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Despite feeling unprofessional, Noah could not get his mind off how attracted he was to Blair the moment he saw her. She had come in with a friend to the skydiving business he owned and was pretty much everything that he looked for in a girl. She was close to his age, late 20s, had long brown hair, blue eyes, a fit, curvy body, and an adventurous personality that he was immediately drawn to.



When Noah asked if either had ever jumped before, Kim, Blair’s friend, said she had a few times but Blair said it was her first jump.



“Don’t worry,” Noah said, “you’ll have a lot of fun and we’ll go slow since you’re new to the whole process.”



“Oh please, sometimes it’s best to just dive right in,” Blair replied, “don’t go slow for me.”



Noah thought he detected a hint of flirtatiousness in her words, but played it cool and showed the women everything they needed to know about securing the straps and then explained how the jump would take place.



Kim, a certified sky diver, jumped alone while Blair and Noah jumped tandem. The adrenaline rush combined with Blair’s closeness caused Noah’s penis to stiffen already in the plane, and he knew Blair could feel it when she smiled and slightly wiggled her hips.



The jump itself was incredible, a completely new and exhilarating experience for Blair, and for Noah the best jump of his life. Back in the office, Kim got a phone call and had to go, leaving Blair and Noah alone.



“Jesus, that was the most intense experience of my life!” exclaimed Blair. “I guess you’re used to it by now though.”



“No, today was different. I’ve never felt the rush quite like that before.” Noah said.



“Are you referring to the little reaction I noticed?”



“Oh, was it obvious?” Noah smiled. “I’d apologize, but I don’t feel one is necessary.”



“I’d have to agree with that.” Blair laughed. “I think it was entirely appropriate and only wish the jump had lasted longer.”



“Well there’s no reason we can’t pick up where we left off.”



Blair laughed again. “Yeah right, here in the office?”



“In my RV, across the parking lot. If you’re up for it, go wait for me inside. I’ll lock up here and meet you in a couple minutes.”



Noah took a step forward and kissed Blair softly, then took her hand and walked her to the door, closing it behind her.



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When he got to the RV, Noah told Blair that he’d been hoping this would happen since he first saw her.



“You had a look on your face like you wanted to be fucked like a slut and that’s exactly what I’m gonna do til I’ve shot my load all across your face.”



“Well, if you that’s what you want, be a man and take it.”



Noah reached over, grabbed Blair’s waist, and pulled her tight against his body. She could feel his dick pressed against her crotch, already stiffening with desire. Her pussy immediately flooded and she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his mouth. The heat of the day made them both sweat, but neither noticed as their mutual desire made everything else fade to the background.



“I want you to strip for me. Slowly show me that sexy body.” Noah said, finally breaking his lips from Blair’s.



“Yes sir”, Blair replied. She took a step back and began running her hands seductively over her body. Noah reached for his iPod remote and selected a playlist she could dance to and began rubbing his dick through his pants.



Blair danced slowly at first, swaying her hips left and right, showing off the tight body under her clothes. She was in great shape, Noah could tell, but still soft and feminine and had beautiful skin. He resisted the urge to fuck her immediately, extending the anticipation and build up. Blair continued to caress herself, periodically lifting her t-shirt slightly, showing Noah her smooth stomach and shiny belly button ring.



“Grab your tits and squeeze them together,” Noah said.



Blair did as she was told, cupping and kneading her breasts until the nipples poked out through her t-shirt. She pinched each nipple hard and let out an involuntary moan. Noah rubbed his cock harder still, relishing the sight of her nubile body, feeling his cock swell to full length.



“Now turn around, and slowly take your shirt off.”



Blair turned and began peeling her t-shirt off, revealing more and more sun bronzed skin. Once off, she tossed it on the floor and turned around, cupping her breasts in her hands.



“Show me,” Noah said, “and reach down and finger your pussy.”



Blair slowly ran her hands down her stomach and slid one down the front of her jeans. Her breasts looked incredible to Noah, not too big or small, and wonderfully perky. They were a lighter color than the rest of her body, a creamy white flesh tone. The areolas were light pink and each nipple was rigid and tilted slightly upward.



“God damn, those are nice, baby. Come over so I can suck on them.” Noah said.



Blair took a few steps towards Noah and ran her hand down his stomach before gently taking his dick in her fingers. She traced the outline of his shaft and swollen tip through his pants, feeling it swell and throb beneath the thin fabric. Noah took his time with each breast, squeezing and licking them all over. Her nipples, already hard, stiffened further and he took each gently in his mouth, biting them slightly through his lips and squeezing them between his fingers.



“Fuck, I love your tits. They’re perfect.” Noah said. Blair moaned and grabbed Noah’s head in both hands. Leaning forward she shook her upper body left and right, slapping both sides of his face with her breasts. “Oh yeah? You like that then I bet, huh?” she asked. She grabbed her breasts and traced her nipples across his face, over his cheeks and lips.



Noah turned Blair around and pushed her head forward so that she was bending down in front of him. He slapped her ass hard, then knelt and bit down on one cheek, then the other. Standing back up, he took her left hand and put it back on his cock, rubbing it together with her, then slid his other hand down the front of her pants, over the slight patch of trimmed hair, and felt her pussy for the first time. It was already wet and incredibly warm, and Noah wondered if his cock might erupt before even getting out of his pants.



Using his palm and fingers together, Noah rubbed her clit and pussy and then slid three fingers between her swollen lips and all the way inside her sopping cunt. Blair inhaled sharply, surprised and excited by the sudden penetration. She squeezed his cock hard and grabbed a handful of his hair with her other hand. With his free hand, Noah gently squeezed her throat and softly bit her neck.



“Do you like how that feels, you dirty slut? Getting fingered by a guy you just met?” he asked.



“Oh fuck, that feels good,” she answered, breathing hard, and rubbed his cock even more vigorously. Noah twisted his fingers around inside her, and began to slide them in and out, keeping pressure on her clit with his thumb. Easing his glistening fingers out of her drenched pussy, he brought his hand up to her mouth and shoved his fingers inside.



“Yeah, taste your own pussy you fucking slut” he said. “Lick my fingers clean.” Blair grabbed his wrist with both hands and sucked his fingers, one at a time, her lips becoming glazed with cunt juices.



“Mmmm, fuck that tastes good,” she said. Noah leaned forward, turned her face towards him and licked her shiny lips and then kissed her mouth hard, his hands behind her head, pulling her close.



“Get on your fucking knees and open your mouth, bitch,” Noah demanded. Almost before he finished speaking, Blair turned around, knelt down and stuck her tongue out, eagerly anticipating the taste of his engorged cock. Noah reached down, unbuckled his pants, dropped them and his boxers together, and slapped Blair hard on her smooth cheek with his dick.



“What do you think about that cock, baby? Can you handle it like the whore that you want to be? Noah asked.



“Oh my god, it’s so fucking big,” she gasped. “I want every fat inch of it down my throat.” She loved how his cock looked, the veiny shaft tapering slightly before ending in his swollen head. She ran her fingers over it, admiring its length and girth, and reached below and gently cupped his balls.



“Get to work on it, then,” he said, grabbing the back of her head with both hands and stuffing his cock in her wet mouth. He could feel the back of her throat with his tip and he began to thrust, slowly at first. Now and then he pulled his cock all the way out and slapped her tongue and mouth with it.



“Oh, shit, that mouth feels good,” he said. He pulled his dick out. “Spit on it, slut, and use both hands to jack it as fast as you can.”



She willingly complied and spat on it twice and began jacking his spit-lubed cock off into her mouth and wriggling out of her pants. “Fuck! My pussy is so wet,” she finally gasped, rubbing his stiff cock over her silky face. “You’d better know how to fuck me like the slut I am,” she said.



“Shut the fuck up,” he said. “I’ll fuck you harder than you’d imagine possible. Now put your head back against the wall and open wide.”



She did and he crouched in front of her, stretched her mouth open with both thumbs and slid his cock all the way inside, past her tongue and down her throat. “Now lick my sweaty balls, slut,” he said, and started fucking her face. He began to fuck her throat deeply, first pulling all the way out, long strands of spit connecting his cock to her open mouth, and then shoving it all the way back down her throat. He could feel her nose against his crotch and her tongue licking away at his balls each time he buried his shaft deep in her face.



By now he was sweating profusely and it dripped from his face down onto his cock and Blair’s face, mixing with her saliva and pussy juice. She licked the pre cum from the tip of his cock, searching hungrily for more. He pushed her off his cock and spat into her mouth then roughly thrust back inside her, making her choke and gag on his fat dick.



After a few more minutes of intense face fucking, Noah threw her down on the bed on her stomach and asked if she was ready to be fucked.



“God yes,” she screamed, “fuck me!”



Noah knelt above her and pulled her soaked panties down her long legs and threw them on the floor. In a single motion, he pulled his shirt off and tossed it as well. Pinning her arms over her head on the bed, he leaned down on her and slid his cock between her ass cheeks, feeling the smoothness and softness of her skin against his sensitive mushroom tip.



“Can you handle this much cock?” he asked.



“Fuck yeah, I need that cock, give it all to me” she said. Noah felt he was never going to get a bigger, harder erection in his life, so he angled his cock towards her dripping pussy and let his weight down on to her, his entire cock disappearing in her silky cunt.



“Ohhh fuck!” they said together. For a minute they stayed like that, all his weight on her, breathing hard together. “How does that feel, so deep inside?” he asked.



“Goddamn, it’s so big,” she answered, “I feel so stretched open.” Noah finally began to thrust slowly and deeply, letting all his weight down on her each time he was completely inside. “Goddamn that pussy is wet. Fuck! You want me to fill your ass too, you cock loving whore?” Noah asked.



“God, yes,” she answered, “fuck every hole, use me like a cheap whore.” Noah stuck his thumb all the way in Blair’s mouth. “Lick it baby, get it nice and wet so I can fuck your ass with it.” he said. Blair squeezed his hand and gently took his thumb in her mouth, rolling her tongue around it and flicking the tip.



Noah shoved his spit-lubed thumb in her ass and could feel his cock inside her still plowing away at her tight cunt. “Do you like being filled all the way like that?” he asked. “Do you feel like a little slut yet?”



“Oh my god, oh my god,” she repeatedly screamed as she became lost in the sensation of being so completely filled.



Noah pulled his cock out and began to slap her ass and clit with it. He rubbed it up and down from the top of her ass crack down to her clit. He paused at the bottom and rubbed it furiously on her swollen clit and stuck two fingers in her dripping pussy and one in her gaping asshole, pumping his arm furiously, producing the nastiest and sexiest squishing sounds he’d ever heard. “You fucking slut. I can’t believe you’ll let a guy do this shit right after you just met. God damn it I love it though, and your reward will be the biggest fucking load of hot cum in your face you’ve ever had.”



Blair moaned and began to feel an orgasm forming deep inside her core, and she’d never felt more dirty yet fulfilled before in her life. Noah began to rub his cock over her asshole, first up and down and then side-to-side, applying enough pressure for his tip to slide in from time to time.



“Are you ready for my cock in your ass now?” he asked. “Can you handle all of it?”



“Oh god, yes. Fuck me…fuck my ass,” she said.



