front of Fiona and looked her in the eyes.



“Forget Jesson now Colin he’s gone, all I care about is this order and this is my way of helping you guys to get it done,” he said to him.



“Don’t worry boss it’ll get done,” he said, “Now how about you get on your knees and give me part one of my incentive,” he said to Fiona who looked at him briefly and then sunk to her knees on the cold concrete dusty floor.



A few whoops and hollers followed by shouts of encouragement towards their team leader rang out as they knew Francis wasn’t messing about. Fiona lowered Colin’s boxer shorts to his ankles and when she lifted her head back up his cock hit the back of her head and bounced around as she leant back to avoid it, before setting herself to look at it pointing directly at her face.



Colin’s cock was about seven inches long, certainly no more than that and was relatively thin with an abnormally large helmet that seemed to big and alien for his cock shaft, his dark pubes were unkempt and bushy and his nuts were large and hanging well below his cock, probably full of sperm.



Fiona seemed to look at it for maybe twenty seconds as silence descended over the warehouse, ten pairs of eyes were looking at Fiona as she looked from Colin’s cock then around at the smirking faces of the men she’d be being used by in the coming months, she then looked back at the cock before her and then up at Colin one last time before reaching out to his prick with her right hand and grasping it just below the base of his helmet and tightening her grip with her soft fingers.



She lowered her fist down his shaft taking his foreskin right back with her fingers and unsheathing his pale pink cock, he closed and his eyes and grimaced as she began pumping his prick hard and fast over and over until he groaned and pulled away.



“Fucking hell, bitch can’t get enough of my cock boys almost yanking the thing off,” he said as he bent down to untie his boots so that he was able to get his boots and then jeans and boxer shorts off. Once free from the restraints of his jeans he moved more freely and approached Fiona again, his cock leading the way.



As he came close Fiona instinctively reached out for his pole in order to continue what she was asked to do by Francis, but he moved away and circled around her so that he was standing behind her facing the smirking crowd of his men and he was revelling in it. He stood directly behind her and then without warning pulled her back by her hair.



“Ouch, arrggh,” she squealed and then moaned as her back arched backwards and her tits pushed in to the air.



With one hand holding her down a bit he reached forward with the other and mauled at her tits through the slits in the peephole bra, her pulled her nipples in turn between his finger and thumb until he lifted her breasts by them and then dropped them back. You’ll know all ready from previous stories that Fiona absolutely loves having her nipples pulled and she did nothing more than groan loudly alerting him and the others to her arousal at the treatment, “Bitch likes her nipples playing with boys,” and with that he went back for another tweak of her swelling teats which again bought nothing but deep lust filled groans from Fiona.



Happy with his treatment of her tits and the fact that so early on he’d identified one of her weaknesses he then took his cock and began hitting her on her upturned face with it, over and over on her forehead, cheeks, nose, chin across her mouth.



“Play with your cunt,” he instructed her as he let her back up and stood in front of her with his legs astride so that his team had a good line of sight to her cunt that was now being quickly played with by Fiona’s own fingers “Now open that pretty mouth of yours,” he said and Fiona complied and parted her wet lips for him.



A moment later he shuffled forward and pushed his cock in to her mouth and the men behind him broke out in to another loud chorus of encouragement, egging him on to fuck her face. Listening to this he held the back of her head with both hands and actually did begin ramming her face as if it was a pussy; Fiona just clamped her lips tight around his pole like she’d been trained to a long time ago and just let him use her face until he’d had enough.



Her breathing was short and rapid through her nose and when he did pull out she took the opportunity to suck in a big lung full of air before he filled her mouth again. All the time her hand was between her legs, hurriedly strumming her sensitive clit for a while before curling three fingers in to herself and pumping her hole for the men to see.



“What a fucking slag,” one of the men said, “I’d never of had her down as a slut like this,” the man said as he struggled to adjust the growing bulge in his jeans. This made me look along the line of men and all seven were shifting uncomfortably as jeans the length of the line looked strained.



Content with seven or eight minutes of ramming her face Colin pulled away and looked around, “You lads are going to love that mouth,” he said laughing to himself. He walked over to one of the pallets the men were leaning on and told them to move out the way and they stepped aside and gathered around the pallet as if they knew what was coming. He looked back at Fiona still kneeling where he’d left her, “Why aren’t you playing with your cunt?” he said to her.



“Sorry,” she said and immediately sent her hands back to her hole and clit. Her instant submissive reply of sorry I’m sure hadn’t gone unnoticed by any of the men present and certainly not Colin.



“Come over here, but keep them fingers working that pussy,” he said.



She stood up awkwardly and walked over in a shuffling sort of motion with her knees bent a little so that with one hand she could continue pumping her hole and with the other she was manipulating her clit. I watched and thought to myself how humiliating this must be for Fiona as she crabbed across the warehouse floor in peephole lingerie fingering her own cunt in front of eight of the workforce, one of which had already used her mouth and was imminently going to be fucking her cunt in front of his team.



As soon as she had shuffled her way over to where Colin was waiting he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head downwards towards his cock and again she was made to open wide and accept his dick, on doing so she stumbled and reached out to his waist to support herself.



“Keep your hands on your cunt,” he barked not missing a beat as he fed her mouth his cock again right in front of his men who all watched with evident bulges in their pants knowing that every Monday for a month they too would be fucking Fiona’s mouth, “Right up on the pallet and on your back,” Colin told her as he pushed her away.



She regained her balance and then hoisted her right leg up on to the top box on the pallet and with a helping hand from Colin he shoved her on and she turned herself around and lowered herself back in to the laying down position. Looking down on her were seven pairs of eyes and seven huge grins. She then yelped as she was forcefully pulled towards Colin who had held her legs and yanked her towards him.



Once she was in front of where he had positioned himself he realised that she was to high on the pallet, “Fuck,” he said, “Get down bitch and suck my cock,” he said pulling her back off the pallet and filling her mouth again, “Lads take the top layer off this pallet,” he said and instantly the shrink wrap round the top was tore open and the top layer of boxes were soon gone and strewn across the warehouse floor.



Again he pushed Fiona off his cock and manhandled her in to a position between him and the pallet, with one hand on her stomach he pushed her back until her bum hit the edge of the pallet and she placed her hands on the top and lifted herself up and slid herself back along the top of the boxes until the back of her knees hit the pallet.



“Ah!” she yelped as she felt a pair of hands or maybe a hand on each shoulder from two different people and she was pulled backwards in to the familiar position of being on her back, she looked up and around at seven grinning faces and then back down her body towards Colin who was stood smiling and stroking his cock at her.



He lifted each leg in turn and placed it towards the corner of the pallet and made sure each foot was flat on the boxes, he then pushed her knees apart and for the first time her soaking wet slit was in full view to Colin and his men and the words of approval rang out around the pallet. Colin then lifted her from under her bum and eased her toward him a little so that she was in a slightly unnatural position by way of her body being closer to her feet than comfortable and Fiona moaned a little at its awkwardness.



A moment later the discomfort she had been feeling from being placed in an uncomfortable position by Colin was now forgotten as his cock parted her cunt lips and with unbelievable ease he continued pushing forward as his shaft disappeared in to her sodden hole. Once his wiry pubic bone was grinding in to her he stopped and held himself inside her and looked down at her and then around at his men.



“Oh yes chaps, I tell you now you will be hitting deadlines because this bitch’s pussy cannot be missed.



He then pulled out and began fucking her, hard and fast, no finesse, no immediate thought to Fiona he only thought about hammering his cock inside her as hard and as fast as possible.



Fiona’s constant steady stream of moans, groans and gasps of appreciation began filling the air along with the slapping noise of Colin’s big bollocks against her wet skin, and the rest of us watching just stood in silence watching and listening to her noises, “Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, arrggh, ah, ah, ah, ah, Oooo, arrgghh.”



Neither relented, Colin kept up his furious pace slamming his meat in to her over and over which in turn kept Fiona on her one way journey to orgasm which I could tell was getting dangerously close. And no less than two minutes later a long louder squeal followed by a deep growl through gritted teeth proved me right and as her head began to trash about I saw her eyes roll to the back of her head and then her back arched and her cunt was forced downwards even further and her legs sprang up round Colin’s back and pulled him deep inside and I knew that her cunt walls would be squeezing the life from his cock.



“Arrrrrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhh, I’m coming you bastards,” she screamed and all of the men around her began calling her a slut, whore, cunt, bitch, you name it she was called it along with being told by Colin to come all over his cock as he allowed her cunt to contract on his shaft.



“Fuck me boys this bitch comes like a train with a cunt like a vice,” he said as he orgasm subsided and her legs fell away allowing him to move again, “Get your legs back up on the pallet,” he told her and waited until she was back in position and then he began fucking her again with the same force and speed as last time, only this time the squelching noises coming from between their bodies as they collided together was heightened as from Colin’s description her cunt was soaking wet.



Colin wasn’t the first and he certainly wouldn’t be the last to make comment on Fiona’s vice like cunt, I guessed that maybe eighty per cent of the forty of fifty dicks that had used her cunt since she became my whore had given the same description.



“Hey Francis,” Colin called over not breaking stroke.



“What’s up Colin?” Francis said stepping a in to Colin’s line of vision behind Fiona’s head.



“My lads are struggling for room down below if you know what I mean, were seeing the merchandise on offer her so how about we let this slut see what she got to look forward to over the next few months,” he asked again not missing a beat as he fucked Fiona towards another orgasm.



“Ok lads, if you want to free yourselves up a little feel free, but no touching,” said Francis.



Seven cocks sprang out of restrictive trousers within ten seconds as the men quickly undid buttons and pushed their jeans and boxers round their ankles. The array of meat on offer was pretty impressive, to have eight men together all sporting cocks seven inches or over was pretty extraordinary, not unheard of and I smiled to myself knowing that Fiona was going to be getting filled up nicely over the coming months.



“Look at all that cock,” Colin said to her as he continued his assault.



Fiona looked left and right and then tilted her head back and looked around at the seven big hard cocks all in the fists of men she was once respected by and then said with a whimper “Oh my goddd, so much big cock.” And then she came again hard and noisy but this time Colin held her legs apart and continued to feed her dripping tight cunt his dick.



After she’d coated his dick for the second time he pulled out with a loud slurp, “I’m happy with incentives one and two Francis, I’m sure the lads will be eager to meet deadline, now for the final incentive,” he said as he began lifting Fiona’s legs up and to the centre, once there he pushed them back towards her head and told her to hold them back for him.



What he actually said was, “Hold your own legs back slut so that I can get a good shot at your tight little arsehole,” obviously she complied and was soon readily holding her legs back and giving Colin unrivalled access to her tightest hole.



A while back I would have described that by saying Colin had access to her most private hole, but I’m sure Fiona even realises now that she gave up the right for her body to be private when she bent and took my cock in her married cheating mouth all that time ago in my bedroom.



I watched from the side, happy and turned on as I watched another cock nudge at her anus and after a little bit of pressure from Colin I saw the familiar screwing up of her face as her passageway opened and accepted Colin’s cock.



I watched from the side, happy and turned on, my own thick cock straining against my own jeans as I watched another cock nudge at her anus and after a little bit of pressure from Colin I saw the familiar screwing up of her face as her passageway opened and accepted Colin’s cock.



“Oooh god, yesss,” she moaned as Colin pushed his whole length inside her anus before leaning forward on to the backs of her legs and squashing them against her with his chest.



“You have a wonderfully tight arse,” he said to Fiona looking at her from between her calves with the same seedy smirk he’d had on his face all the time.



“Thank you Colin,” she panted.



“Would you like me to fuck your arse now bitch,” he said again revelling in the swing of authority he now had of Fiona after a few years of being on the end of orders she sent down from her ivory tower in the offices.



“Yes, yes please Colin,” she panted again and his men also urged him to do the same as at least four of the men simultaneously called out for him to, “Fuck the bitch’s ass real good Col, tell us if it’s worth it.”