Pinning her arms over her head again, Noah pushed the tip of his cock against her asshole, felt it give way to his cock, then slid the entire length deep in her ass. Tighter than her pussy, she could feel every vein on his cock as he lay on top of her, his throbbing cock balls deep.



“Oh god yeah, fuck me please, fuck me,” she moaned.



Noah wrapped his arms around Blair’s stomach and rolled them both over, so that he was lying on his back with her on top, his dick buried in her ass. He pushed her back until she was sitting up and he brought her feet up so they were on his knees.



He started to fuck her ass, each stroke harder and more urgent than the previous, his hands holding her tightly just above her hips. He reached around and cupped her tits, squeezing them hard, pinching her nipples. With one hand he reached and opened a drawer on his nightstand, and pulled out a thick purple dildo.



“Suck on this bitch so I can fuck your pussy with it,” he told Blair. He shoved it in her mouth and pumped it furiously in and out, never relenting his all out anal assault with his engorged cock. He took the dildo from her mouth and slid it down between her tits, over each rigid nipple, then down her stomach, over her belly button, and began to rub the tip of it on her swollen clit.



“Oh god, fuck both my holes please,” she said, “I want to feel completely filled with hard cock.”



“Jesus Christ, you are a nasty fucking slut,” Noah said and roughly slid the dildo all the way in her soaked snatch. He synchronized thrusts, pulling his cock and the dildo out and then shoving them deep inside her together.



“Oh my god, your ass feels so good on my cock! Fuck, I can’t hold out much longer, baby, I’m gonna have to cum.”



“Oh yeah, I want your cum, all of it,” she said.



“Where do you want it? Deep in your fucking ass? Or down your throat and all over your face?”



“I want to taste that hot cum,” she answered. “I want it all over my face so I can lick it off and swallow every last drop. Oh my god, I’m gonna cum too. Oh fuck!”



Noah realized his cock was seconds from exploding and he pulled Blair up and off of him, throwing her back on the bed. He straddled her chest, and shoved his cock back in her mouth. Pulling out, he told her to stick her tongue out and slapped it hard and fast with his cock. He jacked it furiously and with his other hand resumed fucking the shit out of her pussy with the fat dildo.



“Oh fuck!” she cried out, “I’m gonna cum, oh my god!” Her body began to writhe, wavelike, and Noah increased the pace with the dildo and jacked his cock even harder.



“Oh yeah, baby, come hard all over my hand, come everywhere.” He saw her eyes roll back in their sockets and heard a low moan, almost a growl emanate from deep inside of her. She finally climaxed, yelling and moaning and thrashing, her entire body completely out of control as if possessed.



“Oh god, oh god, oh my fucking god,” she breathed out as she slowly regained her surroundings, a glazed look in her eye. “Oh fuck yeah, jack that fucking cock. I want you to explode right in my face. Let me see that cum,” she finally managed.



Noah knew he was close and began to lose sense of time. His hand kept jacking but he felt that he almost left his body, completely lost to the pleasurable sensation. The first drops of cum landed on her chin, and then he shot three times hard, hitting the back of her throat and all across her face, his cock alive in his hands like an angry cobra.



With his orgasm he let out a loud, beast-like yell. “Oh shit, swallow my cum,” he said, finally, and collapsed on top of Blair, still shaking.



“Oh fuck,” he said.



“Oh my god, that was intense,” she said, wiping the cum off her chin with the back of her hand, then licking it off and swallowing. “That was a massive fucking load; I’ve never seen so much cum in my life.”



Noah reached down and took her face and head in his hands, gentler this time. “Jesus Christ, that was wonderful; you were unbelievable.” He started laughing. “That was the best sex of my life, and with someone I’d just met.”



“You were amazing,” she said. “I got so turned on by how you treated me like a filthy slut and used me as a sex toy for your cock.” She leaned forward and took his slowly softening dick in her hands and kissed it gently on the tip. Noah lay down behind her and took her in his arms, and together they slowly regained their breath.

Jackie slowly walked into her trainer’s office. She was 5’7, 23 and had a tight body with long brown hair and 34B tits. She was completely naked swinging her ass how she was taught.



Jackie got on all fours as she walked into Matt’s office, where he was naked. She had just finished her workout with him and had to masturbate twice before she could come in again.



He looked at her and smiled. He was 5’11 had short brown hair and a meaty 10 inch dick. She looked at him with lustful eyes.



“I finished my workout coach” she muttered, “Can I go now coach?”



He loved it when she called him coach. “Yeah go but I have some rules for next time you come for your workout. You are going to go to the store and buy tight short shorts; they will be two sizes too small and will show off your pussy lips and your little ass. Got it slut?” he laughed, “you will not wear a bra or underwear and you will not get wet at all, if I see and pussy juice on your shorts you get punished. Be here at 9 tomorrow. Understand”



“Yes coach,” she moaned as he inserted beads into her ass. “Whatever you say coach.” She felt the beads slowly, one by one, slide into her tight asshole. After a while, Jackie got dressed and left.



She knew she was to keep the beads in and wear them until tomorrow. She remembered the first time she met Matt. It was amazing. She thought back on it:



She called for a personal trainer and was told to go to his house. When she got there she was told to first take off her bra and panties but leave her outer clothes on. While she worked out he would help her and he would give her small touches. He would pinch her tits or spank her ass and she loved it. He even stripped down to his boxers as he helped her work out. She kept feeling pokes in her ass, his dick hitting into her.



Eventually he had her take off her shorts but had her leave her shirt on. He rubbed up against her, for a second spreading her ass cheeks and touching his cock to her ass. She did as she was told and she was told to do a bridge. She lied on her back and pushed herself up into the position, displaying her pussy. She was already wet and on the verge of orgasm from all of the touches and poking.



As she raised her body she felt his meat penetrate her. “Don’t you dare fall down this is your workout now stay up.” Coach told her as he rammed into her. She could barely keep herself up. Alas, soon she fell, rocked by an amazing orgasm, and he smiled.

“Now it gets fun,” He laughed. He then pulled out two jump ropes, and tied each hand to each foot and he brought his dick to her face. “You’re bad at this, we need to practice. So here is your choice, you either suck me off then swallow or you get punished. Which is it?” he asked.



“I…uh,” Jackie stuttered. She wanted to be fucked more than anything. If that meant sucking his dick, she was up to it. “I want to suck your dick Matt.”"



Wrong answer, you will call me coach, not Matt. From now on, I am your coach, and you always obey coach. Now you get punished for not obeying.” Coach grinned.



Still in a daydream, Jackie was still recollecting as she walked down the street of how he had punished her. She was on her way to her next session as people stared at her tiny attire. She was covered, but every curve was visible, especially her now rock-hard nipples. She could feel the men, and even some women, drink in her pussy, ass, and tits. She was also still wearing her beads, rejoicing in the feel but knowing she wasn’t to get wet.



She decided to stop at a small coffee shop; she wanted to make sure that she was awake for Coach. She walked in, and all eyes seemed to turn to her. Especially, however, a 18 year old kid whom she used to babysit for. Jackie decided she wanted to have some fun before practice, and this teen was the perfect thing. She bought her coffee, drank it quickly, and then walked over to the kid. He was sitting by himself, typing on his computer. Jackie walked behind him and began to read. It was an erotic story he was writing. She leaned into is back, pressing her breasts against his back, and whispered into his ear.



“Well then, looks like little Kyle Peters is all grown up. Now, come with me and I wont tell your parents, you pervy little boy.” She crooned.



He slammed his computer shut and turned around. Surprisingly, he was acne free, short blonde hair, and from what Jackie could tell, had a sizeable dick in his pants. He nodded to her proposition, and then stood to follow her. Jackie stood up all the way and began to lead him behind the store.



“M-m-miss Winters, are you su-” he stammered.



” Shhh, call me Jackie, or even better, call me slave. I’m yours to do with Kyle. I know you used to eye me all the time, so here it is. Fuck me right here if you want!” Jackie almost yelled. But, she had forgotten how smart the kid was.



“I have a better idea, slave. How about you come by my place tomorrow near 5 pm, but don’t be so overdressed. Come in a G-string and bra, we’ll go from there. If you’re as slutty and horny as you look, you’ll do it.” He said smiling.



“You’ve got it you pervy teen. But what about your parents?” She asked.



“Out for the summer, went to Alaska, not my thing. But you are. Now, since you caused me to get all hard like this, I want a blowjob. You will swallow or I take away your clothes. Now on your knees slave.”



Jackie did as she was instructed. She was exhilarated, her little boy was all grown up, and ready to fuck. She decided to really give it to him, and she took off her top, and then she pulled off his shorts and boxers. An 8-inch cock burst out into her face. She opened her mouth just enough to fit his meat into her mouth. Kyle grabbed her hair and began to fuck her throat. Jackie closed her eyes and imagined Coach. After five minutes, Kyle blew his load. Jackie swallowed all of his cum, and then kept sucking, milking out every last drop.



She stood up and looked at Kyle, then smiled, “Your house at 5?” she asked coyly.



“Yeah” he moaned, as she walked away.



She kept thinking of what this session would be like, maybe she would have to run a mile with nipple clamps, or maybe have Ma—Coach would actually fuck her like last time. She wasn’t sure whether the fucking or torture was better.



She finally lost it and went into an alley and began to fantasize as she stuck her hand in her tight little shorts. Jackie began to think of how bad she was and rubbed her pussy lips then slowly slid one finger into herself. Then she slowly slid another finger into her pussy, and then played with the beads in her ass. She began to masturbate wildly in the alley. In and out, in and out. When she was done she was sweaty and her crotch was soaked. She knew she would get punished for this.



The first time he punished her, she loved it. Coach first pulled the jump ropes off of her and retied them so she was tied to the wall. She didn’t fight him; she wanted it to happen, hard. He then pulled out a vibrator and put just barely touching her pussy lips and another right up against her ass. He then turned them on. Jackie was horny all over again but if she tried to rub against the vibrators, coach would move them away and turn them off. It went on for almost three hours until Jackie could barely contain herself but Coach never allowed her to cum.



“Please fuck me or let me cum. please matt please!” Jackie begged.



“You little slut, I said call me coach.” He said and he went up to her flipped her around and began to spank her firm little ass.



Over and over he slapped and slapped until Jackie began to love the feel, she stuck he ass out for more. Then Coach stopped again.



“You obviously haven’t had a good exercise routine set up and you seem to be begging for more so I will untie you and you will get dressed and come back in a week.” Coach instructed her. That had been 6 months ago. Now Jackie had an almost daily workout routine. She was a good slave and a good student.



Jackie looked up after fucking herself in the alley and saw another girl there, watching her. Jackie got wet and horny all over again from knowing that she attracted attention from a passerby. The girl looked about 17, with short black hair and small but perky 32A tits. She wore only a sports bra and tight yoga pants.



“You dirty girl, watching me fuck myself, how naughty. How…sexy! What’s your name?” Jackie crooned, her hand still in her shorts, still massaging her clit.



“I-I-I’m Taylor, sorry I didn’t mean to um…intrude on you. I heard moaning and i…um, saw you, But then I just kind of watched. Sorry.” Taylor quickly mumbled. She acted ashamed and embarrassed, but she secretly wanted a taste of that adventurous alley-masturbator’s pussy.