He couldn’t let his men down now could he and with that he pulled out as far as his helmet and then slammed back inside her, “Arrrgghhh,” she screamed as his first deep hard thrust drove in to her bum, “Arrrrggghhhhhhhh,” she screamed again louder and longer as the second deep thrust slammed her, “Arrrggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” she screamed as he ploughed her for the third time, hard, deep and meaningful and as he pulled back out she began to come again, “Oooh, yeah, ohh, yesss, yess, yess, I’m coming again, I’m coming you bastaaaarrddsss,” she shouted as she came but Colin didn’t relent.



He fucked her through orgasm and it was clear for us all to see that Fiona’s sodden cunt became even more sodden as a trickle of her on sweet come seeped from between her cunt lips and ran down the crease between her cunt and arse to where Colin’s cock continued drilling her.



The seven men around her were all now wanking their cocks and Fiona had noticed this too and was busy looking around at each of them, first at their dicks being gripped and beaten and then up at the face of its owner. One or two of them spoke to her asked her if she liked what she saw and of course Fiona nodded and bit her lip as the drilling of her arsehole continued.



She threw her head back again and wailed, “Oh shitttt, I’m gonna come again, oh god, oh god, oh my goddddd,” she cried as her second orgasm within three minutes tore through her body. I doubt whether it was all from Colin’s cock as she’d been fucked by much bigger dicks, I assumed the fucking from the Russians had already left her ultra-sensitive and Colin’s brutal fucking had just speeded up her orgasms. That coupled with the seven men stood around wanking at her had probably sent her over the edge.



Colin himself had put in such a tremendous shift that seemed like hours, but in reality the whole sordid scene had lasted now more than forty five minutes; but he too was showing all the signs of a man ready to bust his nuts and as his strokes slowed and shortened we all knew he was close.



It came as no surprise when he told Fiona that he was going to come in her arse and like a good whore she told him too, almost begged him to coat her rectum with his sperm and he didn’t fail to deliver.



“Take it you bitch!” he shouted as he plunged in to her one last time, “Ah, ah, ah,ahhhh,” he said until his cocked stopped emptying its load inside her and he flopped on to her legs a moment.

It all started with an obscene phone call.



Heidi had been babysitting our five-year-old son since he was a crib-bound infant but the whole time she worked for us was an ever ascending level of torture for me as her form rapidly changed from cute unisex to eighteen-year-old mega-hottie. When she called me to tell me about the call it came as no surprise to me since the caller had just put into words all the thoughts I’d been having for years.



When she said, however, that it was the third such call that evening I could hear the tension in her voice. I could already see that my wife was well on her way to being blotto which warned me that the snide comments weren’t far behind but when I told her about the calls she was sober enough to tell me to get right home. She said she’d get a ride with our neighbors. I was overjoyed to miss the end of the party since Elaine was a nasty drunk.



When I got home I made sure Heidi watched as I went room by room inspecting every closet, looking under beds and locking windows. It turned out she was hungry so I ordered a pizza. We returned to the living room and we sat on the sofa as she told me all that had gone on.



“What made me the most nervous Mr. Reynolds was the fact that he seemed to know what I looked like. He had to have been watching me waiting for the right moment to come over to attack me.”



I’d assumed it was just a random caller but I started to grill her. “Did he ever call you by name?”



“No, I’m sure he’d never met me before but maybe saw me when I drove over.”



“Did he say anything about your hair color, the way you’re wearing it or anything about what you were wearing?”



“Not really but he knew my big boobs kind of stretched out my shirt so he must have seen something. He also could tell…”



She hid her face against my shoulder grabbing my shirt as she did so.



“He could tell what, Heidi?”



Her face remained buried as she whispered, “He could tell that I was wet; you know, down here.” She put a hand between her legs. I smiled to myself since she hadn’t yet realized that he’d had to have had eagle x-ray eyes to see in through the window and past the barrier of her shorts for the knowledge he claimed to have.



Just then our dinner arrived and we dug into the sausage and pepperoni masterpiece before us. The touch barrier having been broken she leaned toward me and gave me a quick peck on my jaw.



I asked, “What was that for?”



She grinned. “I just feel so much safer now and I wanted to thank you for making me feel this way.”



I reached over and took the remainder of her slice from her hand and put it back in the box. “Well thank you for the effort but that wasn’t a real thank you kiss. It should be more like this.”



I put my arm back around her shoulders and pulled her lips to mine. In a matter of seconds my tongue had entered her mouth and began a delightful duel with hers. Heidi’s arms surrounded me and my right hand slipped under her shirt massaging her back and shoulders.



As soon as I’d unfastened her bra she broke the kiss and moved her arms between us. Her eyes took ten seconds to read my face before she broke into a sly grin. She began to unbutton her shirt but paused, waiting for me to catch up.



Heidi’s body was incredible. I’ve never asked a woman her measurements because I could normally tell at a glance, right down to cup size but Heidi’s waist didn’t seem to belong with her hips and ribcage. I finally asked.



I seemed to embarrass her. She answered barely above a whisper, “Thirty two D, nineteen, thirty three and you don’t have to tell me I’m shaped weird, I already know it.”



I ran my fingertips down her cheek. “Weird? I think extraordinary might be a more accurate term.” I went back and forth suckling her nipples. “I can’t think of a single man who wouldn’t want to trade places with me right now because of what we’re about to do.”



The look on her face quickly changed from coy to apprehensive. “Really, and what are we about to do?”



My fingers started exploring her moist pussy as I kissed my way around her face. “We’re about to fuck sweetheart. Oh there might be a few preliminaries but we’re definitely going to fuck.”



Her eyes were glued to my fingers and the sensation emanating from her pussy. Finally her lust wrested control of her mind from any thoughts of fear and apprehension and she began moaning as her thighs cut off any circulation which might have remained in my fingers. She laced her fingers in my hair and forcibly pushed my lips between her legs. As my lips met hers my tongue slid up and around her clit while my fingers were still thrust into her. Wave after wave of passion broke over her in rapid succession. She knew she wanted more but didn’t know what to do next.



Heidi whimpered as my fingers and tongue quit their appointed tasks and I began kissing a line plotted from one pair of her lips to the other. As my tongue resumed jousting with hers my cock began sliding its way up and down the valley formed by her labia. On the fifth stroke the angles were just right and the head of my cock penetrated her route to Nirvana. Her expression looked momentarily shocked but just as quickly she raised her thighs, locked her ankles, grabbed my ass and like some giant dildo buried my cock into herself as deeply as it could go.



I must admit I was on my game that evening. For me to cum four times in the same session was most unusual even if the fourth time was barely a ‘dribbler’. I can’t even begin to guess how many times Heidi’s bell rang but as we were spooning on the sofa she asked me, “Are all girls as sore as I’m going to be the morning after?”



I chuckled and responded, “Heidi nothing we did this evening can be called typical. I can’t remember any girl cumming as often as you did and four times is probably a personal best for me. I can tell you one thing though.”



She turned her head and kissed my nose. “What’s that?”



“If you ever feel unsafe for any reason whatsoever just call me and I’ll drive right back to make you feel safe.”



She didn’t verbally respond but wiggled her ass into me and sighed.



Two weeks went by and Elaine had to head to Toronto to pitch one of her firm’s biggest clients a new software program she’d help design. She guessed that she might have to be there over the weekend and that fact caused the gears in my mind to start to mesh. I called Heidi and asked whether she was available Friday evening to sit. She said she was and told me she’d arrive around 6:30 so she could put Andy to bed before I left.



“That’s fine Heidi but there’s one other thing though. Elaine’s away on business and I thought I’d treat myself to a boy’s night out with my college roommate. I rarely get to see him because he and my wife have never gotten along so if I wind up drinking too much to drive would you be able to stay ’til morning?”



“No problem Mr. R. I’ll put some overnight things in my car.”



Of course there was no college roomie. I just wanted to see if I’d read Heidi right so I headed for the bar at the Ramada to listen to their jazz trio and wait for her call. I had just ordered a Macallan 18 Year Old rocks and as I waited for the drink to arrive I switched my phone from ring to vibrate so as not to disturb those in the area who were enjoying the music. I didn’t have time to return the phone to my belt clip when it started vibrating in my hand. I smiled as I answered it. “Mr. Reynolds, I’m probably overreacting but I just heard a noise near the back door and I almost called you but then I remembered to were with an old friend and I didn’t want to disturb you so I was going to call 911 but then if it turned out to be nothing I’d feel so embarrassed so I called you after all.”



I almost broke out laughing but kept my composure as I said, “Heidi, you did the right thing calling me. I’ll be there in twenty minutes.”



As I walked in the front door Heidi looked behind me. “Oh, you’re alone. I didn’t want to mess up your evening so I thought you’d bring your friend along.”



“No, I sent him home. Now let’s see what we can do to make you feel safer. While I check out back why don’t you fix me a drink? On the left side of the bar is a bottle of Macallan. Pour two fingers in a glass with three ice cubes. Make one for yourself if you like.”



I went through the motions of checking out back and when I got back Heidi was standing at one end of the sofa with my scotch on a silver tray. She had an interesting interpretation of proper waitress attire since she’d stripped and left her clothes back on the bar. I sat on the sofa thinking how easily I could get used to being served by beautiful nude teenaged girls. I took the first sip and stood. “I’ll handle the shirt, you take my pants and boxers off. Have you ever sucked a cock before?”



She answered eagerly. “Three times. With boys from my school.”



“Well why don’t you show me what you’ve learned?” She began to lower her head when the neighbor’s yappy terrier started barking.



Heidi’s head popped up. “That’s the sound I heard out back!”



Hmmm, it could be a dog but it sounds more like a wolf.” I put my hand behind her head and pushed it onto my cock. “You definitely did right by calling me.”



I’ve always enjoyed the sight of my cock gradually disappearing into a girl’s mouth but Heidi gobbled the whole thing into her throat in mere seconds.



I was in heaven. In all the years of our marriage it was hard enough to get Elaine to blow me but she never deep throated me. Heidi fulfilled my every sexual desire. Around three a.m. I awakened in an otherwise empty bed. As I sat up looking for my nymph I spotted her sitting on the carpet in my closet polishing my shoes.



I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. “What in the world are you doing?”



She smiled up at me. “Earning some more sex.”



I was instantly hard. I pulled back the sheet and pointed at my very erect cock. “Sit here and I’ll give you a down payment.” She clapped her hands together and sprinted to the bed.



For the next few weeks we maintained the illusion that the primary reason for my spending time with her was to protect her. In September I had to conduct a week long annual review during which I evaluated all the salesmen in one of our western districts while their district manager evaluated mine. Elaine was out of town as usual and Heidi was sitting Andy.



I had just finished with Brett Stevens, a salesman from Bozeman Montana. I had one more appointment before I could quit for the day. I asked Brett, “So do you have any plans for the evening? Need any advice about what our fair city has to offer?”



“Thanks but I think I’m going to low key it this evening. I still feel a little jetlagged so I thought I’d shower and change, get a bite and see if the hotel concierge can fix me up with some of your local talent.”



I looked at my watch and figured it would be about an hour and a half before Heidi called. A thought occurred to me. “I can take care of that last part if you like Brett.”



A surprised look graced his face. “Oh really?”



“She’s eighteen, blonde, slim but supporting a pair of DDs, $350 for an hour and $500 for two. I’d suggest the two. Only thing is she’s babysitting so you’d have to go to her.”



Brett smiled as he reached for his wallet.



When Heidi called later I was still in the middle of my meeting. I excused myself and walked away from the desk. I heard, “I’m nervous now.”



“Sweetheart I’m still in a meeting at work but if you’re really nervous I’ll call a fellow I know and I’m sure he’ll be able to make you feel safe until I can get there.”



After she said “Okay and thank you so much.” As I broke the connection it occurred to me, not for the first time, that for this to work it was time for Heidi to leave the nest. I’d better see to getting her her own place.



Nine fifteen and Brett’s two hours were almost up so I headed home. I met Brett at the front door as I was about to put my key in the lock. He broke into a huge grin as he grabbed and shook my hand. “Wow! This might be the best recommendation I’ve ever gotten. I asked Heidi if I could see her again Friday evening but she said I should speak with you.”



“Why don’t we speak tomorrow? I’ve got her calendar in the office.” He nodded and headed for his rental car.



I made myself a drink and plopped down on the sofa. I called out to the house in general, “I’m home.”



I heard Andy call out from upstairs, “Daddy’s home!” In short order I began to hear the measured footfalls as hand-in-hand he and Heidi descended the stairs.



Heidi made him pause at the foot of the stairs. “Let me get those last two buttons on your shirt, big guy.” She raised her eyes toward me. “We just got up from a rather late afternoon nap.”



Heidi served hamburgers and broccoli for dinner. She and Andy had apparently worked out a deal that to get a bite of burger he had to eat one of broccoli. At one point he forgot and ate two consecutive bites of his burger when Heidi, without looking up, simply said “Two bite rule!”



Andy’s mock slapped his own head and simply said, “Sorry, I forgot.” He promptly ate three forkfuls of the vegetable. After dinner Andy went into the living room to pick a movie to watch. Andy asked if we could watch something called “Bad Grandpa”.



“What’s it rated?”



“R.”



Heidi turned toward me. “Have you seen it?” I told her that I hadn’t whereupon she called back to Andy, “Neither your Dad nor I have seen it so I’ll add it to the list. That makes number four!”



“Okay.”



Heidi explained to me, “I didn’t think you’d mind but I instituted a movie policy of no R rated movies unless one of us had seen and approved it for him. There’s a pad in the china cabinet of those movies pending our approval. I also told him we couldn’t spend our lives watching movies so the list is full when it reaches five films. There are a lot of R rated films out there which are great for any age viewer as long as the viewer doesn’t have a broom up her ass.”



I shook my head. “You’re amazing!” She filled and started the dishwasher so I asked, “How did things go this afternoon?”



She sat at the kitchen table across from me. “You mean with Brett?” She laughed. “Lotsa enthusiasm but I think I know more about sex than he does.” She took my hand. “He sure can’t eat pussy like you can.” She squeezed the hand. “He wants to see me again and he kept offering me money as if I were a whore… am I a whore Andy?”



I sipped my scotch, “A lot of people would probably call you that but I don’t think of you that way.” I thought for a second, “Actually, maybe I do think you’re a whore but… not in a bad way. Maybe that word itself gets a bad reputation. What’s so bad about enjoying sex?” I held out my arms and she came onto my lap. “Do you want to be my little whore?”



She kissed me before answering, “From the first day when you taught me the proper way to kiss ‘thank you’ I’ve always thought of myself as being your whore. I’m scared of anyone using my behind but if you asked to fuck my ass I’d for sure say yes.”



“Do you want me to schedule Brett again for this Friday?”



She kissed me again, “Not the proper question. The question should be do you want me to fuck Brett on Friday? After all I’m your little whore!



But won’t Elaine be back by Friday?”



“Yes she will but I’ve been thinking for a while about your needing your own place. Think you might want to move away from home?”



“Would I ever! But I don’t have that kind of money.”



“I’ve got a house on Bayside Drive that I normally keep rented but I didn’t re-rent it right away because I wanted to get it painted. Well, it’s painted now so I was thinking that if you moved in there several of our problems would quickly be solved. All I need do is schedule a few more Bretts for you and you’d be earning enough for me I wouldn’t need to charge rent.



Another thing, you should probably think about girls you know who could become babysitters working for you.”



She smiled, “Do you mean babysitters babysitters or babysitters whores?”



“I’m sure that you’ll make a fine recruiter no matter what skillset each girl possesses but I’d probably give preference to applicants with multiple talents wouldn’t you?”



Heidi leaned back to make sure Andy Jr. was still busy with the TV before pulling down her top and rubbing her nipple across my lips. She said, “Okay, got it: a girl who’s just good at sucking and fucking is less desirable than one who’s also good with your son. Can we go look at the house right now?”



“I guess we could but what’s the rush?”



Heidi had already stowed her tits back in her top and was running a brush through her hair as she sprinted to the living room. I heard the volume on the TV disappear as she said, “Hey Andy, want to go for a ride and see Heidi’s new house?”



In less than three minutes we were all in the car and pulling from the driveway. Heidi said, “Turn right. We’ve got to make a stop on Fox Run.”



She directed me to turn into the driveway of a pleasant colonial while she was non-stop texting. The front door burst open and a cute redhead with an ass to die for bounced down the steps and into my back seat. Heidi did the introductions, “Kate Mr. Reynolds, Mr. Reynolds Kate, Kate Andy, Andy Kate.”



“How do you do sir and hey buddy.” Andy, normally shy with strangers, crawled into her lap. “Noo guy, I don’t think you should be here not buckled up.” Andy threw his arms around her and buried his face between her tits. No fool my son!



I pulled over and faced him over the seatback. “Andy you know the rules; you’re always supposed to be buckled up if the car is moving. Maybe though, just this once, if Kate says it’s okay, you can ride in Kate’s lap if she can get the seatbelt around the two of you.”



I said to Heidi, “It’s not very far and it’s all secondary roads.” I lowered my voice, “Besides, how could I say no when he got his lips between her tits in under a minute!” She punched me in the shoulder.



All buckled in wearing her new chest plate, Kate asked, “Sup bitch?”



All Heidi said was, “Want to show you something.”



I pulled into the driveway of the waterfront Tudor. We all got out and as I began the room by room tour of the interior Heidi happened to look out one of the windows toward the back yard. She turned toward the rest of us but aimed her words toward Kate. “Pool, Hot Tub, dock, boat…” With Andy following close behind the two girls ran out into the yard. I vaguely remembered my days at that age but had forgotten the compulsive need to run everywhere.



When I joined them by the dock Heidi had already launched into her sales pitch. “…and we’ve always said we wanted to be roomies and live off campus, right? So tonight I was sitting for Andy and when Mr. R mentioned wanting to rent this place I had to come see it.



Wouldn’t it be great for us?”



Kate sat on one of the stone benches. “Let’s see… one, we’re still in High School. Two, we can’t afford a place like this. Three, we’d have my parents dropping in all the time.



Should I keep going?”



Heidi started, “You’re right about your parents. You’d just have enforce a strict rule about no unannounced dropping in, I’m sure I could get you a job so you could afford the rent and I was planning on pitching my folks on it being a trial run for living away from home only without the pressures of studying and classes.



I’ll bet that between the two of us we can scrounge enough furniture to keep the echoes at a minimum.”



Kate was pensive for a while. “Okay I’m in but this place still seems like an awful lot of babysitting!”



“You let me worry about the money. Besides, if you run short in the beginning I’m sure Mr. R will be able to come up with some chores for you to do to help you out.



Hey! It’s almost Andy’s bedtime. Let’s go back and after we get him to bed we can talk some more.”

This story links with Chapters 1 & 2. It is not necessary to read them for this story, it would be purely for background and context.



This is a sort of spin-off from the main series; it is more of a quick jerk than a love story. Also, everyone is 18 or over and is completely fictional. This is my first series so please, please, PLEASE leave feedback if you could!



Thanks, and enjoy!



P.S. This story is in third-person, whereas the others are from Danny’s first-person perspective. I much prefer writing in first-person, so this won’t be a regular thing!




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Danny’s House, 8:22 pm



Four and a half hours after the events of Chapter 2




Holly nervously picked at her hair as she approached the door to her long-time neighbor, best friend, and now lover Danny’s house. First of all, because she was excited for the evening they were about to spend alone together, and second, because the reason they were alone is because Danny’s parents were at Holly’s parent’s house. It had taken every bit of ninja skill she had to sneak out of the house to go next door without anyone noticing. If she had been caught, she knew she would be in for more teasing than she was sure she could handle.



Holly arrived at Danny’s door and opened it quickly, hurrying inside and shutting it behind her. She moved quickly around the corner and into the living room where she found Danny watching TV. He had turned around, and when he saw it was her, he smiled warmly. She sat down on the couch and cuddled up to him.



“Cold out there?” He asked.



“No, just thinking about how much I would’ve been teased by our parents if they caught me coming here.”



Danny laughed. “You snuck out of there without anyone noticing? You’re a nympho and a ninja!”



“I can be anything you want me to be…” Holly replied, her voice taking on a mischievous hint.



“Mmm I bet you can…”



Danny leaned over and pulled Holly into a deep kiss. Holly moaned and smiled as their lips pressed together. She wrapped her arms around his neck and fell backwards on the couch, dragging him with her. They quickly opened up, allowing tongues to probe each other’s mouths. Danny explored the mouth that was finally his after all this time. He still couldn’t believe how soft and dainty it was. It was even hotter knowing how filthy it also was!



The continued kissing for another couple minutes, but both were getting quite worked up, and since sex was still so new to both of them, they were very eager to go again. Danny started to take off Holly’s T-shirt, while Holly quickly followed by taking off Danny’s. Danny was surprised to find no bra under that tight T-shirt, and as soon as it was off he reached down to suck on her right tit, while gently squeezing them both. Holly, having finished taking off Danny’s shirt, immediately stopped and moaned, putting both hands on the back of Danny’s head as she pushed out her chest. Her nipples were hard and sensitive again so they both knew that she was pretty worked up. Danny decided not to torture her too much, but he also loved sucking on her beautiful, perfectly-round tits. It was a dilemma but he eventually managed to pry himself off her chest, and he looked into her eyes to see her lost in that state of lust he had seen her in earlier on in the day. He grabbed her shorts and pulled them down, revealing her lacy pink panties. He gave her crotch one long lick over her panties before pulling them down and diving in.



Holly didn’t take long at all to start on her dirty talking; Danny knew that she was already close to the edge.



“Fuck! Oh, fuck yes, eat my filthy pussy, baby! Drink that fucking juice, eat me, fuck yes!!”



Danny had is face buried in her cunt and was eating her out furiously. He savoured the taste of her juice as it flowed out of her wet slit, but he was careful to avoid her clit. Holly was on the precipice of her first orgasm of the night, and it was going to be huge. He carefully worked her over, building her as high as she could possibly go, and when he deemed that she could blow any second, he latched onto her clit and sucked hard, flicking it with his tongue for added stimulation.



Holly went rigid and silent for about two seconds, then Danny felt the first squirt in his mouth. It was small, but as with most of Holly’s orgasms, the squirt turned into a firehose, and soon he was having trouble swallowing it all. Meanwhile Holly was now screaming, although she was too far gone for it to be more than “Fuck”!



When the last of Holly’s orgasm squirted out into Danny’s mouth he made sure to hold it, and by the end he had an entire mouthful for her. While she was still panting and recovering, Danny crawled up to her face and let loose the pent up mouthful of cum straight into her mouth. She gulped it down willingly and once the last of it was finished, Holly groaned with lust and thrust her face into Danny’s, kissing him with sloppy, wet lips.



Holly pulled away and looked at Danny intently.



“Fuck me.” It was simple, and Danny liked it. He grabbed her and flipped her onto all fours on the couch. Holly squealed with delight, and Danny thrust inside her, too horny to care about any sort of foreplay right now.



“Ah, fuck yeah!” Holly started yelling. “I love it when you fuck me like this! Fuck me like a slut, Danny! Fuck that sloppy, wet pussy!”



Her yelling was cut off by a scream as Danny had spanked her, hard. He moved on to the other cheek and got a similar reaction. Once again, Holly was gone, her words slurred by the feral lust that had consumed her. Then Danny had an idea. He didn’t want to pull out, but he did so he could talk to her. She, however, was less happy about it.



“What the fuck? Danny, make me cum right now!” She was so cute when she was indignant, with her little pout. He almost obeyed her, too. Then he composed himself.



“Holly, do you want me to fuck your ass?” Holly looked taken aback by the bold suggestion.



“I want to but… will it hurt?”



Danny shrugged. “Maybe. But you love your ass played with, wouldn’t it be even better if it was being fucked?” Danny was getting excited now. He’d always loved Holly’s ass.



Holly looked worried, but also quite excited. “Okay, but be gentle…” She pouted at him as she turned back around.