“Well then Taylor, you saw me fucking myself so I need to see something similar. It’s already 9:30 so no on will be out walking this late.” Jackie said through a growing smile. Thinking like Coach she said, “How about you strip down and give me those clothes. You can come with me, there is someone, you little slut, that you have to meet.”



Taylor tried to act unsure, but quickly and willingly stripped. First she took off her tight sports bra, revealing her sexy small tits, and then she peeled away her yoga pants and her shoes followed after. She was completely shaved. The 17-year-old beauty stood completely nude in front of Jackie. Jackie then began to get even more devious. She reached behind herself and slowly pulled out her anal beads.



“Now for part two, while you walk with me, you will have these in your ass, got it Taylor?” Jackie barked.



Taylor actually whimpered at this, she had never done ass play before. In her moment of doubt she tried to cover herself, but Jackie stood up and quickly paced over to Taylor. Jackie bent pushed Taylor over to a wall of the ally and had her bend down. Jackie got onto her knees and began licking Taylor’s young asshole. Taylor, with her virgin asshole, began to moan and scream. When it was lubed enough, Jackie slowly slid to beads into Taylor’s ass.



“FUCK, oh fuck, fuck, fuck, oh yeah that’s fucking good. Shove them in me, oh yes, oh lord YES!” Taylor screamed as she came. Jackie was only halfway with the string of beads when Taylor came, so she kept going to the last one. Jackie managed to get all of the beads into the virgin asshole, but made Taylor cum twice while doing so.



“She is going to be the perfect fuck-toy for Coach and me.” Jackie thought. “Okay Taylor,” She said out loud, “You are going to follow me to my fitness instructor’s house. If you try to go anywhere, remember I have your clothes and you have some very special beads in your ass.” Jackie was getting wet all over again just from thinking about this little teen..



“Now before we go, I don’t think I really finished and you haven’t paid me back for the show; so on your knees, my little bitch.”



Taylor rushed at the opportunity; finally she was getting that sweet pussy. But first, Jackie pulled out a dog leash and collar from her purse, usually reserved for her. She put the collar on Taylor’s hands, binding them together, and she attached the leash. Then, while tightly holding the leash, Jackie lowered her short shorts and walked up to Taylor’s open and waiting mouth. Taylor already had her tongue stretched out, almost begging to be Jackie’s slave just for a taste of her pussy.



Jackie moved forward one last bit, and Taylor went to work. Taylor was slow at first, but she sped up quickly. She traced Jackie’s outer lips, and then slip her tongue in and out of her pussy. Jackie moaned, and began to push Taylor’s head closer to her. Then Taylor couldn’t control herself. She thrust her tongue into Jackie’s pussy and rubbed Jackie’s clit with her nose.



Jackie had never had someone eat her out with such animosity before, and she had cum within a minute. She fell to the ground, thanking Taylor and her tongue. Taylor blushed, getting even wetter, at the fact that the pleasure was all hers. She was, however, sad that it was over for now. But she, Taylor, couldn’t wait to be brought to this mystery place with this delicious mystery girl. She licked her lips, taking in the last of Jackie’s taste. Amazing.



“Wow slut, that was pretty damn good, I might just have to keep you for myself!” Jackie remarked. “Well, it’s almost ten, and I’m and hour late for my lesson because of you. Now stand up, clench your little beaded ass, and get ready for a little trip. Oh, Coach is going to love you.”



Taylor stood up slowly, waving her ass at Jackie. Jackie could only think of the things she wanted to do to her new playmate. She spanked Taylor. “Now, now, if you keep being so naughty I might have to punish you, do you want that?” Jackie remarked. She pulled the leash in between Taylor’s legs, rubbing her already wet pussy. She wanted to just fuck her now. Alas, she had to get to Coach. Within minutes, the two were standing in front of the house. Jackie was ready, knowing how she would be punished for being tardy, but rewarded for Taylor. Maybe she could even keep Taylor as her own slave. She wasn’t sure; all Jackie knew was one thing: she needed a workout.



“Now here’s the thing Taylor, for this man, his name is Coach, I am his slave. You are my slave. You are at our mercy bitch. We will do whatever we want to you if we so please, if you stay. Now you can go jog home, nude with anal beads, or you can come with me. Which is it?” Jackie asked Taylor.



Taylor walked up t o Jackie and pushed her mouth onto her new master’s. Jackie’s taste was still on Taylor’s lips, allowing them to both taste her.



“I am your little bitch. Watching you fuck yourself was my greatest idea. If this Coach is what you say he is, then I’m ready. You already took my anal virginity; maybe he’ll take my pussy. Or, if you don’t mind the few minutes, you can do it now.” Taylor said as she grinded on Jackie’s leg. Jackie got the message; she opened the door to Coach’s house, and pulled Taylor in with her.



They needed a workout.

So, here’s the background story with Noah and me. We met in some D/s related online chat. We both had strong tendencies in that direction, but weren’t sure where we wanted to go with things. We’re both married, and while I thought I understood my reasons for cheating (I was on some sort of revenge fuck-a-thon after my husband did me wrong). I could never understand his. You love your wife but you just have other needs? The concept bewildered me at the time.



We chatted for weeks. We shared fantasies and desires and hopes to fulfill them all for each other. We had set up a few other dates (I had backed out of each one at the last minute) before the day we finally met. I couldn’t wait to see him again.



I had two classes the day we (finally) met again. The night before we were chatting online and he told me in no uncertain terms to ensure that my anus was properly stretched and ready to receive him. Actually, what he said was more like “I love fucking your shit pipe.”



“What?!” I replied, “why would you call it that?”



“Because, it’s an awesome word and I never get to use it,” he replied. “But, my point is that I don’t want to take the time to stretch it every time I use it. So, you need to do it before hand. Use a butt plug. Don’t get crazy though you little butt slut, I don’t want it too stretched out.”



“OK, got it… but you don’t want what to get too stretched out?” I asked.



“Your shit pipe ;) gotta go, see you tomorrow, slut,” and with that, he was gone. That’s what I liked so much about Noah, he was fucking hilarious and normal and could fuck like a freak and not be a weird-o about it. Now I had to find the time to buy a butt plug before class. Luckily, on my way to school there was a magazine/sex store that I went to a few times before with my husband to buy porn.



I, like always, was running late. I ran into the store and found a small butt plug, even though he wanted me stretched one of the things I love about anal sex is the fact that I need to relax and allow myself to open in order for it to feel good, so this was my compromise. And well, he did say he didn’t want me too stretched. I had never worn a butt plug before and I was a little nervous. I figure it needs to be in for a while to actually do anything so after I paid, and picked up a small bottle of lube at the register, I asked if they had a bathroom. I wouldn’t have enough time to stop at a bathroom on campus and put it in. The clerk, a much older super pervy guy grinned and pointed me in the right direction. I felt my face flush as I turned and headed into the bathroom. I went into a stall and inserted the plug rather quickly. It went in fairly easy, it was just a small plug after all, and with just a little adjustment I was ready to go. I threw the packaging away, slipped the bottle of lube in my purse and was on my way. On my way out, feeling a renewed sense of sluttiness, I winked at the pervy old clerk.



So, sitting through my classes was interesting being all plugged up as I was. The sensation was new and exciting. Enough stimulation to keep my cunt wet and leaking through both classes. Enough stimulation to give me the guts to tease my nipples throughout my second class.



I was wearing a white beater style tank top (showcased my very hard nipples and my bra-less little tits) and a lavender cotton skirt. It hit at my knees and was kind of poofy. Just enough to flow with the breeze and make me feel super pretty. My candy apple bob was super straight as were my ultra short bangs that hit about half way down my forehead. I took the time this morning to put on enough mascara for my lashes to be ultra thick and black giving my eyes a smoky frame. I slathered on the pink lip gloss and spritzed with cotton candy body spray (there’s something really great about smelling like candy on a sticky hot summer day).



By the time my last class was over I was in desperate need of attention. My nipples were hard and protruding through my tank top. I walked out of class with an extra bounce in my step, I loved the way my tits jiggled around freely. I stopped in the bathroom to freshen up and headed over to Noah’s. As much as I anticipated seeing him I always felt a rush of anxiety just before. I’m not sure exactly why, but I could feel my heart beating out my chest and my hands got all clammy. This is why I stood him up so many times. It’s so much easier to make up an excuse than to pull into his driveway. I wiggled my ass into the seat of my car and felt the plug inside me move, causing more sticky sweet fluid to flow from my cunt. Who was I kidding, I needed this.



I pulled into his driveway and was at his door in an instant. He let me in and directed me to his office. He ran his photography business from home so it’s not unusual for him to have visitors during the day. That also meant that when you walked into his house his living room was decorated like an office waiting room, complete with super sized versions of his best work. Directly to the right is his office (which should probably be a dining room) and his kitchen. In his office, he led me to his desk (glass and steel with a mac and not much else on top) and instructed me to place my hands, palm down, on the desk top. I could feel him standing directly behind me, not touching but I knew he was there.



I felt his hands moving up my body and not touching me until he reached my face. He took my face in his hands and turned it to the left. He pushed my face, cheek down, onto the glass of his desk. I’m tall enough that this forced me to bend over at slightly more than a 45 degree angle. He ran his hands down the length of my body until he reached my skirt and pushed it up. He took a step back, leaving me face down with my ass in the air wondering what was going to happen. My cunt was leaking, I could feel the butt plug pressing against my anus. I wondered if he could see it past the black lace thong I was wearing.



“Do you have anything to tell me?” he asked. He knew the answer. He had given me a script to remember.



“My name is s-slut,” I stammered. “I am a dirty cunt whore. I am going to rub my wet cunt into my panties,” I paused to do exactly that, feeling my nectar soak through my panties and make my fingers slick. The humiliation of those words burning through me. “…and take them off so you can smell my cunt.” I reached down, leaving my face pressed against the table and using it to hold me up, and took them off. Holding them in my outstretched hand, I offered them to him. I could feel the humiliation burning in my cheeks, as well as my nipples and clit, as he took them from me and deeply inhaled my scent. “My body is yours to use as you please,” I breathed those last words. Anticipation…



“Very good slut. You’re a good li’l slut aren’t you?” He said much in the same way one would speak to a puppy. “I see you followed my instructions and wore the plug, slut.” He put his thumb on the plug in my ass and let his fingers play in my wetness.



“Yessir, of course I did…” I replied as I tried to wriggle my hips enough to get a little more contact from his fingers.



He withdrew his fingers from me entirely and began rubbing my ass cheek. He smacked where he was rubbing and then smacked the other ass cheek. “Let’s SMACK not SMACK get SMACK ahead SMACK of SMACK ourselves SMACK slut.” He continued spanking my ass until my cunt was dripping down my thighs. Then, he took off his belt.



I sighed, arched my back higher as a meager offering. He ran the cool leather of his belt across my burning ass. It was smooth and the coolness soothed the burning heat. I turned my head and looked at him just as I felt the first blow land. “Keep SMACK your SMACK cheek SMACK on SMACK the SMACK desk.”



Immediately I returned my cheek to the desk, “Yessir.”



Just when I thought I couldn’t take any more he stopped his assault on my ass. The pain was intense, but my cunt was dripping.