Danny took his hand and stuck two fingers deep in her pussy. Holly moaned as did so, then he pulled them out and used her copious juice to lube the area around her asshole. He did this two more times until the area was nice and slick, then he used his middle finger and popped it in to the first knuckle.



It didn’t hurt as much as Holly had thought it would. Then again, thinking back, she had really enjoyed his anal fingering back in the park, but she had attributed that to the animalistic sex they were having.



Danny continued his fingering, going a little deeper each time, and each time he re-lubed his fingers to make her asshole smooth and wet. His dick was already lubed from fucking her, so Danny put one hand on her ass and used the other to guide his dick in to her.



As soon as his head popped in, Holly groaned. She was enjoying this more than she thought she would! Danny waited for a second to let her get adjusted, then he started easing his way in deeper. Slowly, he pushed himself inside, her ass gripping around his cock so tightly. This was awesome.



He finally bottomed out, and when he did, Holly looked back at him and giggled. She gave him a wink.



“I think we’ll be doing this pretty often!” She sighed.



Danny said nothing. Instead, he pulled out, then quickly thrust back in. Holly screamed, but there was little pain; having a dick in her ass just felt right. Danny started to fuck her then, pumping at an ever-increasing rate into her ass. Holly was quickly getting worked up again, and she started moaning lewdly. Now Danny was fucking her firmly, his dick thrusting its way into her tight asshole, its slick walls sucking on his cock, begging for his cum.



“Holy fuck! Fuck my ass! God, I’m such a fucking whore, fuck me, AH! God dammit, fuck my asshole, use me! Use me like a fucking slut!”



With Holly’s dirty talk and her mind-blowing ass slapping up against his dick and milking him for all his worth, Danny was about to blow. But there was one thing he wanted to try before he filled her ass with jizz, so he slammed firmly into her. She squealed, then he brought both hands to her tits and grabbed them, pulling her roughly up from her doggy-style position so she was flush with him. He told her to close her legs tight, then he started kneading her tits, which earned him a huge moan of satisfaction. That moan turned into a gasp, and then a groan as he resumed fucking her senseless in her filthy asshole. Holly was so far gone that she was almost senseless.



“I can’t, believe I’m doing this… So good!”



Danny was getting close now, and he was handling her very rough, slapping her tits and pounding into her ass. Holly was loving it. She couldn’t even make proper words, just sounds. She sounded so slutty it drove Danny wild. However, just as he was about to cum, Holly screamed out.



“Fuck, I’m cumming!”



Danny moved his hand down to Holly’s clit and started rubbing it hard. Holly screamed and went rigid. Then her first little tell-tale squirt came out, and Holly whimpering as she convulsed, her cum spraying out between her closed legs. He was still fucking her, but not as hard now, and he still had one hand mauling her tit. It was one of the hottest displays he had ever seen. She looked like such a whore, her legs closed and absolutely coated in cum. Better yet, she was still spraying buckets, and it was dribbling down between her legs and gushing out from both sides.



When she was done, and the last little quirts were dribbling out down her legs, Danny resumed his previous pace and whispered to her.



“I’m gonna fill that filthy ass full of cum…”



All Holly could do was moan in appreciation. Danny lifted his cum-soaked fingers for Holly to lick clean, then he pressed himself up against her as he started shooting wads of cum deep into her ass. Holly groaned as she felt jet after jet of hot spunk fill up her ass. Finally, after he had emptied himself into her, he gave her two sharp thrusts to secure his load deep inside her and pulled out. They both fell in opposite directions, Holly forwards and Danny back, in an effort to catch their breaths.



Danny was starting up at the ceiling panting when he looked down. He saw Holly crouching over his limp dick ready to take it in her mouth. Danny was stunned. He could only watch as Holly, with a mischievous little smile on her face, started sucking his cock that was covered in his cum, her cum, and her ass. She bobbed happily up and down, seeming not at all deterred by what she was doing. With the such a display being put on for him, Danny could already feel himself coming back to life. When he was hard again, Holly pulled her mouth from his dick with a loud pop, giggling as she did so.



“Man, you seriously are insatiable aren’t you?” He asked her with a touch of concern.



“Shut up and fuck me,” Holly winked.



For a second, Danny thought she was going to ride him, but then she turned around and lined up her pussy over his dick. She was going reverse cowgirl!



“I want a load in both holes tonight while I sleep!” She turned to look at him, a small pout on her face and her big, innocent, child-like eyes staring at him. “You can do that for me, right Danny?”



“Fuck, anything you want…” Danny replied in a trance.



Holly smiled innocently. “I’m on the pill don’t worry, just fill me up!”



Then she thrust her soaking wet pussy onto his cock. She moaned as he impaled her, and she wasted no time in building up to a fast, furious pace, fucking him hard and fast in an effort to drain him one more time. Holly was moaning as she fucked Danny, and Danny could only stare in awe at the perfectly round ass that was jiggling in front of him, his dick getting worked over by sloppy cunt.



“Fuck, that’s so dirty! You like my ass Danny? You like watching it bounce when I fuck you? Can you see your cum dripping out yet? Ah, fuck yeah it’s filthy, so fucking filthy!”



Holly was going wild and that made Danny pretty excited too. It finally became too much, and Danny told Holly that he was about to cum. He wasn’t surprised when she squeaked out a “me too”, he loved how easily she squirted!



After another ten seconds or so of fucking, Danny finally released his second load into her. It wasn’t as big as the first, but Holly had done a great job in getting back in the game, so it was pretty decent. Just as he started shooting into her, she screamed and started cumming too, once again soaking his waist in juice. There wasn’t nearly as much as the first two times, but there was definitely enough. She also came down quicker too, and when she was done cumming she slowly lifted her pussy off of Danny’s spent cock, arching her back as she did so. Danny watched as his dick, covered in juice, slipped slowly out of Holly’s stretched pussy. His cock twitched when it popped out, and he saw her hole close slightly with the obstruction out of the way. Holly took a hand and dipped her fingers into her cunt, gathering up as much pussy juice as she could before turning to Danny and licking each finger clean. Then she turned around fully and bent down with her ass in the air, and began to clean Danny’s cock once more. When she was done she laid down beside Danny and they shared a kiss.



“How does it taste?” Holly asked.



“Filthy,” Danny smiled at her.



“Just the way I like it…”



“You really are the best thing on this planet, you know that right?”



“Is it my ass, my tits, or my personality?” Holly giggled.



“All three and more.”



Holly giggled. First anal out of the way for them; the future was looking pretty damn fun.

“Espresso for one,” I asked the young lady with a cheeky smile and adjusted my shirt as the black-haired maid tapped my order into her faded and outdated till. It fitted in with the rest of the little café perfectly, with its tired maroon décor and outdated menu, but it was my favourite café in the town.



The twenty-something server glanced up at me as my eyes stole a glimpse at her cleavage, poking out seductively from her maid’s outfit. “Can I get you anything else?”



Her twinkling blue eyes screamed seduction and butterflies danced for a moment in my stomach. I glanced around her empty shop: I wanted to make sure we were alone before I uttered those immortal four words – “A special one please!”



Her lips curled into the warm smile and my host nodded. “Certainly,” the agreeable lady replied and I passed her the money for my visit. Alessia watched as I seated myself at one of the six tables and brought my drink over to me with a smile. “When you’ve finished,” she started with a smirk, but I nodded knowingly; I knew the drill!



Her lovely curves in her skin-tight French maid’s outfit demanded to be touched and caressed, and I licked my lips at the kind-hearted girl placing my coffee on the table. Her fingers swept over the back of my hand and she blew me the faintest of kisses.



It was Alessia’s charms that kept her little coffee shop running – an investment she made from her inheritance – and that despite the big chains moving in around her, the tiny café survived and thrived. The coffee and food served was excellent and was always busy, but the two twin sisters who owned the establishment had another unique selling point that was unmatched by any other coffee shop.



She wiped the tables as I downed my 3oz hit of murky caffeine and put the upturned cup on the saucer, picking up the blue parcel that came with a “special coffee.” She didn’t need to say anything, but just rang the bell on the counter and held out her hand to me.



Her sister noisily strode into the shop from the small kitchen and rolled her eyes when she saw me taking the outstretched hand of Alessia. My host licked her lips seductively and lowered her eyes to the floor as she guided me to a small room at the back of the coffee shop; I twirled the package between my fingers.



Alessia seated me on a camp bed in the windowless room and blew me a kiss as the sexily-dressed girl got undressed. First, the shoes were kicked gently into the corner of the room and then the white stockings – so often unworn by her – were rolled alluringly down her thigh and then her legs to her ankles, presenting me with a fabulous glimpse of her breasts framed wonderfully in the black outfit.



My cock stiffened: Alessia always did that to me, and she ran her hands through her shoulder-length hair as she placed her stockings on the old kitchen cabinets dumped in their store room. The faded light flickered: she was seductive and classy, but the surroundings were cheap and sleazy. I felt a drop of pre-cum soak into my boxer shorts.



She sighed and looked at me, giggling at the anticipation and lust ingrained upon my face, and pouted mischievously. She knew I wanted her, and she stared into my impatient eyes as she reached behind her back and pulled a ribbon. Her black dress fell forward instantly, and she licked her lips.



She was gorgeously sensual and sexy; her expressions and mannerisms flowed effortlessly and her body oozed sexuality. She wanted sex; her soul screamed it to me as her excellent orbs bobbed free of their black cotton housing. A light sheen of sweat covered her young body that shimmered in the chink of light streaming from the curtains.



I put my hand out to touch her, the smoothness of her radiant skin electrifying the tips of my fingers; my hands caressed her toned legs as I stared into her knickerless crotch. It was immaculate as it always was: a small stub of hair perched above the most enticing of slits. I fidgeted on the small bed and looked up her breasts and into her eyes that peered down on me: the lustful bank manager with a key client.



Her face broke into a beaming smile: I couldn’t never resist her when she did that and I smiled back. Alessia’s hands massaged my shoulder and slipped my suit jacket off my body, placing it carefully next to her stockings. I waited as the young lady began unbuttoning my pristine white shirt, looking into my eyes as her hands slid around my torso and liberated my body from it’s smart work attire.



I groaned: there were times when I have screwed the fascinating girl as a “quickie” and I had left my shirt on as my body rammed my cock into her tight hole frantically. There are times when she has gone down on me in the café or once, on the roof in the rain. I love hearing her squeal and groan and sometimes, she would let me take her to repeated climaxes, leaving my face sodden with her sweet, heavenly nectar. Pure bliss.



Alessia unbuttoned my trousers, as I briefly remembered the day before; a wry smile crept across my lips as visions of the young lady screaming obscenities as my tongue flicked her clit caused her sister to enter the room to tell her to “keep the noise down.”



My attention was brought back to the present when a gentle touch brushed against my erect cock being liberated of all clothing by the elegant lady, naked except for a wicked smile. I ran my hands through her hair, touching her on the cheek and then sliding my hands down her toned body as she stood up, towering over me sat on the bed.



She gave me “that look,” and I adjusted myself on the lumpy mattress, swinging my legs onto the bed: neither of us had time to waste, and she had that lustful look in her eyes. If I didn’t know any better she had been fucked only recently and not quite reached orgasm; this always left the entrepreneurial minx frustrated.



My head had barely hit the pillow when Alessia’s smooth legs swept over my face and her pink crotch was peeking invitingly at me; it looked slightly puffy and excited, and my cock stiffened in response: it was the most delightful of cunts I had ever seen. It was my favourite.



My hands gripped the young lady on the thighs and I manoeuvred myself so my face was underneath her intoxicating femininity. I could smell her womanly, sapid musk, the moment her moistness touched my lips; pure heaven. I sighed in lust; my body tingled with expectation as she leant forward slightly to kiss my crotch. My cock sparkled as her tongue gently kissed the glans.



Alessia murmured as my tongue wrapped itself around her clit, gently sucking on her exposed and engorged pearl. She wriggled at my touch and my hands cupped her pert bosom, before gently rolling her nipple between my fingers.