He gently ran his fingers over the welts on my ass, placed a kiss on one ass cheek, and then the other. He pushed up my tank top and ran his tongue from the very bottom of my back, up my spine, to my neck, where he kissed me. He licked and kissed and sucked on my neck as he reached around to feel my tits. He squeezed and pulled my tits. Twisting my nipples.



“Yes, yes, yes. Oh gawd fucking yes.” I moaned as I pressed myself back against him.



He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. And back. And back until I was on my knees then falling onto my back. He pushed my legs apart and entered me in one quick stroke. With the plug still in my ass this was my first double penetration. The feeling was amazing. The pressure from the plug was pushing him harder onto my g-spot. He started pounding into me at a fast pace. Taking long, deep, hard strokes. I could feel his pubic bone smashing against my clit. I was frenzied. Just as I was about to cum he pulled out and flipped me over onto my hands and knees.



He was back inside and plowing through my cunt before I knew it. When he reached up and yanked my head back I screamed out my first orgasm. As I reached the peak of this orgasm he pulled out, ripped the plug from my anus, and replaced it with his cock in one motion. The pain from having the plug ripped from me, his deep thrusts causing him to slam into my welted, tender ass, the merciless hammering of my shitpipe was all too much. My mind fogged, my feet tingled, he reached around and grabbed my tits, pinching the nipples and pulling them violently.



I heard him groan first, then felt him grow then spurt into my anus. The sensation of his hot cum hitting my bowels, his savage hands pulling at my tits, was too much and I came again. The spasms working through my anus to nurse the last of his orgasm from him.



He shrank, only slightly, and withdrew himself from me. I felt his fingers enter my anus and swirl around inside me. I was gaping open. He scooped out some cum and fed it to me, then he fed me his cock. I ran my tongue all over it, sucking it and licking it clean. When the job was done he pushed me away and I collapsed onto his floor. He pushed my hair out of my face, looked at me in a way I’ve never been looked at before, stroked my head and said “Good girl.”



I was proud in a way that I wasn’t familiar with.



He patted my head, then got up and walked away. I heard his shower turn on and knew I’d been dismissed. I put my panties back on and left. I drove him feeling intoxicated. Pondering our next visit, the meaning of this new pride I felt.



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This is a wife sharing, cuckold story. If you don’t like these kinds of stories then why in the hell are you reading it. If you want romantic stories then you need to be reading the stories in Romantic Encounters.







Tuesday morning, the second Tuesday under “Heather Rules,” I wake up smelling fresh bacon and eggs and hearing voices one of which is Heather’s.



By the time my eyes are able to focus, Heather is standing in the doorway naked, of course, with our ever faithful personal bellboy, Jason. I hear him tell her; “It’s a date; I’ll pick you up Thursday morning,” and then she kissed him on the lips. Flustered, Jason disappeared down the hall; Heather standing in the hall waving goodbye until Jason is on the elevator.



Heather turned and seeing me awake said, “I’m sorry, we didn’t mean to wake you but it’s just as well breakfast is getting cold.” I must have looked confused because Heather smirked and added, “I woke up early and ordered breakfast, I didn’t think you’d mind.”



Then the look on her face became very serious and she answered my unasked question with broken sentences, “Yes, I’m OK, it’s just that yesterday…I…but I think we both know….” Then a smile came over her face and her demeanor changed, “I’m a whore now and that’s just the way it’s going to be, at least while we’re in California.”



She next started to say something and then stopped. I think she was going to ask me if I was OK but then realized that my agreement to Heather’s Rules meant I did not get an opinion.



I just grunted and crawled out of bed and went to the bathroom.



The funny thing is I was alright with everything. Mentally, I knew I should have been pissed off and demanding that Heather stop this shit immediately but in all honesty I was not. I liked Heather this way; I liked being married to a whore. It made her more desirable to me somehow knowing I was getting for free what others were paying for and no matter what Heather would always be mine. Well, mine and Sy’s.



Heather, still naked, was sitting on the balcony munching on her breakfast when I joined her. “So, you probably gave poor Jason a heart attack when you greeted him at the door.” I said breaking the morning silence.



Heather just smiled, “Oh he was a little startled at first but he got over it quickly enough. It was so cute how he blushed and tried to pretend not to look while checking me out. He even asked me out on a date.” Heather said with a sly, smug, devilish look on her face.



“He did, did he?” I asked in mock indignation.



“Yep, he and some of his friends are going water skiing Thursday to celebrate one of the boy’s eighteenth birthday and Jason asked me to come along.” Heather answered. “I think it will be fun.”



“How many of his ‘friends’ are there going to be?” I queried.



“I don’t know, I didn’t ask,” she answered. “Like you heard, Jason said he’d pick me up early Thursday morning since it’s a long trip to the lake and he’ll have me back later Thursday.”



I just raised my eyebrows and we changed the subject, deciding to have dinner and do some dancing tonight. After we finished breakfast, I barely had time to shower and get dressed for today’s class. What I really wanted is to have Heather’s pussy wrapped around the hardon I always seem to be sporting lately.



Heather saw me off by standing in the hallway, naked of course, until the elevator came.



In class, Don was a much happier man, smiling and giving me a high five when we met at the break. “Damn that whore was good. I fucked her three times; I never fuck anyone more than once before I fall asleep. The last time she let me cum in her pussy, god it felt so good, having her pussy wrapped around my bare cock the way god intended it to be. Cost me a helluva lot but it was worth every penny. Best piece of ass I ever had,” he exclaimed.



I felt a little embarrassed having another man talk about fucking my wife and her being a “whore” but that was nothing compared to how honored I felt to be married to a woman who could be so highly praised for her skills in the sack.



By the end of the day, I was starving and ready to get back to my wife and have a fun evening with just her and me. But then I had a thought and I almost let it pass but instead I pulled out my cell phone. Pulling out the card I had put in my wallet; I dialed the number and the voice on the other end answered and said, “Hello, this is David.”



“Hi, David, this is Larry, Heather’s husband. Listen, Heather is free tonight and I thought you might like to drift by and join us latter. Maybe for coffee and dessert and some dancing and maybe some fun after that,” I told him.



David, of course, was all for it. We arranged for it to look like a coincidence that David would run into us at the restaurant where I would invite him to join us and the rest will play out from there.



I knew it was insane but sanity left me a long time ago. I knew I was arranging for David to fuck my wife and that I should have been ashamed of myself but I was not.



I love Heather and I love letting other men fuck my wife. If you have a problem with that then FUCK OFF asshole!



Heather wanted to surprise me so I went to the restaurant and waited. I had just sat down when in walked the most beautiful redhead in the world even though everything about her screamed slut!



Heather’s hair was showy but tasteful. Her alabaster skin was perfectly polished giving her a radiant glow. Her makeup was heavier than normal but it was perfect from her ruby red lips, to her blush to her mascara.



The dress she was wearing was unbelievable. It was a tight fitting gold lame that just covered her breasts in the front, the shoulder straps crisscrossed in the back leaving her back bare almost to her butt. The hem ran to maybe two inches below her crotch showing off her sexy legs and a lot more than that if she was not careful. It was so form fitting that it was obvious she was not wearing anything underneath, as evidenced by her nipples standing out high and proud against the stretchy fabric.



Her breasts had that special jiggle I love watching when she moved.



Her matching Gold 5″ spike heel shoes finished of the outfit. And of course, the silver colored chain around her ankle denoting Heather’s indentured status.



Heather came to me and we kissed passionately, every eye in the room watching us.



Our waiter came to us, or should I say Heather, instantly. Heather started with some white wine; I, of course, stayed with my normal iced tea.



Heather was absolutely radiant and she knew it. She provided the waiter with an ample view of her almost bare tits and she even pretended to drop her napkin just so she could give him a close up look at her long legs and probably her bald pussy when he picked it up for her.



All through dinner, we laughed and talked and held hands and kissed the way lovers do when their love is new and fresh. Men stared at us, well Heather actually. She knew it; I knew it and we both loved it.



By her forth glass of wine, Heather had lost all inhibition and was very giddy. She was laughing almost constantly; causing her braless breasts to jiggle, fantastically, just the way I like. Our poor waiter had a devil of a time hiding his boner from the other patrons.



Practically on cue, David strolled by our table and even better, he caught Heather’s eye. Heather grabbed him immediately and even greeted him with an enthusiastic embrace and a sexy full kiss on the lips; telling him to join us. And of course he accepted.



Dessert was ordered. David ordered a cognac for himself and Heather; he offered me one but I declined. Between our waiter, David and me, Heather had the undivided attention of three very horny men. As we enjoyed our dessert, David kept Heather entertained by whispering compliments and dirty things into Heather’s ear. Heather giggled like a school girl and playfully swatted David on the hand pretending to be embarrassed.



David rested his hand on the bare inner thigh of Heather’s right leg and slowly rubbed it; pushing the hem of Heather’s short dress higher and higher up her leg. Neither Heather nor I did or said anything; we were both just enjoying the moment.



Heather was buzzed when we got up to leave so she was in a very good mood. She left David and me to go to the ladies room but not before giving both of us a kiss. On her way back to us I watched as she passed our waiter, whispered something to him making him smile and they immediately disappeared into the kitchen.



David went to get his car as I waited for Heather. Curiosity got the better of me so I went around to the back of the restaurant and in the shadows I could see Heather topless and on her knees; her right hand and mouth wrapped around our waiter’s cock and her left hand working the guy’s scrotum and balls.



Silently, I watched as my wife worked to bring this guy off. He had his hands on the back of her head; guiding her as she bobbed her mouth up and down on his hard pole. All too soon, the guy moaned and I watched as his ass contracted and he shot his hot semen into my slut wife’s mouth.



Once his contractions stopped, Heather stood up with her nasty mouth open so the guy could see his semen deposited there. She closed her mouth, swallowed and licked her lips before she opened her mouth again to show our waiter that his stuff was all gone.



About that time, I realized I probably should not have tipped him since I think Heather had given him a big enough tip already.



Still topless she made small talk with the waiter as he fondled her bare breasts and pinched and sucked her nipples. Now it was her turn to help him as she used her hands on the back of his head to guiding him in pleasuring her breasts.



His break ended far too soon for Heather and he went back into the restaurant a much happier man.



Heather waited until he was gone before she walked over to me. “I didn’t think you had seen me,” I told her as she stood in front of me still naked from the waist up. I took advantage of the opportunity to stroke her still wet nipples and fondle her bare breasts.



She just smiled before turning her back to me and asked me to, “Lace me up.”



I pulled the strings of the straps up to her shoulders, recovering her breasts, tightened the laces crisscrossing her back and retied the ends. With Heather decent again we were ready to find David and leave for more fun.



David took us to a dance club and for the next couple of hours Heather danced with us and several of the other guys that asked her. David and the others took advantage of their time with Heather as they ran their hands over the bare places of her body, repeatedly squeezing and fondling her tits and ass as they danced.



Heather and David came back to the table where Heather sat on David’s lap. David pulled Heather to him and wrapped his arms around her kissing her deeply over and over again. It still felt a little strange watching another man be so intimate with my wife but more than that, it was too much of a thrill to ever stop.



David’s hand was under Heather’s dress. He turned her so that I could see his middle finger slide in and out of my wife’s sopping wet hole.