I felt a surge of excitement coarse through my impatient body: she suckled on the tip of my cock and began stroking my shaft as my tongue darted across her moist delights.



I gazed into her peachy bum, admiring the wonderful sights of her body gently rocking to the tune my tongue was playing on her clitoris. How I wanted to be able to kiss her cute ass and show her how incredible she made me feel, but anal play was always off-limits in the café, no matter how much I begged!



Instead I got to fantasise of her sexy bum and slick hole as my tongue spiralled sloppily over her button; her distinctive fragrance, and delicious taste stimulated my senses. Her thighs pressed against my ears and her mouth detached from my cock. Her palms rolled over my pre-cum and saliva soaked glans as she sat up and pressed her body down onto my face.



My cock twitched; I loved her doing that to me, and I suckled energetically at her sweet pearl and she groaned loudly. She bucked her hips onto my face and I squeezed her nipples as she settled into a happy rhythm bouncing onto my sodden tongue.



She came; I felt her thighs quiver, I heard her squeal profanities into the air, and I tasted an avalanche of her delicious juices trickle into my willing mouth. She slouched forward onto me, gripping my cock and giving it a gentle tug.



I sighed in satisfaction, but Alessia knew what I really wanted and reached for the condom on the bedside table. “We could do without that,” I suggested as she climbed off of me. “Just this once.”



Alessia scoffed; I knew she would and she passed me a blue towel to wipe my face with. Alessia always demanded that I let her put the condom on me and I watched as she rolled it down my shaft. The condom with the coffee was just a visual ploy, I knew that, as well as being an advert for their services to normal coffee drinkers: it wasn’t for me to use at all!



Alessia reached for a small tube of lubricant above the bed and squirted some on her hands, before rolling her greased fingers over my cock. I groaned: even through the latex it was glorious!



I watched her as she straddled my cock and gently lowered herself onto me; I closed my eyes and gave an involuntary moan as her slick pussy touched my sheathed dick; sheer heaven!



Alessia was wild; passionately thrusting and pressing on my body as she rocked back and forth with excited squeals and groans. If anyone ever says prostitutes do not enjoy their work then they need to pay Alessia and her little coffee shop a visit! The young host was filled with lust and sex, and she loved her twin jobs: it combined both of her passions at once.



I stared into her blue eyes, sparkling and twinkling as she rode my cock with experienced movements. She was watching me; waiting for me to screw my face up and cry out. I tried to touch her, but the independent woman grabbed my wrists and pinned them to the bed: she was in charge. I desired her more than any other woman and whimpered.



She knew that being dominant stoked my arousal and the little minx knew that I was getting close; my cock was awash with electrifying sparks and lustfulness. Every stroke of my cock filled my loins with a greater desire to orgasm. I desperately tensed my muscles, holding onto my release and trying hard not to release.



My balls squeezed tight to my body and I closed my eyes; I could not stop the feeling, I had to surrender. My shoulders shivered as a wave of orgasmic ecstasy welled up inside of me and my hands gripped the grubby mattress as the dam broke and it cascaded through every fibre of my being.



Several squirts of semen filled the tip of the latex sheath and Alessia gently bucked her hips so I could savour the aftershocks from our liaison. “Good?” She asked, but we both knew she didn’t need to.



I nodded. “You make the best special coffee in town,” I muttered with a smile as I panted, looking up at the ceiling.



Alessia giggled, disentangling herself from my sweaty body. “Really?” She asked. “So you’ll come back then!” She knew I would, but I always enjoy her teasing wit and shrugged.



“Maybe!” I looked at her; I had begged her to set up a loyalty card scheme but she had, so far, refused. “Perhaps if my loyalty was rewarded.” She shook her head and reached for the tissues, cleaning my cock up with a handful and disposing of the used condom.



It was time to go, and we got dressed in near silence. “You had a busy day?” I asked as she rolled up her stockings.



“You’re my third,” she replied and kissed me on the cheek. “But always my favourite.” I blushed.



“I bet you say that to all the guys,” I teased; Alessia shook her head and squeezed my hand. “I’ll be back after work,” I promised. “And I have a new cashier starting today, might bring him here for lunch!”



She nodded matter-of-factly. “I’m doing lasagne for tea,” she told me as she opened the door, and blew me a kiss.



That’s my girlfriend: the free enterprise, independent, coffee shop whore! And I love her.

Based on “The Party from Hell.”



*



Jessica was a typical college student, pretty but not stunning, not big breasted but not flat chested, but she was polite, quiet, hard working and conscientious, she wasn’t the brightest kid in the class but she made up for it in sheer effort and lots of patient work on her assignments but now in her second year she was finding it increasingly hard to keep up and was always studying when her friends were hanging out or partying and as a result life was passing her by.



Her mother had finally stopped worrying about Jessica getting pregnant or worse and started to worry that though Jessica was now eighteen she had never had a steady boyfriend and maybe had never had a boyfriend, period and she started to worry that Jessica was missing out on all the good things about college life



Finally, the holidays approached and she could relax, she looked forward to two weeks with no classes, a chance to catch up or even to party.



During the week before the break her mother explained to her friends that Jessie was lonely and need to get out more and complained Jessica never got invited to parties and over the next few days several party invitations arrived in their mail box.. At first Jessica was somewhat apprehensive of attending any of them, but then decided to take a chance.



She checked with her mother, “Can I go out Saturday night?” she asked.



“Sure,” her mother replied, “Do you have anything to wear, you can hardly go in your Tee shirt and Jeans!” and she then suggested Jessica should go shopping for a new outfit, and more important slipped her a roll of notes without her father knowing.



Jessica took off for the downtown mall early on the Saturday morning, she browsed all the most popular stores until she noticed one that was having a sale so she walked in and seeing the heavy discounts she walked in and asking the sales lady for help, she picked out a few outfits.



Jessic found it strangely exciting trying on new things, looking in the mirror and seeing just how sexy she could look if she tried and she finally ended up with three of the hottest outfit she had ever owned for the price of just one.



She even found some sexy high heeled boots in the designer outlet store heavily discounted because they had a slight mark, but she knew the extra inches would make her look hot so she spent her last few notes on them



Jessica took a taxi home and ran to her bedroom and quickly undressed and jumped into the shower, where she washed and shampooed her long, wavy, brunette hair rinsing out the creamy shampoo and conditioner and finally on an impulse she carefully shaved her dark pubes to a neat triangle before wrapping herself up in a towel before dashing to her own room.



Jessica splashed the expensive perfume she had for her birthday all over herself and sat before the mirror to do her make-up, then with her hair and make-up finished she pulled on her new clothes a new red bra and pantie set a short, tight, red velvet halter-top dress which showed off her unblemished lightly tanned skin helped by the new bra which enhanced her cleavage by thrusting up her breasts. She liked what she saw in the mirror and smiled to herself, she liked the way her hair fell gracefully over her shoulders and down her back, usually it irritated her when she was studying but now she knew it made all the difference between plain and stunning.



Jessica pulled her new knee high stiletto heeled white leather boots on and she hardly recognised herself when she looked in the mirror. The dress was as ravishing as it was revealing and she was kidded herself it would even make gay men turn their heads and straight women jealous, and when she finally decided she was ready she called to her mother that she was ready to go.



“Are you walking, don’t you want to take a cab?” her mother asked.



Jessica pulled on her tight black leather jacket and threw her long beige coat over her arm and went downstairs, “No, its a nice evening,” Jessica insisted, “And I’ve got plenty of time!”



She went down through the park and down about three blocks and she was right on-time as she arrived at he swanky hotel where the party was being held, she walked up the steps and found herself shivering despite the warm evening and the warmth of her overcoat and her knees were weak with anticipation as she walked up the steps to front door and to the desk where the receptionist directed her to the function room.



She took the stairs and when she reached the second floor she found room 211 and reached for the door bell. The door opened almost immediately and standing in front of her was one of the best looking guys she had ever seen. He was maybe six feet two with short, wavy nordic blond hair and sparkling blue eyes. He smiled, she stared, his baby blue Lycra shirt failed to hide the six pack under it, and dark blue tight denim designer jeans left no doubt as to the size of the huge cock they contained, moulded so tight to his curled dormant cock that they looked like his cock would rip right through the thin denim if he saw a sexy girl.



He motioned for her to enter, Jessica slipped off her coat as she stepped into the lobby and hung it on a hook by the door, before following him into the function room.



“Hi, I’m Alex,” he said, “Nice to see you, and you are?” he asked as he opened the inner door and the beat of the music hit them.



She looked at him and smiled,”Hi I’m Jessica, thanks for inviting me, usually I don’t have time for parties,” she explained nervously, “But I decided it was time to start”



Alex smiled back and said, “That’s perfect newbies are more fun because they never know what to expect.”



Jessica laughed nervously and replied, “Well I suppose you’re right, so when does this party get started.”



“Oh any time around now,” Alex suggested, “Drink?”



“I’ll have a,” Jessica said above the urgent beat of the rock music.



“Drink,” he replied with a laugh, “This will break the ice!” and he handed her a tumbler half filled with clear liquid.



She smiled awkwardly and took a sip, lemon, perhaps, pimms?



Looking around the room Jessica saw three or four girls and six or so guys sitting around, she had expected more people to be there, but she was pleasantly surprised when a few more guys arrived before she had a chance to get to meet people and soon they were all sitting comfortably on couches drinking and chatting.



Jessica was nervous of the guys so she headed for a hot, petite Asian girl, whose skimpy dress made Jessica’s hot number look distinctly dowdy.



The Asian girl seemed uncomfortable with the situation so Jessica maneuvrred herself to sit beside her so that she could strike up a conversation. “Hi.I’m Jess!” she introduced herself.



“Is this your first time?” the Asian girl asked.



“Yes,” Jessica said, “What happens next, is there a buffet?”



Alex came across to her, “You don’t know?” he asked with a twinkle in his eye and a chuckle, “Enjoy the music and drink up and I’ll show you.” he suggested, and he took the glass from Jessica as she drained the last few drops of liquid and he motioned to his friend with a ‘cut’ motion.



Suddenly the room went dark and Jessica heard someone giggling and the sounds of fabric tearing, and hands were on her shoulders, “What is going on?” she demanded as the hands found her neck and moved downwards to ease her jacket off her shoulders, “No!” she cried but despite her protests the hands pulled and as the jacket slipped backwards so it trapped her arms behind her, “No!” she protested again but the hands continued to explore her body seeking her breasts, undressing and unwrapping, “No!” she squealed as she struggled uselessly, “I’m not that kind of girl!”.



“Sorry,” Alex said quietly, “I have no idea how this undoes,” and he ripped her top down the front revealing her brassier before kneading her breasts through her bra cups, “Nice and firm,” he complemented her as he expertly slipped a hand round behind her and flipped open her bra catch releasing her breasts.



“No stop!” Jessica cried, as she felt hands at the waistband of her skirt tugging relentlessly downwards until her skirt and panties were down around her knees, and fingers sought the catch or zip on her boots..



“How the hell do these boots come off Ray?” tAlex asked, “Lights on ok man?”



The lights went back on, and to her horror Jessica found herself essentially naked, her jacket was still on her arms, her bra dangled uselessly and her panties were around her knees while two guys were each standing beside her waiting.



It barely took a second and before she could respond a black dog’s collar had been buckled around her neck and the jacket eased from her arms and her bra slipped off, “No!” she protested but the beat if the music drowned her protests and despite her efforts to stop them expert fingers had already wrapped elastic cord around her wrists and secured her hands to her upper thighs with more elastic cord.



“Hey fur!” Alex exclaimed when he saw the neatly trimmed triangle of pubic hair and he smiled as he began unzipping her boots and slipped them off together with her skirt and panties and her hold up stockings leaving her completely naked.



“No please!” Jessica cried.



“Next time wear something that comes off easy!” Alex suggested, “Now watch and learn bitch!”



She stared, the Asian girl was now naked with her arms bound behind her and gagged with a red ball gag and across the room was another girl, she too was naked and trembling with tears streaming down her face. Jessica was about to start screaming when Alex came up behind, and whispered, “Don’t worry, we won’t hurt you, we just want to have some fun and you were lucky enough to be invited.”



Jessica started to struggle, and scream but Alex advised, “You want to shut up or do you want to be gagged,” so she stopped screaming and sat whimpering quietly and shaking with fear.



“Come over here,” Alex ordered, and he hitched a dog leash to Jessica’s dog collar and pulled Jessica towards the far side of the room where the Asian girl and four other naked girls knelt before a leather couch.



Jessica staggered to her feet, scared she would fall and be unable to save herself with her hands bound to her thighs but she staggered across the room and knelt beside the Asian girl on the end of the line.



Alex took a nice long look at the line of beautiful, helpless girls kneeling before him, he felt his cock twitch in anticipation of what was going to happen, he checked them out while trying to decide who would be the first lucky girl to enjoy his cock, and he stood in front of them with an evil grin on his face and began to speak. “Now ladies, one of you has a decision to make, who wants to go first?”



The girls looked at each other and back at Alex trying to stay still in hopes of not being chosen. Alex continued speaking, “Ok Jessica you decide,” he announced, “Who is to be first?”



“I can’t choose!” Jessica protested.



“You are the only one not gagged,” he suggested reasonably, “No one else is allowed to speak unless given permission, which incidentally will not happen,” he added with a laugh.



Suddenly Jessica felt very nervous and knew that all the girls were looking at her as if begging her not to make the wrong choice.



She stared at the floor silently until a smack to the face brought her back to reality and Alex continued talking, “So listen up girls because I am only going to say this once and if Jessica does not decide pretty quickly, then I will decide for her and maybe she won’t like my choice, maybe I’ll just throw her out in the yard naked, or pimp her out to the Janitor or the guys on garbage detail.”



“What choice?” Jessica asked.



“There are more guys than girls,” Alex pointed out, “So if each of the girls in this room picks a guy, and lets him do whatever he wants to her, and I mean anything they want to do, anything at all, that leaves four guys over, so one girl gets to do five guys, is that girl you Jessica?” Alex suggested. “Or can you give the word for one of these other girls to take on five guys?”



“No!” Jessica protested, “I can’t do that!”



“So you’ll fuck five guys?” Alex asked, “Including me?”



“Or!” Jessica said nervously.



“You get to leave down the fire escape naked,” he suggested, “After you have a few more Tequilas and some dope, should get five bucks a time for your ass downstairs.”



“No!” Jessica protested, “Ok I”ll do it!”



“Good girl” Alex chuckled,”You’ll agree we can do anything and everything to you that we have ever wanted to do to a girl,” he reminded her, “Maybe anything that will not mark you or do permanent damage,” he explained, “You’ll be the house pet. and if you’re not hot enough you’ll still be thrown out on the street naked, Ok?” he asked, “So ladies shall we let Jessica have a few moments to think about it?”



“I’ll do it,” Jessica said sadly, “I can’t make anyone else do it.”



“Choose a guy each then girls,” Alex suggested, “I guess Jessica already chose me!”



Jessica looked at the floor and thought, ‘What have I done? what have I gotten myself into?’ She looked at Alex and said, “Ok I will take whatever you assholes can dish out.”



Alex laughed and replied,”As you wish my little bitch, ” he agreed, and he turned to the other guys and said simply, “Grab her.”



Jessica was suddenly lifted bodily and before she was set down someone wrapped black material around her head and blindfolded her then she was thrown onto the couch, she sensed Alex crouching before her and she stayed perfectly still until he grabbed her throat and whispered “You ready bitch, you hot for me, ’cause if you’re it’s going to hurt like crazy.”



Alex laughed and smacked Jessica’s ass before continuing, “From now on you can call us Master, slave.”



“Ok,” Jessica agreed, “Master.”



“Ok, then spread em bitch,” Alex insisted and when she was too slow he forced Jessica’s knees apart with hos strong hands..



“Please,” Jessica trembled, “Be gentle with me,” but she felt the warmth of a body against her and Alex’s breath on her neck and then his cock was between her pussy lips and she screamed as he began to force his nine inch monster into her virgin cunt.



“Shit she’s tight,” Alex complained.



“Quit whining, fuck her ass if her cunt’s too tight,” someone suggested.



“It’s fine,” Alex replied as he busted Jessica’s virgin cunt wide open, as she screamed, but she screamed silently now, the pain was almost too intense to bear.



“Hey dude what about us!” Sam demanded, “Roll her over so’s I can fuck her pretty little ass hole!”



“Ok, Jose,” Alex laughed.



“Hell man it’s me Sam,” Sam protested, but Alex rolled around so he was sitting on the couch with Jessica on top of him but still impaled on his cock.



“No!” Jessica pleaded, but she was helpless to resist as Sam slipped off his shorts and aimed his six inches of solid muscle at her sweet little virgin ass hole.



“Dear god no!” Jessica squealed as he worked his black dick around until he could ease it up inside the bud of her cute little pink poop chute .



“Hey, you wanna blow me?” Hank asked.



“No!” Jessica mouthed wordlessly as the pain from her stretched ass overwhelmed her.



“Course you do bitch,” Hank insisted and he worked his way around to stand where she could turn her head to suck him off.



“No!” she screamed but her grabbed her jaw and turned her head around before he aimed his Latino cock at her sweet bright red lips and pale mouth,”No,” she protested, “Noooo.”



But she was helpless to stop him, she gagged violently but he just thrust harder until his cock was deep in her throat.



“You want to get her tits guys?” Alex suggested and suddenly hands were at Jessica’s nipples squeezing and tugging and to her horror Jessica knew she was going to cum as Alex’s cock rubbed Sam’s cock through the thin wall separating her vagina from her ass hole, she couldn’t bear it anymore and she had to have release and as everything went dark yet light and she tried to scream in ecstasy past Hank’s rampant cock.



Her orgasm drove the guys wid as first Sam then Alex and finally Hank jacked off inside her, Hanks creamy spunk flowing down her throat faster than she could swallow making her gasp for breath before she passed out.



“She’s out,” Alex announced, “Which of you guys is next?”



Olly and Grant looked at each other, “After you bro,” Olly suggested, “I had first go last time.”



“She OK?” Grant asked, “I don’t want to fuck no stiff.”



“She’s fine,” Alex explained, “You wanna fuck or not?”



“Ok already,” Olly replied, “I’ll fuck the bitch, and he picked up her limp body laid her across the arm of the couch and rammed his cock up her ass, she screamed.



“See she’s fine!” Alex pointed out.



“I’m dying!” she squealed.



“Shut it bitch, or you’ll get gagged ok?” Alex warned her.



“No,” Jessica pleaded.



“Shut the fuck up then,” Alex protested.



“Don’t you like ass then?” Olly asked.



“No!” Jessica insisted.



“She a lesbian, you want to eat pussy?” Grant suggested.



“No!” Jessica insisted.



“Hey Isobel, get over her this bitch wants to suck pussy,” Grant ordered.



“Do you?” Isobel asked, “Mark just fucked me bareback, you want to lick his spunk out of me?”



“No,” Jessica pleaded, “I’m not like that!”



“Yes you are,” Grant told her, “You sit down Issy, we can do this together.”



Issy swung herself onto the couch and Grant forced Jessicaa’s head between Isobel’s thighs.



“God no!” Jessica said before her face was crushed against Isobel’s hairless crotch.



“Lick me bitch!” Isobel insisted.



“Use your tongue!” Grant ordered, and Jessica reluctantly began to lick, the cum was fresh and salty, it was bearable, Jessica realised, and she was not about to throw up. “Good girl,” Isobel cooed, “This bitch sure knows how to suck pussy!”



“She can suck mine!” the Asian girl announced.



“Only when she makes me cum.” Isobel retorted.



“Shit, you talking made me lose it!” Grant complained as his sticky cum began to ooze out his cock and fill Jessica’s ass hole, “Shit!”



“It’s ok,” Isobel agreed, “You make the bitch clean your fithy cock, I’m getting a hot dog, you want one Misha?”



The Asian girl looked around, “Yes, I’ll have onions and ketchup on mine, she can lick me out after,” she agreed.



Jessica had bare moments between Isobel moving away and Grant extracting his cock from ber behind amd the time when Grant turned her around and aimed his shit streaked cock at her mouth, “It’s your shit!” he explained reasonably.



She opened her mouthe and held her breath trying not to throw up, “Hey there’s a free asshole anyone!” Alex offered.



“My turn,” Olly chuckled and he came around behind Jessica as she sucked his brothers cock clean and shoved his cock in her now stretched but very hot ass hole.



“Oh,” Jessica protested but the waves of ecstasy were not far away and quite suddenly she felt herself slipping into orgasm once again.



“Fucking bitch passed out!” Olly complained, “While I was ass fucking her can you believe it?”



“Can’t get any decent whores now!” Alex commiserated, “Here have a hot dog!”



Olly took the hot dog and started munching as he shafted the lifeless Jessica’s ass hole.



“That is sick!” Grant insisted, “Not to mention un hygienic!”



“Hey, anyone want to watch a porno?” Alex asked suddenly.



“Sure but what about the whore?” Sam asked, “She looks beat!”



“Get a cab maybe?” Alex suggested.



“Yeah send her back to mommy!” Grant suggested, “All spunked up like a real cheap whore!”



They left her curled on the sofa until the cab arrived and then Alex found her a cheap trashy dress to cover herself with and took her to the cab where he gave directions and paid the driver twenty bucks.



Jessica lay back thankful that her ordeal was over and then the Taxicab stopped in the ghetto area the wrong side of the railroad yards by union station, “That’s it, twenty dollars worth, you got any cash?”

This is a surprise to me, while I have had my fair share of sex, and some of it with hot girls, it had been a while. Me and my mate had been joking at the bar about picking this girl up and sharing her. I didn’t share my secret with him that it was the biggest fantasy of mine. It was a fantasy, not because I wanted to be with him, or watch him fucking, but because I wanted to watch the girl. Watch her fuck and suck and let herself go to the situation. I wanted to see her covered in cum, see her lap at our cocks hungrily, to take it in turns opening up her pussy for us. That is what turned me on. The thought of a girl being a complete and utter slut.



Even though we had joked about it with this girl, “Lucy” she told me in her cute british accent, I thought that maybe I would get a bit of a laugh and maybe finger her or feel her tits while she wanked me off in the alley at the back of the pub. She was a hot looking girl, long brown straight hair, intense eyes, perky but not massive tits, her legs were long and her outfit bordered on being a little slutty, her black heels finished off a very hot package. I must admit my groin stirred a little when I saw her. So me and my mate had another beer and he joked about taking her back to my flat and fucking her while he listened outside. This was just banter as we are actually professionals and very respectful of women, but all the same I couldn’t help but let the thought linger in my mind as I glanced across at her sipping on her wine.



Anyway, I got up the courage after downing another beer to talk to this hot looking girl, and surprisingly it went better than planned. Anyway….me and my mate and this girl from the UK….Lucy….all left together in a taxi and made it back to my place for another “drink”. I had kissed her once, and her tongue had made its way inside my mouth and i had managed to press my hand to her breast and feel the little nub of her nipple, making my cock stir. I’m sure I had a gallon of pre cum by now as it had actually been weeks since i had had sex, and quite a few days since I had masturbated. I was trying to play it cool, but the way she used her tongue and her soft lips left me wanting more.



I decided to be a little more aggressive once we got to my flat and after my mate went off to the bathroom. In fact in my mind I was already imagining this sweet innocent girl spread eagled on my bed as i pounded away at her tight hot body. Subtle little things had me thinking she may be more naughty than I first thought. Her outfit, the cleavage, the heels, how she was willing to come back to my place with two complete strangers, the deep almost dirty kiss and how she pressed into my groin with her hips, directly over the growing bulge in my pants.