Heather broke their kiss and softly whispered, “I’m ready.” David and I immediately knew what she meant. David settled our tab and drove us back to our hotel. Instead of going to our room though, David took us to one of the suites on the top floor of the hotel. A perk of being the cop in the hotel I suppose.



Once in the room it was apparent that David had prepared. The lights were dimmed and soft romantic music played in the background. David opened a bottle of Champaign that he had chilling in a bucket and poured two glasses. Handed Heather her glass, he took the other. I was here as an extra.



After sipping their Champaign, Heather and David embraced and began kissing tenderly, their bodies swaying in time to the soft music. Pangs of jealousy stabbed me in the stomach but my horniness kept me glued in place as I watched the erotic scene unfolding in front of me.



David’s hands gripped Heather’s butt cheeks tightly, pulling her body hard into his. Their tongues danced in and out of each other’s mouths as the sexual tension rose. I stood silently observing and videoing, recording another of my wife’s infidelities.



A tug of a string and the knot binding Heather’s dress to her body was gone. The twin threads crisscrossing Heather’s back slackened. David and Heather’s body separated enough for David to slide the cords down and off Heather’s shoulders.



The layer of golden fabric that had covered Heather began to be peeled from her body to reveal the twin succulent orbs of her breasts tipped with their matching pink spheres. David reverently held them in his hands whispering almost inaudibly, “So beautiful.”



David bent his head and drew one of the tender nubs into his mouth causing a sigh to escape Heather’s lips. David turned his attention to the other before returning to the first and then alternating one to the other. Heather entwined David’s hair in her hands encouraging him in his oral explorations.



Heather pulled away from her new lover long enough to slip her dress off so that she now stood naked for his admiration. Lascivious eyes raked over her pale flesh taking in the beauty of her nakedness. David was totally captivated by the sensual creature in front of him and could only keep repeating, “My god you’re so beautiful.”



It struck me how true he was and how much I had taken Heather’s beauty for granted through the years. Sometimes it takes having others to point the obvious out to you to know how blessed you are and how easy it is not to appreciate the gifts we are given.



David’s eyes settled on the vertical slit running between Heather’s legs. A shaking hand went to it and a single finger slid up and down its length which was wet and gooey with Heather’s love dew. Heather’s love lips parted and separated as the invader probed up and down. Heather’s eyes were closed and her face reflected the pleasure her lover’s digit provided.



David stopped rubbing and brought his sopping wet finger up to his nose to savor the heady aroma of my wife. The finger next went in his mouth for him to taste the ultra sweet nectar. My mouth was watering like I tasted the same sweetness David did.



After that, David guided Heather in a slow spin as his gaze roamed up and down the naked womanly vision before him. With Heather’s back to him, David next reached around Heather’s body to clutch her breasts greedily in his hands and pull her bare body into his. He pulled Heather’s hair to the side and sensuously began to kiss and nibble the tender skin of Heather’s earlobe and neck.



Heather’s breathing was rough and ragged and her constant sighing revealed her increasing agitation as her pleasure rose.



When Heather was ready she turned around to face her tormenter and began to release the buttons of shirt in preparation. In quick order David was unburdened of his shirt, pants and other garments until he too stood naked before his lover, my wife, his hard cock jutting lewdly out in front of him pointing straight at Heather for her own lustful and admiring gaze.



David was remarkably fit for his age, lacking the pot belly and love handles that are the plague of most men his age. A circular scar on his chest bore witness to a bullet wound suffered years earlier. In front, David sported a rock hard circumcised cock that stood straight and proud, 6″ long and fairly big around.



Heather toyed with it in her hands as she looked into David’s eyes and coyly giggled and smiled before she sank to her knees. Heather took her time admiring her latest toy; eyeing it appreciatively and rubbing her hands up and down and around its girth.



At the tip, a drop of fluid winked from the hole. Heather smiled playfully and stuck out her tongue and touched it to the opening in the purple head; tasting David’s first few drops of cum. Once these were gone, Heather opened her mouth and engulfed the tender flesh; her lips encircling the shaft behind the head. Heather’s cheeks alternately puffed out and drew in as she began to suck on David’s hard cock.



Silently I removed my own clothing and released my own over hard cock; it felt so good.



David could only stand much of Heather’s oral ministrations before he risked dumping his load down her throat. Despite the overwhelming feeling of pleasure he was feeling, he was intent on depositing his seed in Heather’s love box.



Without speaking, he reached down and pulled Heather to her feet. Engulfing her in his embrace, he kissed her lustfully before he lifted her off her feet and carried her into the bedroom as I followed close behind.



Once in the bedroom, they continued their lustful kissing until David laid Heather onto their waiting bed. Staring deep into her lover eyes, she opened her legs for her newest lover to admire her exposed slit and its tender fleshy folds for the first time. David’s eyes were filled with admiration and lust.



She ran the fingers of her right hand up and down her wet slit from her clit to her vagina several times until she stopped and separated her two tender petals; pulling them wide apart to unveil her most intimate pink treasure normally hidden beneath.



David took a few seconds to gaze at the womanly vision presented to him before he crawled between Heather’s spread legs and pointed his stiff member at Heather’s waiting entrance. Heather’s hand wrapped around his pole and David pushed forward, making contact and then slowly sank himself into my wife’s pussy.



Heather sighed and a low, growling, “yesssss” escaped her lips as the hard shaft slipped past her outer lips and began to fill her love tunnel with its engorged hardness.



Although I know it had happened several times over the last week, this was my first time to actually watch another man fuck my wife. On one hand, I felt like someone had just punched me in the gut. On the other hand, it was one of the sexiest, most mesmerizing things I have ever witnessed in my life; seeing David’s hard cock disappear into my wife. My wife, who until only a week ago had only had sex with me.



My cock still gets hard each time I watch the video I have watched hundreds of times of David’s hard cock sliding into Heather’s overheated vagina.



David’s ass began to slowly rise and fall as his cock moved in and out of my unfaithful wife. I could almost feel her moist tightness around my own hard cock, having felt it myself so many times before.



There was no way David was going to last long even though he was determined to take his time. I was still videoing the sexy scene and focused close up from behind as David’s rod slid in and out, building to the inevitable climax. The image of David buried balls deep in Heather filled the view finder as David’s balls pumped up and down; the unmistakable sign that David was pumping his hot semen into my adulterous wife.



David lay on Heather kissing her for a few moments before he rolled off of her and pulled his rapidly deflating penis from my wife’s just fucked vagina. I stayed focused on my wife’s pussy as it closed behind David’s just vacated cock; capturing the image of another man’s semen left in the interior of my wife’s tunnel and coating her delicate nether lips.



I never stopped videoing. I was determined to capture as much of the salacious scene as I could as David’s cream oozed from Heather’s pussy. As I videoed a finger came into my viewer and began to curve indicating it was my turn. I set the camera down still pointed at the bed and moved to where Heather wanted me.



Heather patted the covers next to her and I lay down next to Heather just like she wanted. I should have known what was coming but I was still surprised.



Heather smiled devilishly and straddled me with her legs on either side of my head. I gazed up at Heather’s bald pussy, slick and dripping from a mixture of Heather’s love juices and David’s freshly deposited semen, still steaming. Heather’s lowered her freshly fucked pussy closer to her target.

Continued from “Finally Some Action for the Third Wheel”



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I woke up in my bed with a raging hard-on and the memory of tag-teaming my slutty friend, Stacy, with her boyfriend, Dave, the night before. In case you don’t know what is going on my friend Stacy is one hell of a nasty whore. I live in a two bedroom condo near the beach with her and her boyfriend. Things started a few weeks ago with Stacy teasing me and the two of them leaving their bedroom door open to put on nasty sex shows for me. The teasing quickly led to me fucking my best friend and doing all sorts of nasty things with her. I thought she was cheating and that I was being a perverted asshole but it turned out that Dave was in on the whole thing. His girlfriend is too much of a cock fiend for him to handle alone so he welcomed the chance at having someone else to help keep her occupied. So that was how last night ended up with Dave and I double stuffing Stacy with our fat cocks. After last night life was going to be very different in the condo.



I rolled out of bed and pulled my hard cock out through the fly in my pajama pants. I had just woken up but I was already horny and ready to have some nasty fun. I walked out of my room and could hear someone playing a video game in the living room and someone doing dishes in the kitchen. I knew there was no way that Stacy was playing the video game so I walked down the hallway to the kitchen, letting my swollen member lead the way.



I walked into the kitchen and the sight before me made my cock stiffen even more. Stacy was standing at the sink doing the dishes without any clothes on. Let me describe Stacy for you real quick. She has long blond hair, blue eyes and a sexy body that she keeps in shape with yoga every day. She’s not a skinny girl but she has a nice, tight, curvy body with wonderful, grapefruit-size tits and a juicy ass that any black guy would love. Right now that wonderful ass was arched back for my full viewing pleasure.



“Good morning,” I said as I hugged Stacy from behind, pressing my hard shaft into the crack of her ass. I could instantly feel the steaming wetness of her tight snatch.



“Mmm, good morning to you too,” Stacy replied as she ground her ass and cunt back onto my throbbing cock.



I was incredibly horny as I wasted no time in pulling back and shoving my fat prick into Stacy’s tight pussy. She let out a surprised moan as my entire fat eight inches buried itself in her sopping wet cunt. I grabbed Stacy and bent her over the kitchen sink as I started to pump my cock into her.



“Ugh…I see someone….unnhh….woke up horny…..uumph….this morning,” Stacy groaned as I started to brutally pound into her. I could hear the sound of my balls slapping against her thighs as my thick shaft slammed into her snatch.



When I woke up this morning I had come to the decision that I was going to treat Stacy like the degraded slut that she was. She had tricked me into thinking that I was helping her cheat on her boyfriend (which I had felt really guilty about) when she was just toying with me. I decided that I was going to get back at her by getting as rough and nasty with her as she could possibly handle. If Stacy like acting like a pornstar whore than I was going to treat her like one.



I grabbed a handful of Stacy’s hair and yanked her head back so that it was next to mine as I continued to relentlessly fuck her. “You had fun with your little game the last couple of weeks but now it is my turn. You are a filthy slut and I am going to treat you like one. Prepare to be punished.”



“Oooh, bring it on fucker,” Stacy said as she mashed her lips to mine and shoved her tongue into my mouth. We explored each others tonsils as I relentlessly pounded her pussy with my cock. I reached around with my left arm to maul her juicy tits.



“Sounds like you guys are having a sweaty morning!” Jason suddenly yelled from the living room.



“I have to punish your slut of a girlfriend for playing her game with me these last few weeks!” I yelled back as I bent Stacy over the sink again, still fucking her.



I looked down and enjoyed the view of my thick shaft spreading Stacy’s cunt lips wide each time it mashed its way into her womb. I grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them so I could get a better view. Her puckered asshole looked inviting and for a second I considered pulling out my cock and burying it in her ass when I decided to skip it as I could already feel my load building.



Instead I pulled my cock out of Stacy’s ass with a wet pop, spun her around, and push her down to her knees in front of me. Stacy stared at me with a look of lust as she opened her mouth wide, knowing what I wanted. I did not disappoint as I aimed my swollen cockhead at her open mouth and started pushing it in. Stacy’s tongue slurped on my cock as I put my hand on the back of her head and pushed down. I felt the tightness of my best friends throat as my throbbing member slowly forced its way down her gullet. Stacy gagged and gurgled as her nose came to rest in my pubic hair with my cock fully engulfed in her mouth and throat. I moaned as I felt my dick pulsate and swell in the tight confines. After about ten seconds Stacy tried to pull back but I denied her as I held her head firmly in place.



“Breathe through your nose slut,” I said as I tried to force my cock even deeper. “I want to feel my load pump straight into your stomach.”



Stacy snorted some air through her nose and looked up at me. There was no anger in her eyes as they appeared to be glazed over with lustiness. Her face looked so wonderful with my shaft buried in her mouth. I reached down and stroked the front of her neck, feeling my hard cock in her tight throat. Every once in while Stacy would gag and choke a bit but for the most part she kept my dick lodged in her throat like an absolute pro. After a couple of minutes I felt my cock getting ready to explode.



“Uuuggh, prepare for your breakfast protein boost!” I groaned as I felt my prick erupt in the tightness of Stacy’s throat. She had no choice but to work her throat muscles as fast as she could and gulp down my gooey seed. I gripped the sides of her head as it felt like I was pumping a gallon of cum right in to her stomach.



When my orgasm finally subsided I pulled my softening, wet cock out of Stacy’s mouth. She looked up at me and smiled as she licked her lips for any remnants of jizz. Her smile grew even bigger when she looked over and saw Dave standing in the kitchen doorway, stroking his hard shaft. He must have watched me fill his girlfriends belly with my cum and decided to get some action himself.



“I’m gonna hit the shower now, she’s all yours,” I said as I moved past Dave so he could get in the kitchen. As I walked into the bathroom I heard Stacy gag as Dave grabbed her head and shoved his prick down her throat.



2



The next few days were a nasty, x-rated dream. Stacy’s sexual appetite truly was insatiable. She was in the mood for a hard cock any time, anywhere. Any time my dick twitched and I felt a little horny all I had to do was grab her, stick my cock in one of her lovely holes and go to town. She was never not in the mood. She still ate regular meals but she was consuming huge amounts of cum as well.



There was even one time when I woke up in the early morning around 3 AM to the sensations of Stacy slurping on my cock. While I was half asleep, she got me hard and then rode me until I filled her snatch with a load of cum. I thought it had been a dream in the morning until she confirmed that it had actually happened.



That was how things went for a few days. Dave and I would wake up, have a fuck and suck session with Stacy and then we all go to work. After work we got home and it’s nastiness all night until we go to bed (we watch TV, eat and do other stuff in between of course).



When it was Wednesday Dave informed us that his family was coming out to visit from Friday until next Tuesday and then when they left he was going to fly back home with them for a few days. His mom, dad, younger sister, and younger brother would be staying at a hotel nearby. Of course they wanted to meet Stacy and myself and do all sorts of activities, meals and sight-seeing. We were a bit bummed as this seemed like it was going to put a damper on our sexual activities. I decided that I could deal with it especially considering that when they left Dave was going with them for a few days. This meant that I would have Stacy all to myself for a little bit. I was already forming ideas in my head of some nasty fun we could have without Dave around. It was going to be a tough few days to get through.



We got as much nasty fun in as possible in the next couple of days and then Dave’s family rolled into town. Dave left to pick them up in the morning while Stacy and I stayed at the condo. They arrived just minutes after I had blown a fat load of jizz down Stacy’s throat. She was in the bathroom freshening herself up when they walked in through the front door.



Dave’s dad seemed like a really nice guy. His name was Hank and he looked like an older version of Dave except he seemed to be in better shape then his son. Dave’s mom, Janice, was short, dumpy and not very good looking. Hank was a handsome guy and I thought he could have done better than what I was looking at in front of me. Love is love though I guess. Dave’s sister, Sara, was next. I had to will myself to keep my dick from hardening at the sight of her. Sara was 19 years old but I imagine she could have passed for 16 if she wanted. She wasn’t even five feet tall and she probably weighed in somewhere in the 95 pound range. She had one of the most petite, sexy bodies I had ever seen. Her delicious body was tight and toned with an unbelievably gorgeous ass and a nice set of tits for such a compact frame. This lovely body was combined with the face of a pixie. Sara had short, brown hair, trimmed at her shoulders and sparkling green eyes. When we shook hands there was something about the look she gave me that was not innocent all as she seemed to size me up in some way. I got a very interesting vibe from her. Lastly came Dave’s little brother, Todd. He was 16 years old and looked exactly like a younger version of his brother and father. He looked to be in great shape just like his dad.



Eventually Stacy came out and introductions were made once again. When Stacy met Hank she gave him a huge hug. Everyone else was chatting so I was the only one who noticed the sultry look that Stacy gave Hank. He responded by briefly pressing his crotch into her as they finished their hug. After seeing that I was starting to have second thoughts about this family visit being a bummer. Things could get interesting after all.



Once introductions were finished it was decided that everyone was hungry. Stacy had prepared a picnic lunch that she thought would be great to take down to the beach. Everyone agreed and that was decided to be the plan. We loaded up with all our chairs and towels and other beach stuff while Stacy went to finish getting the food ready. When we are ready to go she announced that she still had a little bit left to prepare but that everyone else should go ahead. Hank had already been helping her pack the food up so he announced that he would stay and help her and meet us down there.



We were half way to the beach when I realized I had left my cell phone at the condo. I was expecting a call about a new job so I needed to go back and pick it up. I let everyone know what I was doing and that they should keep going and get us a good spot. It was a nice day so I knew the beach would be a little crowded.



When I got back to the condo I walked in and heard some odd noises coming from the kitchen when they instantly stopped. Stacy peeked around the corner with a look of relief on her face.



“Oh good, it’s just Jeff. Trust me he is cool.”



I walked down the hallway and looked in to the kitchen. I was only somewhat surprised at the sight of Stacy bent over with her bikini bottoms around her ankles and Hank standing right behind her with his very large looking cock sticking obscenely out of Stacy’s tight snatch. His prick was so thick and long that it looked like a veiny arm reaching up into her sucking pussy. Hank still looked a little uneasy at the sight of me standing there in doorway.



“Damn Stacy you did not waste any time did you?” I said as I pulled down my board shorts and released my hardening cock. Stacy immediately leaned forward and took my member into her mouth. I placed one hand on the back of her head and pushed down, shoving my dick down her tight throat. Stacy was choking on my cock as I extended my other hand out in a handshake to Hank. “Nice to meet you again Hank.”



“Haha, yes Jeff, it’s nice to meet you again too,” Hank laughed and smiled as he reached across Stacy’s back and shook my hand. With that he put his hands on her hips and resumed thrusting his fat prick into Stacy’s snatch. She moaned and gurgled around my cock as Hank pumped into her. “So my son has himself quite the girlfriend it appears.”



“Oh man Hank, you have no idea,” I grinned. “He’s cool with it though. He realized that there is no way one man could keep this slut satisfied.”



“I can see that. Wow there are some nasty chicks back home that I enjoy fucking but this girl is something else.”



“Oh man you haven’t seen anything yet. I don’t think she has any limits. Do you have any limits Stacy?”



Stacy made a gurgling noise around my cock that sounded like a no. Hank laughed, put his hand on the back of her head and shoved it towards my cock. Stacy’s nose mashed into my pelvis as my shaft was as deep down her throat as it could possibly go. Stacy gagged and a bit of saliva drooled out of the corners of her mouth.



“Damn that is some hot shit,” Hank said as he held Stacy’s head in place. “Not too often you find a chick who can deepthroat a big cock like she’s doing. What a nasty fucking slut.”



“You look like your packing a pretty big weapon down there Hank. You should see how good her deepthroating skills really are.”



Hank nodded and pulled his huge prick out from Stacy’s wet cunt. It made a wet plop as it slapped on to the top of her ass. Hank’s massive cock was dripping and glistening with Stacy’s juices. I could not help but be impressed by what Hank was packing and amazed that he was able to get it inside Stacy’s tight pussy. His cock had to be about 11 inches long and was ridiculously thick.



I released my dick from the confines of Stacy’s throat as she gasped for air. Hank grabbed her by the hair and pulled her towards him. Stacy smiled as his huge cock smacked her in the face.



“Mmm, your cock is so big Hank. I hope it can fit all the way down my throat. I bet your cum would shoot right into my belly.”



“Oh Stacy, your so pretty and nasty I think you will find a way to make my dick disappear.”



Hank aimed is monster dick at Stacy’s face and she opened her mouth as wide as possible. Her lips stretched wide as his prick entered her mouth. He was able to get a couple of inches in before he hit the entrance to her throat. Hank put a hand on each side of her head and began to force his cock down her gullet. I watched in amazement as Stacy’s throat stretched and bulged as inch after inch of Hank’s thick cock disappeared down into her mouth. Stacy snorted air through her nose and made choking noises as Hank really had to work hard to get the last couple of inches down her throat. I put my hand on the back of her head and pushed to try and help out. Finally Stacy was looking up at Hank with all 11 inches of his cock buried in her mouth and throat.



“Well holy shit, I can’t believe it,” Hank said in shock. “I can’t believe how fucking tight her throat feels around my dick. I already feel like I could blow my load.”



“Do it then Hank. Pump you man goo right in to her stomach. Stacy loves a belly full of cum.”



Stacy looked up at Hank with his cock buried down her throat and did her best to nod in agreement.



“Well all right then. I hope your hungry slut cause I’m gonna blow big time.”



Stacy moaned around his cock as he held her there. Hank groaned as he flexed his prick in the tight confines of her throat. A steady stream of drool was spilling out the sides of Stacy’s mouth as she breathed through her nose and maintained her deepthroat action. Finally Hank let out a loud moan and forced Stacy back against the kitchen cabinets as he tried to forced his cock even deeper then it already was. I watched as Stacy’s throat muscles worked frantically to gulp down what seemed to be a huge amount of cum. Hank was groaning as he seemed to be unloading an endless supply of jizz into her stomach.



Eventually Hanks orgasm subsided and he slowly pulled his softening cock out of Stacy’s mouth. She let out a small belch as she seemed to be fighting to keep her semen meal down.



“Oh my God, that was so much fucking cum,” she said as she licked her lips. “I feel like you just filled my belly with a gallon of jizz.”



“Think you got room for a little more?” I asked. I had been stroking my hard cock while I was watching Stacy deepthroat Hank and was about ready to blow my load.



“Mmm, I’ve always got room for more,” Stacy answered as she crawled over to me and took my cock in to her mouth.



I felt the jizz rush up through my cock and I exploded in Stacy’s mouth. I moaned as she gulped down wad after wad of my cum. Stacy was a pro as she drank down her second huge load of cum without spilling a drop.



After I was finished I pulled my shrinking cock from Stacy’s mouth and put my board shorts back on. Stacy went into the bathroom to brush her teeth while Hank and I finished packing up the food. When Stacy came out of the bathroom she had a smile on her face.



“Looks like I already had my picnic lunch. I literally feel full from all that cum you guys fed me. What a delicious meal.”



I felt my dick twitch again in my shorts. “Come on Stacy you gotta cut that talk out now. Your gonna make me and Hank show up at the beach sporting huge boners. Could get us in a bit of trouble.”