So now in the semi darkness of my flat I press my body against hers squashing her ass against the kitchen bench, she returns the kiss deeply and I suck on her bottom lip and now it is me who presses my hips against her belly, making sure she can feel the now hard cock against her flat belly. I feel her hands around my waist pulling the shirt from the back of my jeans. I cup her left breast and it feels perfect through her dress and bra. I kiss her neck, wanting to undress her badly. I start unzipping her dress and can sense her body tense up and she looks around for my friend. “Don’t worry about him” I tell her and before she can respond I put my tongue into her mouth and kiss her deep. Holding her face, I realise I am being a bit too aggressive, but she is responding, spreading her legs a little so her groin presses against my thigh. I move my leg a little so it rubs against her, her crotch feels warm on my leg. I suppress a moan.



I slip the strap of her dress off her shoulder, and then the other shoulder. Her skin is soft, she looks a little vulnerable, her shoulders hunched and her hair spilling freely across her face. But now I feel her hand press against my groin, wrapping her fist around my turgid cock. My mind races, she looks all shy and is wary of my friend seeing us, but here she is a few seconds later putting her hand directly on my cock. This Lucy girl is giving off more and more slut signals and I smile inwardly.



I decide to push things a little further, leaving her dress on with the straps hanging off her shoulders and her bra exposed I cup her ass cheeks and find my way up towards the elastic holding her skimpy briefs around her hips. She doesn’t stop me although i feel a little clumsy as I push my thumbs into the waist of her panties and start to pull them down her body. I feel the fabric stretch over the curve of her ass, and feel her hand pressing against my wrist, trying to stop me, but I sense she is half hearted and anyway, my cock is so hard there is no way I am not going to have this girl tonight. Her other hand remains on my cock so I keep pushing her panties off and they fall around her ankles, making me think back to her black shiny high heels, so slutty, but kind of classy at the same time.



My hands now go to her bare ass, and I press my thigh into her groin, her hand is now rubbing along my shaft and she seems to have found my sensitive cock head and she milks it with her finger and thumb, driving me crazy. I can feel the precum on my jocks, hoping she doesn’t notice. My hands are massaging her tight butt, her skin silky and smooth. I decide to take things further, and move my hand down between our bodies and up under her short dress. I feel her bald mound for the first time. It is hot and as I reach her slit I discover her wetness and feel her breathing change. I know I have her now as I rub my finger over the hood of her clit, the wet soft tissue yielding under my touch, the hard nub pushing against my finger tip. I suppress a moan, trying to stay cool,while my heart flutters and my mind goes crazy. Our kisses have been deep and full of sexual desire, but now she moves her mouth all over my lips and without speaking urges me on. I sense her legs part further allowing easier access for my fingers, and she now grips my shaft even tighter and gropes for my zip, releasing my tool as she undoes my belt and my pants fall down.



In the back of my mind I am aware my mate is somewhere in the flat and while we have joked about sharing a girl we have never watched each other do anything like this, but while Lucy doesn’t raise the issue, I want to push things further, hoping she will allow him to watch or join us at some point. She has my cock in her small soft hand now and is busily stroking it back and forth as I tease my finger along her dripping wet slit, her folds juicy and hot. Finding the entrance of her pussy I move my finger tip all around and just inside her entrance. She feels quite tight and I am desperate to get my cock inside her.



Resisting the urge to fuck her right on the kitchen bench I am overcome with the desire to taste her sweet bald pussy. I love eating pussy and doing it with her, on my bench, with my mate likely to walk out at anytime has me so turned on. I realise we have hardly spoken, and I don’t want to break the spell with words. So I simply push her gently away from me, grab her hips and sit her up on the bench. She immediately moans and I can see a smile flash across her lips. Her eyes, blinking, making my heart flutter. Her panties hang off her left foot, red, silky, and oh such a slutty look as she parts her legs giving me a view up under the skirt of her dress. I immediately get down on my knees, finding that her pussy is now directly in my face, and her tight puckered asshole is on display as she leans back. Her dress by now is scrunched around her waist. Her red bra the only thing covering her perky tits, her legs and ass bare.



I have never met such a sexy dirty girl. I move in close and inhale her sweet musky smell, and my cock throbs and stiffens further. I can’t wait to fuck her, hammer her pussy all night long, but first I want to feel her cum on my tongue. I slowly move forward and lap at her outer lips, a mix of salty and sweet tangy juices meet my tongue, it is the wettest pussy I have ever seen and I can’t resist licking her all the way along her slit, I do this back and forth several times teasing her and tasting her, before I circle the tip of my tongue around her wet opening. Her thighs are warm against my ears and i can feel her hands running through my short hair, her hips moving slightly against me, it is difficult to hear but I am imagining her moaning, her legs down my back, a heel digging into my shoulder. I lap and lick at her now, forgetting any pretext of being a gentleman, I just want to make her cum and hear her scream. I start pumping two fingers into her tight hole and feel her hips moving back and forth, ‘oh my what a dirty slut’ I am thinking, and i lap at her clit over and over, feeling more pressure on the back of my head from her hands. I curl my fingers inside her tight hole to rub against the rough folds of her g spot and suck her clit into my mouth and now I do hear her moaning and more juices cover my fingers and I increase my pace and finger fuck her hot tight hole and feel her body shudder against me as she moans in orgasm and tenses her thighs tight around my head almost suffocating me, gradually she relaxes and I slowly remove my fingers, looking at the puddle of her cum on the bench, and giving her bald pussy a final kiss I pull away from her, her legs relax their grip on me.



She drags me up towards her urgently and speaks for the first time in over 40 minutes, “fuck me now” is all she says. Feeling a little confident now I ask her what she wants, wanting her to say those words again, to hear her say fuck, or cock, to beg for me like a slut. “What did you say Lucy?” i ask with a wicked grin on my face. She blinks at me, the lust in her eyes, her hand groping for my cock, she looks down, “I want it” she says more quietly….”want what?” I ask wanting to humiliate her, wanting her to show me she is a slut… “say the words” I say…..she bites her lip, and I can see her mind trying to work out what to say, but her pussy takes over and she quietly mumbles “I want your cock…..now”.



More confident I step forward….”You are a little slut aren’t you” I tease her, hissing the words, I love watching her squirm and now she has her hand on my balls and she is fondling them and gripping my cock with her other hand, pulling it towards her legs which are spread open. “Look at your gaping wet pussy, your legs spread like a whore, you cheap dirty slut, you want my thick cock banging you on my bench, don’t you?” You look at me as if I have slapped you across the face and all you can do is nod, closing your eyes in embarrassment, you continue stroking my shaft, and circling your thumb over my cock head, massaging the pre cum into the eye of my throbbing penis. I take another step forward and you use your hand to guide the red mushroom head of my cock towards your glistening opening.



I stare at you, looking you in the eye. “Here it comes slut” i sneer at you and push my hips forward so my cock penetrates you, not all the way in, but a good four inches, stretching and filling you, you exhale hard and I withdraw my cock, before you catch your breath I shove harder into you, lifting your ass off the hard bench, withdrawing again I now move slowly back and forth in you, enjoying your wet tight pussy. I reach behind your back and unclip your bra, releasing your breasts, I stare at them, not caring if I am being rude, your dress, still bunched around your waist, legs pushed out wide and hanging in the air, perfect puckered pink nipples, head thrown back as you finally feel my cock hitting deep up near your cervix.



“You like that cock?” i ask between thrusts, you nod and moan, “Oh yes”. Remembering my friend is somewhere around I call out to him. “ROB, get your ass out here and take some photos of this shit, this bitch loves cock and I want to catch some memories of how slutty she is looking right now” The words appear to sting you, making your mouth drop open, I can’t look at you at that moment, hoping I haven’t gone to far. However I feel you pussy clench and tighten around my cock as I say the words. I decide not to allow you to think about it too much so I carry on thrusting my rock hard thick cock into you, pulling your hips close to the edge of the bench, which is a perfect height for my tall frame to pound you, using my legs to leverage in and out of your now sopping wet hole.



Rob appears topless and just in a pair of boxer shorts, “Shit man, wow, you are right, she is a slut”…and then he looks across at you, “hi” he says grinning at you. Your mouth is a mix of confusion and furrowed brow as you try to control yourself as my cock bangs in and out of you. I can’t tell if you are angry but you dig your nails into my shoulders and grip me tight as I fuck you, leaning back, your tits exposed. Rob forgets any idea of taking pictures and moves in close, not close enough to touch me, he takes one of your perky C cup breasts in his hand and leans down and starts lapping and sucking on your nipple. I watch you respond. “Fuck me harder” you mouth at me.



I oblige with your request, holding your left leg up in the air so i can grind my cock deeper into you. Rob slathers your nipples in saliva and I watch as he nibbles and sucks on your breasts and nipples in turn. I watch and moan as your nipples become even more engorged and erect. Your hand drifts down to your clit and you rub it, your leg up on my shoulder and I watch my cock disappearing into your tight hole. I feel my orgasm growing and I want you to cum with me. “Rob this girl is such a little slutty thing, she is rubbing her clit and loving the way you are working her tits man, her pussy is so tight and wet, she takes it like a real slut, I think we should fuck her all night long man” I feel you grip my cock in your pussy as i spit out the words, you moan and as I pump into you again you release and your second orgasm hits you, throwing your head back I watch as your mouth gapes open and your chest heaves. My cock swells and burns and I pump a massive big load of cum right high up inside you, moaning as I spill my seed, six, seven big spurts of jizz empty out of me. My legs feel a little weak, but I don’t stop thrusting until we both come down from our orgasms.



I withdraw my cock slowly from you, watching as Rob strips off his pants, this is a little awkward as we have never been naked together, but I am so turned on at this point I don’t care. “Hey Rob, you want to take a shot at that pussy?, I wanna see how she sucks cock, lets get her over to the couch”. I pull you off the edge of the bench, watching the cum trickle down your leg, not even allowing you to make a choice about taking Rob’s cock. We move to the couch and Rob bends you over the arm of the couch as I sit on it, my groin directly in line with your face. Rob takes your hands and holds them behind your back, I watch as you part your legs and I can see the moment he enters you on your face, a half grimace, half sigh of relief to have something hard back in your pussy. At that moment I know you truly are a slut. I hold my prick up in the air and without hesitation your mouth is sucking and licking our mingled juices off my semi hardness. I push your head down, you almost lose balance as he rails into you from behind, your arms restrained behind your back. You look so helpless, yet your slurp on my cock lapping at it and kissing along my veiny shaft. Your breasts swaying under you, shuddering with the rhythm of his hard thrusts.



I lean back and close my eyes. Listening to the hot sounds of his balls slapping against you, your wet juices, the noise of you slurping on my shaft, Rob breathing heavy. I feel your silky hair and your head bobbing up and down on my stiffy. My mind begins to race with all the thoughts of my fantasies, what I would do with a slut girl, how I would fuck her over and over, cum all over her, treat her like a cum whore just for my pleasure. Maybe tonight will be the night. Lucy might be the slut I have been looking for….



I open my eyes, finding your mouth buried deep over my cock, My hands drift to your breasts which hang down in front of you. Your tongue wrapping around my shaft is driving me crazy and I move my hips back and forth to feel the friction of your stretched lips on me. I look down your long spine, your muscles tensing as you move your head, and your body shuddering with every thrust of Rob’s cock inside you. I watch him hammering his hips forward, your hot ass globes, high in the air. He has your arms pinned behind your back and it looks so hot, seeing the curve of your hips, your body looks so built for hard fucking.



I pull on your hair and grip a breast in my hand, your flesh so soft and pliant.I am enjoying this but now you have my cock rock hard again I am feeling a little passive, sitting back on the couch while you get pummeled from behind. I pull your mouth from my cock and watch the thread of saliva drip onto your chin, such a turn on, so dirty. Instead of sitting back on the couch, I kneel in front of you, so my cock is directly in front of you, glistening with your mouth juices. I rub my fat prick across your lips and cheek. “You like two cocks Lucy?, want to be our slut Lucy? Want to feel some big fat meat inside your ass and mouth Lucy?” I tease you, hoping the use of your name will make you realise you are not an innocent girl anymore, you are under our control, our little play thing.