We all had a laugh at the thought of that bad idea. As we walked to the beach we made sure to chat about everything except sex. We successfully joined the others without growing huge protruding hard-ons.



3



We spent the next couple of hours lounging in the sun and frolicking in the water. I had to either go in the water or stay in a folding chair in order to hide my constant erection. I could not help but get hard every time I saw Sara running around in her bikini. It was solid black and did not leave much to the imagination. Her tight ass and pert tits looked amazing as she ran around. I could have sworn that it seemed like she was purposely bending over in front of me every once in a while so I could get a great view of her ass and even see the outline of her pussy lips. Sara’s tiny, petite body was unbelievably sexy.



As we finished up eating lunch Stacy announced that she had forgotten the cookies she had for dessert and was going to go back to the condo real quick and grab them. To my surprise she asked Todd if he wanted to go with her. He instantly agreed and as they were leaving she turned around and gave me a wicked look. I knew exactly what she intended to do and could not believe she was going for Dave’s little brother. She truly was a degraded, nasty slut.



It was a five minute walk to the condo and they were gone for twenty minutes. As Stacy was walking back to join us she seemed to be walking a little bow-legged. She immediately announced she wanted to go for a swim after the walk and headed into the ocean. I followed her in so that I could find out what had happened.



“So did you fuck Todd too?” I asked as we bobbed in the waves.



Stacy looked at me with a devilish grin on her face. “Of course. I found out that kid is actually a filthy little pervert. Just the kind I love.”

“So what happened?”



“As soon as we got back to the place I just went for it and grabbed his dick through his shorts. The kid was already hard and as soon as he got the go ahead his cock was out and he was yanking down my bikini bottoms. He said he wanted to fuck my asshole so he bent me over the loveseat and shoved his cock up my ass. He’s got a big dick just like Dave and his dad.”



My dick was rock hard while Stacy was telling her story. “Damn, Todd sounds like he’s definitely no virgin.”



“He’s definitely had some experience. He fucked my ass so hard I thought he was going to rip me apart. Then he unloaded a huge load of jizz inside me.”



“Hence why you’re in the water right now.”



“Exactly. I think I’m good to go now. I’m heading back in.”



“Yea, I gotta chill out here for a few minutes. You kinda got me riled up with your story.”



“Ooh, well save it for later. We will find some time for a little more fun.”



Stacy winked at me and headed back to the beach. We ended up hanging out there for another hour before everyone decided they had enough sun for the day. We walked back to the condo and Hank, Janice and Sara decided they wanted to go to their hotel to check in, take a nap, and freshen up so Dave left to give them a ride. Todd decided he would stay and hang out with us.



I took a quick shower and when I got out I could hear the distinct sounds of sex coming from the living room. I walked down the hallway and found Todd lying on the loveseat with Stacy straddling him and bouncing on his hard cock in her pussy. Todd had a tit in each hand and was busy kneading away at them while talking dirty to her.



“Yea you fucking love my cock in your cunt, don’t you slut?”



“Oh God yes. I love getting fucked like the whore I am. I love how big your cock feels in my pussy.”



Stacy looked up and noticed me standing there. I dropped the towel I had wrapped around my waist so that I was naked, with my rock hard cock jutting out towards her. I walked over and she took my cock in her hand and started stroking it. Todd did not seem surprised at all to see me standing there.



“What’s up Jeff. You should stick your dick in Stacy’s ass so we can double fuck this slut. I’ve never done that before.”



“Haha, I see you are an expert at how to treat a slut Todd.”



“Eh, I’ve had some practice. My dad passes his sluts along to me sometimes and I have my own as well. We’re a very horny family. I gotta say though, Stacy you are beyond anything I’ve met back home. Your so sexy and slutty, your fucking awesome!”



“Aw, thanks Todd,” Stacy said as she leaned down and shoved her tongue in his mouth.



I took this opportunity to move up behind Stacy. I spit on my hand and rubbed the saliva on my cock so I could lube it up a bit for entry into her tight asshole. Stacy stopped bouncing on Todd’s dick as I pushed the head of my cock into her anal entry. I relished the view of my thick shaft spreading her asshole wide as it pushed into her bowels. My cock finally sank all the way into her ass and Stacy moaned as she enjoyed the feeling of being filled with two huge pricks.



“Holy shit!” Todd exclaimed. “Her pussy is even tighter now!”



“Oh God! I’m so full of cock!” Stacy groaned as Todd and I started to pump our dicks in and out of her.



It took us a couple of minutes before we finally got a rhythm going. Stacy was moaning and groaning as Todd and I double fucked her on the loveseat. After a couple of minutes of fucking her the door suddenly opened and Dave walked in.



“Ah ha! Looks like you guys are having a fun time! I see your definitely enjoying yourself little bro,” Dave said as he walked over and smacked Todd on the back of the head. “Stacy, looks like these two guys got you pretty well stuffed.”



“There’s always room for more,” Stacy said as she reached for Dave’s crotch.



Dave obliged her by pulling his board shorts down to let his hardening cock spring free. While Todd and I continued to fuck Stacy’s ass and pussy, she leaned over and took Dave’s cock into her mouth. He grabbed the sides of her head and slowly started to fuck his cock into her mouth and down her throat.



“Wow Dave, your girlfriend is one hell of a nasty, filthy slut,” Todd said.



“You have no idea bro. Did you fuck my dad yet Stacy?”



“Of course she did,” I answered while Stacy nodded with her mouth full of cock. “Walked in on him plowing her in the kitchen this morning.”



“You are an insatiable little cock slut,” Dave said as he started to fuck her face harder. Stacy gurgled around his prick in agreement.



Stacy was moaning and groaning in cock heaven as the three of us had all her holes stuffed with man meat. I could not believe how nasty Stacy could be. She had her boyfriend facefucking her while his little brother pumped away at her pussy and her best friend fucked her tight asshole. Stacy groaned and choked on Dave’s cock as her body shuddered with an orgasm. She was thoroughly enjoying the triple fucking that we were giving her. After a few more minutes of sweaty fucking I felt my own orgasm begin to build.



“Shit. I’m about to cum. How bout you guys?”



“Ugh, yea I’m about there,” Todd said from below Stacy’s sweaty body.



“Me too,” Dave grunted as he shoved his cock all the way down Stacy’s throat.



“Fuck yea, let’s fill this slut with our jizz at the same time!” I yelled as we all started fucking Stacy as hard as we could.



Within seconds I felt my orgasm coming and I grunted as my cock exploded deep inside Stacy’s tight asshole. Todd and Dave both groaned as their pricks erupted in unison inside Stacy’s pussy and down her throat. Stacy was moaning around the cock in her throat as the three of us unleashed a torrent of cum into her. I could feel Todd’s dick pulsating in her snatch as my own cock throbbed in her butt with each spurt of gooey semen. When we finally finished cumming we pulled our softening cocks from her holes and she flopped down on the loveseat, an exhausted cum-filled mess.



Dave went to go take a shower and a few minutes later Stacy went to go join him while Todd took a nap out on the patio. Eventually I could hear the sounds of Stacy getting fucked again in the shower by Dave. I guess Dave wasn’t finished after filling his girlfriends belly with his sperm.



4



I decided to take a nap myself and went into my room to lie on my bed. An hour later I woke up and came out of my room. Dave was gone, probably to pick up the rest of his family to come back and have dinner. I could see Todd still sitting out on the patio but no sign of Stacy. As I walked closer to the patio door I discovered where Stacy was. She was on her knees between Todd’s legs, giving him a quick blowjob before his family arrived. As I walked outside I could hear Todd grunting as he was obviously cumming in Stacy’s mouth.



I considered whipping out my dick for a quick blowjob but figured I didn’t have enough time before everyone showed up. I was correct as Dave and his family walked in the door a couple of minutes later. Dave and Hank started the grill to cook some burgers while the rest of us cracked some beers and chilled. Stacy was wearing a little skirt and as soon as I could I reached up her skirt to see if she had panties on. There was nothing as my fingers rubbed on her dripping snatch. Stacy winked at me and flashed a wicked grin. She wanted the guys to have easy access if they had an opportunity for a quick fuck.



I kept my eye on Stacy to see how daring she would be. Every time Sara and Janice had there attention elsewhere she would be groping cocks through our pants or be getting groped herself. Everyone was getting in on the action whenever Janice and Sara were not looking. Todd was relentless as he was constantly pressing his crotch into her or reaching up under her skirt to finger her pussy whenever he had a chance. At one point I saw Hank go into the kitchen where Stacy was washing some dishes and start talking to her as he was obviously pressing his cock into her ass from behind. Even Dave was groping his own girlfriend whenever he could. I got in on the action as well, grabbing her ass and shoving fingers into her snatch as often as possible.



Partway through the evening Dave’s cousin, Ron, showed up to say hi to everyone and grab a bite to eat. I figured out pretty quickly that Ron was obviously familiar with Stacy’s nastiness as he got in on the groping action as well. At one point he caught me watching as he dry-humped Stacy from behind and gave me a wink.



At one point we started running low on beer and Ron and Stacy said they would walk down to the liquor store to buy more. Stacy asked me if I would like to join them and I agreed. We left the condo and started walking to the liquor store. The whole time we were walking Stacy kept grabbing at our hard dicks through our pants. We reciprocated by mauling her ass and pussy with our hands and fingers. Part way to the store Ron suddenly stopped and looked down an alleyway that ran between two closed retail stores. It was very dimly lit and quiet as well.



“Aight, there’s no one around and this looks like a good spot,” Ron said. “Ok Jeff one of us can stand lookout while the other goes back and takes care of this naughty slut.”



“And here I thought we were just getting beer,” Stacy said sarcastically as she rubbed Ron’s dick through his pants.



“Haha, well Ron looks like Stacy has you going already so I will take first watch,” I said as Ron led Stacy down the alley.



There was a planter in front of one of the stores so I sat down on the wall in front of it. I had a good view of anyone coming by and a good view of Stacy and Ron part way down the hallway. I watched as Ron unzipped his fly and pulled out his large cock. It appeared as though big dicks were abundant in the entire family. He flipped Stacy around and pushed her up against the wall of one of the stores as he flipped her skirt up to reveal her juicy ass. I watched as he aimed his prick at her snatch and slowly impaled her on his cock. Ron pushed Stacy into the wall as he slowly started to fuck her.



They were doing a good job of being quiet as I could barely hear them grunting and groaning as they fucked in the alley. My cock was straining to burst from my pants as I watched Ron’s thick shaft sliding in and out of Stacy’s twat. Ron grabbed her hair and yanked her head back as he would thrust his prick so deep into her cunt that she would lift slightly off the ground. After a few minutes Ron pulled his cock from her snatch and pushed her down to her knees in front of him. Stacy opened her mouth just in time as Ron’s load erupted from the head of his cock. I watched as he unloaded spurt after spurt of cum into her waiting mouth. When he finished he shook the remaining drops of jizz into her open mouth before Stacy swallowed the whole load down in one gulp. Ron put his dick away and headed back down the alley while Stacy stayed where she was.



“Your turn dude,” Ron said as he came out of the alley and sat down on the planter.



I walked down the alley towards Stacy, pulling out my hard cock in the process. Stacy licked her lips at the sight of my throbbing member wobbling back and forth as I walked. I pulled Stacy to her feet and pushed her up against the wall as Ron had done.