Rob is rocking back and forth in you and I can hear the sloppy noises from your wet pussy. I direct your mouth to my cock and watch as you lap along the vein running the length of my shaft. I moan and grip your head and force my cock into your waiting mouth, you slurp and suck me and I watch my knob press against your cheek, pushing it out as you try to fit my manhood in your tiny slutty mouth. I watch your eyes widen as i thrust into you, my balls slapping your chin, a tear running down your cheek. You move your head back away from me, before Rob slams your whole body forward again with his big hard manly thrusts. I am sure he is splitting you in two with his hard fucking, watching him gripping your hips hard, his legs moving powerfully, he is grunting like an animal. I watch your breathing quickening and you now move your lips back and forth on my shaft, he releases your hands and you use them to prop up your upper body as it shudders and moves.



Fluid from your mouth runs down your chin and over my balls and you moan into my cock as Rob screams out “I’m gonna cum in her pussy, FUUUUCCCKK” he screams as I watch your face, seeing you blink and moan and suck me hard, making my own body shake with desire. I am amazed at how you continue to suck and lick me as you feel his cum hitting your cervix. I watch as Rob pulls his hard red angry cock from you and blasts more of his cum along your back and over your ass. This causes you to let my cock fall from your mouth with a plop and you look around, reaching back and trying to push his cock back into your dripping wet pussy hole. “More” you croak, “more cock, please” You thrust your ass high in the air, looking back at me I decide to oblige your request. “Come and sit on me babe, and ride my cock” I say to you as I sit back on the couch and pull your body towards me. You need no further encouragement and quickly straddle my hips. “So fucking desperate for cock isn’t she?” i say to Rob. You look down between us and grope for my cock, holding it up between your legs in your hand, I watch your hair spill over your face, biting your lip, and lining my cock up with your dripping wet pussy. I can see the wetness glimmering off your thighs and Rob’s cum running down your leg.



I am too turned on to worry about mixing his juices onto my cock and watch your face as you lower onto me. I feel the heat of your pussy on my cock head, and the slick wetness as your face shows concentration and desire, your nostrils flaring, your eyes closed, the dark long lashes, your sweet breasts moving slightly with your rapid breathing. The first inches of my cock now feel wrapped up in the heat of your groin, feeling you stretch and lower your hips down on me. You release my shaft with your hand and squat further down onto me, taking me to the hilt and putting your hands on my shoulders. I look down your body between your legs. I can see your pussy lips spread around me and my prick disappearing in you, your shapely creamy thighs spread wide so you can fully impale yourself on my steel rod. I bend forward to suck on a nipple. Rob moves in behind you and rubs his softening wet cock against your back and kisses your neck.

He stirs beneath the covers and his hand brushes the side of his cock. It feels soft and warm and full. He gives the foreskin a squeeze between his fingers and rolls it around in his fingers a little. It’s responsive and eager. It grows a little. He cups it in his hand and starts to stroke. It grows more, it fills, it hardens, stands straight in his hand. He tugs up and down. It’s hard, but not full. It waits.



She has blond hair and is maybe five foot seven. They kiss, drunkenly, their tongues desperate to feel all of the other’s mouth and tongue simultaneously. They are everywhere at once, just like the hands, pulling, tugging, ripping clothing off and then squeezing, grasping, rubbing. They back towards the bed, and she falls backward. He falls on top, broad shoulders hovering over her in the dim light as he sucks on her nipples. She moans and wiggles backward for more space on the bed. Her thighs, ample and cream white, spring open like a bear trap, fueled by the vodka tonic. His hand finds her silk panties a sodden mess. He pulls desperately down and she has to spring her thighs back together again before he can dispense with the panties, soaked with her anticipation, to the side. He looks into her closed eyes as his hand thrusts inside, desperately feeling everywhere and anywhere. Her thighs buck and he kisses her neck, sucking and biting while his fingers caress the inside of her.



“Oh god,” she whispers. “Fuck me! Fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me,” she pleads, gasps.



His hand leaves and for a moment she is empty again, craving to be filled. He rises up, blocking the lamp, and his silhouette looms over her. He guides his penis into her with his hand.



“Oh god please give me your cock!”



The tip meets warm, wet, sticky flesh and both catch their breath. He eases forward, plunging. A brief moment of resistance, and then squeezes into her, filling her. She screams, and her legs, half wrapped around his back, shoot straight out, forming a perfect Y as she grabs his ass, pulling him in as deep as he’ll go.



“Oh my god!” she yells. “It’s so big! It’s so thick!”



He can feel his cock is rock hard now as his hand pumps up and down with purpose.



Another blond, this one shorter, thinner, with large breasts with perfect nipples. She sits perched on the edge of the bed, her head near the center. She’s on her knees and her ass is hoisted in the air, waiting, expectantly. He can see her pink, shaven slit glisten in the afternoon light pouring in the window. Her face, lying on the bed, is turned toward him. Her eyes are droopy with desire and he can tell she can barely think straight. He stands at the edge of the bed, cock at full attention, living in the moment before anything happens. He looks at her eyes and then moves forward, placing both hands on her rounded cheeks, gently caressing, then pushing downward. It doesn’t work. The height is wrong. She gets up in one fluid motion, grabs him by the cock and leads him into the kitchen.



She bends over the table, breasts flush against the wood grain. She pushes a plate in her way off the table. Her legs are spread and her ass is now presented at the perfect height. His dick is now covered in precum, so that when he approaches her with a slight urgency brought on by the words not being spoken, the looks being shared, he slides into her with ease. The first thrust is like fire on fire, as if every nerve in each person is located in that one spot, his dick sliding into her steamy cunt. He grabs her hips, pulling her ass toward him as he thrusts forward, filling her to the hilt with his cock. She gasps, eyes closed, mouth open on the table, panting. He starts to fuck her slowly, finishing each thrust with an extra little burst that makes her shake and the table buck against the wall.



“Harder,” she pants.



He gathers for a full thrust, slamming his cock into her as hard as he can, over and over again like a battering ram.



“Ah! She “ah!” squeals “ah!” with “ah!” each “ah!” thrust “Ahhh!”



“Faster,” she begs between breaths.



He starts gathering her hips into him as fast as he can, grunting with exertion as he feels his cock slide in and out of her squeezing pussy. He raises his hand and spanks her once. She squeals even louder. He spanks her again. A quick moan.



“You like that?”



“Yes,” she breaths. Spank.



“What?



“Yes!” A hard spank.



“What?”



“YES! Oh god.”



“I knew you’d like getting spanked you little whore. Tell me how much you like getting fucked like a whore.”



“Oh god keep fucking me please please please fuck yes” she says all at once. He starts panting as he thrusts faster and faster, harder and harder.



She pounds the table with one hand “Fuck!”



His boxers are off now, beneath the covers, as he strokes himself furiously, head back, eyes closed.



He leads her into his room and she slams the door behind them. He chuckles as she dives to her knees in front of him, grabs his shorts and pulls them down. His cock, already hard, springs upward to meet her as the elastic band passes over them. She grabs the base with one hand, moves her hair out of her face with another and leans forward and engulfs his cock in her mouth. He lets out a long sigh. For a minute he just stands there, admiring her.



She is short, with black hair and huge, spilling-out-of-her-dress size tits. She’s wearing a teal dress which he knows has nothing underneath it. She bobs up and down on his dick, swirling her tongue about the head, pausing to lick her lips and savor the precum. She spits on his dick and then resumes sucking. She plays gently with his balls while he remembers what she said and presses his hand on the back of her head, forcing her down farther onto his cock. She struggles for air, chokes, and he relents. She gasps for air, goes back in, and he presses her down onto him again. She pulls the neckline of her dress underneath her breasts, revealing them in full, takes his head in her mouth and looks up at him while she slurps his precum. He grabs her head with both hands and holds her on his cock until she starts choking again, then releases her. She pulls off and licks her lips.



“Now fuck me,” she says. She lunges toward the bed and leans over, waiting, squeezing her tits in anticipation. He flips her short dress over her ass, revealing a perfect heart shaped ass and a shaved pussy dripping with her juices. He approached her quickly and grabbed her. He starts fucking her. He spanks her once. A soft moan escapes her lips.



“You like that?”



He feels a wave of precum wash over his hand as he pumps his dick.



She has reddish brown hair and freckles. Her breasts are the size of tennis balls, firm and perky. Her skin is lily white. She lies spread eagle on the bed, each limb chained to a different bed post. Her ass is covered in ruler-shaped welts and she wears a blindfold and a gag. She mumbles inaudibly against it as he runs a finger down her shoulder. He leans in and sniffs her neck. He licks in. He sucks on it briefly, then turns it into a love nip. He blows on the saliva left behind. He sees her tits are now rock hard. He brushes his lips briefly against each one. Her breath quickens slightly. He licks them, then sucks on them, then squeezes them. He trailed kisses down her stomach while his hands played with her tits. Just as he was about to reach her pussy, her trimmed bush, he stopped. Her breath caught, and his face moved away. She bucked against the restraints. He licked her toes and trailed kisses up her legs and thighs. He rubbed his face against her thighs, let her feel his breath right outside the range of her sex. She could feel his breath against it, the hot air. She moaned again, louder, against the gag. She felt his full weight on the bed, his knees close to hers. She moaned in excitement. She was finally going to get fucked. She felt him position his body over her, the warmth in the air between their bodies. Her hips bucked wildly, trying to find a cock to fill itself with.



He’s panting now, sweating, throws the covers off the bed, exposed on the dark, fucking himself with his hand as fast and hard as he can.



He knelt, naked, before her. The welts on her ass were almost gone now, replaced by the straps that held a large, firm, black cock on her pelvis. His hands were handcuffed behind his back and she had just got him to assume the proper position.



“Have you been a good slave?”



“No ma’am.”



“You kept mistress chained and waiting for your nice, thick, cock. Is it nice to keep my wet cunt waiting for it’s cock?”



“No.”



“What was that?”



“No, ma’am.”



“And those nasty names you called me. What did you call your mistress?”



He mumbled something. She grabbed his hair and jerked his face upward to look at her.



“I can’t hear you.”



“I called you a dirty, cum-thirsty slut of a whore, ma’am.”



“And?”



“And a cock-hungry cunt, ma’am.”



“And you know the punishment for calling mistress anything other than ma’am, mistress or master, don’t you?”



He nodded.



“Good boy.”



Still grabbing his hair, she guided his face toward her 10-inch strap-on dildo. She prodded it against his lips, which remained closed. She slapped him in the face, hard, and pulled his hair towards her cock. His mouth opened and he took the dildo in his mouth and sucked.



“That’s right, suck mistresses’ cock. You’re nothing but my slave. You deserve to be used. Suck my cock, bitch.”



She held his head on her cock until he started gagging.



“Looks like you’re the fucking cock slut, you little bitch.”



She wasn’t sure if he could hear her, he was now sucking her black cock with such gusto. His head bobbed up and down on her cock and he sucked as hard and fast as he could. She cupped his cheek in her hand and guided his gaze upward, mouth full of her cock.



“That’s a good boy. Now turn around.”



The next things he felt were her cock, black, huge and coated in his own saliva, sliding into his lubed asshole. His eyes opened wide, but he kept his mouth shut as she plunged into him. Once the entire dildo was up his ass he allowed himself a brief moan as she reached around and started stroking his rock-hard cock. She thurst back and forth as she jerked him off.



“You like it when misresses fucks you, don’t you bitch? You like it up the ass, huh? You fucking whore.”



His whole body tensed.



She screamed beneath him, her ass writhing below him and her eyes in the back of her head.



Her knees buckled against the table as he filled her with cum.



He squatted over her chained form as he pumped his dick with his hand, waiting until just the right moment to pull the blindfold off and cover her face with thick, white, sticky ropes.



His mistresses’ cock buried deep in his ass, his cock spurted cum which she caught in her hand and then smeared on his face.



Alone in bed, his back arched and he let out an almost surprised yelp as he came, shooting cum all over himself. He pumped until no more would come out, and then lay there, panting, covered in semen, gasping, lying amidst a heap of fantasies.

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