“Mmm, so you want to fuck me like a dirty hooker too I see,” Stacy cooed as I jammed my fat cock into her sopping wet pussy.



My shaft was glistening with her juices as I watched it pump in and out of her tight pussy. Her snatch made obscene slurping noises as I fucked her from behind. Stacy moaned as I forced her up against the wall even more as I shoved my cock into her as deep as it could get. I was thrusting away at Stacy’s snatch when I suddenly heard Ron talking to someone at the end of the alley. I stopped fucking Stacy and froze with my cock still buried in her cunt. To my surprise a random guy came around the corner and started heading down the alley. Ron peeked around the side of the alley and gave me a thumbs up as the guy came up to us.



“Hey guys, I was walking by when I happened to see you two having fun down here,” the guy said. He seemed nice enough and looked like any other guy you might run into at a bar down here. “Your buddy said it would be cool if I got a quick nut off.”



“Whip out that cock and feed me your gooey cum stud,” Stacy said to the guy. Damn, she was such a slut.



The guy smiled as he unzipped his fly and pulled out his hardening, six inch cock. While still keeping my prick buried in her snatch, I turned with Stacy so she was facing the guy. She wasted no time in bending over and taking his cock into her mouth. The guy groaned as she took him all the way down her tight throat.



“Go ahead and fuck her face man,” I said to the guy. “She loves that sort of shit.”



Stacy gurgled in agreement as she started to fuck her own throat along the guys cock while I went back to pumping away at her pussy. The guy took his cue from Stacy and started to fuck her pretty face. It only took about a minute before the guy groaned and unloaded his cum down Stacy’s throat. She eagerly gulped down the gooey treat until she had drained his balls.



“Oh man, thank you. That was fucking awesome,” the guy said as he put his dick away and took off back down the alley.



I fucked Stacy for a few more minutes until I felt my own load brewing. I pulled my cock out of her pussy and she immediately turned around and took it in her mouth. I grabbed the back of her head and shoved my prick down her throat as my orgasm hit me. Stacy made gagging noises as I spurted my fourth load of the day down her throat. I finished blowing my load as Stacy sucked at my dick to get the last few drops of jizz. After that we straightened ourselves up and headed out of the alley to meet Ron.



“Damn slut, how many loads have you drank today,” Ron asked Stacy.



“I don’t know,” she answered as she let out a little burp. “Not enough though. I’m still hungry for cum, but I imagine I will be getting some more later on.”



I imagined she would considering there was three more horny guys chilling back at the condo. They would just have to find a way to dodge Janice and Sara. I loved how nasty Stacy was when she talked. She was so blunt about how much of a slut she was. Just like with that stranger she seemed like she would never turn down a hard cock.



We bought some more beer and hurried back to the condo. When we walked back in Todd gave us a jealous look that said “I know what you guys did and I wish I could have joined in”. I had a feeling that he planned on getting his dick into Stacy at the first chance he got. Dave and Hank had a fire going in the fire pit as we all sat around drinking beers and chatting. After an hour Janice announced that she was getting tired and feeling jet lagged so she wanted to go to bed. Sara agreed with her mom that she wanted to get some sleep as well. Hank and Todd told them that they felt like staying and having a couple more beers but that they should not wait up for them. Dave agreed to drive Janice and Sara back to the hotel now and Ron would take Hank and Todd over there later on when he went home for the night. Of course I knew what this little plan meant.



The second they were out the door and Dave’s car was pulling out of the driveway Todd jumped up, yelled “First!” and ran over to where Stacy was sitting. She had been about to take a sip of her beer when Todd pulled his hard cock out of his shorts and shoved it in her mouth. Stacy choked as he pushed his prick right down her throat and started to fuck her face with a horny fury. She was gagging and gurgling on his fat cock as his balls slapped against her chin with the force of her facefucking. I was kind of shocked at how brutal Todd was being to her but Stacy seemed to not mind at all.



Stacy let out a loud choking noise as a large amount of saliva drooled out her mouth and down her chin. Todd pulled his dick out of her mouth and yanked her top up and over her head, revealing her luscious tits for everyone to see.



“I’m gonna make a mess of you so let’s keep it off your clothes,” Todd said as he grabbed Stacy’s head and shoved his prick back down her throat.



Todd resumed violently throatfucking her. Stacy was making the nastiest gagging and choking noises as I watched her drool out another mess of saliva. It drooled down her chin and slopped on to her tits. Todd wasn’t kidding when he said he was going to make a mess of her.



I looked to my left to see Hank stripping out of his clothes. He walked over to Stacy and Todd, his massive hard cock leading the way. Hank went behind Stacy and lifted her out of her chair while not interrupting Todd’s facefucking. Hank held Stacy up in the air and spread her legs, exposing her wet pussy. He had other ideas though as he started to flip her over. Todd took his hands off her head as she was twisted around, his fat cock still remaining in her throat.



Now they were holding Stacy up so that she was bent over backwards. Stacy braced her arms on Todd’s shins as she seemed to be in some sexy yoga pose. Her head bent back and lined up at a perfect angle for Todd to fuck her gullet and watch her throat bulge with each thrust. Hank spread her legs again and now had his cock pointed at her tight asshole. I watched as he lowered her down and the fat, bulbous head of his prick began to spread her butthole open. The sight was incredible as her anus had to spread ridiculously wide to accommodate Hank’s incredibly thick cock. Hank was grunting with effort as he slowly started pushing his dick into her bowels.



On the other end Todd was still going to town on Stacy’s throat. She was still drooling out tons of saliva except this time it was all running down her face and in to her hair. The kid really wasn’t joking when he said he wanted to make a mess of her. Hank put Stacy’s legs over his shoulders as he continued to work his prick into her ass. His thick shaft was really spreading her sphincter wide as she groaned around the cock fucking her throat.



By now Ron had his cock out and was lewdly stroking it as he watched his uncle and cousin tagteaming Stacy. I decided to join him as I released my throbbing dick from my shorts. I could not believe I was ready to go for my fourth round this day as I stood there jerking on my cock. I realized that neighbors might hear the nastiness going on as Stacy, Todd, and Hank were starting to get a little loud.



“Hey guys, let’s take this party inside. We wouldn’t want to wake the neighbors now.”



Hank and Todd agreed and, while keeping their dicks buried in her throat and ass, carried her in to the condo. Once inside they stopped in the hallway and went back to fucking her. Hank was still having difficulty working his huge cock into Stacy’s butthole. At that moment Dave walked back in from dropping off Janice and Sara.



“Why am I not surprised,” he said when he saw his little brother facefucking his girlfriend while his dad was attempting to force his massive prick into her tight asshole. “Let’s grab the mattress off our bed and put it in the living room so we can get more situated and comfortable.”



Ron went to help him as they went to grab the mattress. I went into the living room and pushed the furniture to the sides so we could make room as they brought the mattress out and set it on the floor. Dave took off all the sheets and put some new ones down so that we could “make a mess of them” as Dave put it. Todd pulled his cock from Stacy’s throat as he and Hank flipped her around so she could stand up. Hank still had his cock jammed in her asshole as she led him, bow-legged, down the hallway. It was an obscene sight as they came by me to see the two of them connected by Hank’s thick cock.



Hank laid back on the mattress and Stacy sank down on to him, forcing the last couple inches of his dick into the confines of her ass. She groaned as she had all 11 inches of fat prick buried in her bowels. She looked so nasty and sexy sitting there with the huge cock buried inside her. Her face was a mess of saliva and smeared makeup with streaks and globs of drool running through her hair from Todd’s brutal facefucking. By now we had all stripped off our clothes and we surrounded Stacy. She had four big, fat cocks aimed at her while she had a fifth massive prick deep in her asshole.

“So guys, what do you think we destroy this bitch?” Dave said as he looked down at his girlfriend.



“Bring it on!” Stacy challenged as she leaned over and violently forced her own head down onto Dave’s prick. She jammed his entire shaft down her throat in one disgustingly beautiful move.



“Fuck yea!” Dave yelled as he grabbed his girlfriend by the sides of her head and basically started to skullfuck her with all his might.



While Dave was busy slamming his cock down Stacy’s throat, Hank started to lift her up from underneath and began pumping his fat prick in and out of her tightly gripping anus. Ron moved in and Stacy wrapped one of her hands around his dick and started stroking him. Todd quickly moved in and grabbed her other hand so that she could start jerking on him as well.



For the time being I just stood back and enjoyed the show. Stacy had to be in cock heaven with all the attention she was getting. I could not believe I was watching my best friend getting gangbanged by her boyfriend, his little brother, cousin, and even his father. It was hard to believe that just a few weeks ago we were just a couple of normal, platonic friends. Now I know Stacy as the absolute slut she is. I was not going to complain though, it was all way too much fun.



It almost sounded like Dave was killing Stacy as she was gagging and choking so much from the ridiculously brutal throatfucking he was giving her. I was about to say something when he suddenly stepped back and pulled his wet cock out of her mouth. Stacy leaned back and laughed as a ton of drool flowed down her chin and all over her tits. I guess she had thoroughly enjoyed his brutality. She really did seem to have no limits.



As Stacy was leaning back she gave us a great view of Hank’s monster cock thrusting into her asshole. The sight was so sexy and obscene as her anal opening was stretched incredibly wide to accommodate the piece of meat invading it.



Ron and Todd both moved in at the same time to get at her mouth. Stacy giggled as they fought to get their cocks into her mouth and most likely down her throat. I was laughing at them when an idea hit me.



“Go at the same time guys,” I said. “See if the slut can take two dicks down her tight throat.”



They looked at each other and nodded. They both grabbed Stacy by the head and pulled her towards them. They got their cocks side by side and directed them into her mouth. Stacy’s jaw was stretched wide as both pricks forced themselves into her mouth and began attempting to push down her throat. Dave came up behind her and pushed on the back of her head to help them out. I watched her throat distend and bulge as they shoved their pricks down her gullet. They were a good way down her throat when it became too difficult to go further.



“Damn, that shit is so fucking tight,” Ron said.



“Seriously,” Todd agreed. “I can’t even move my dick in there.”



“Hey guys,” Hank said from below Stacy, where his cock was fucking her asshole. “I could use a break here. Don’t want to blow my load just yet.”



Todd and Ron quickly pulled their dicks from Stacy’s mouth and helped lift her off of Hank. Her asshole sucked lewdly at his prick as it slowly exited her bowels. Hank got up off the mattress as Ron pushed Todd out of the way and bent Stacy over the side of the loveseat. He spread her ass cheeks and we all got a good look at her gaping asshole. Ron grabbed his dick and shoved it right into her anal cavity. He immediately started to fuck her in the ass with all his might.



“Unngghh yea fuck my ass Ron!” Stacy groaned. “I love all your big fucking cocks! Treat me like the slut pig whore that I am!”



Todd cut off her filthy talk as he jumped up on the love seat and shoved his cock down her throat. He began to skullfuck her as violently as his brother had been doing. I was half expecting to see Stacy’s spine bunch up like an accordion as they were plowing into her so violently at each end. I moved up and sat on the back of the love seat so I could get a better view of Stacy choking and drooling all over Todd’s dick. While I was enjoying the show Stacy reached out with her right arm and started to stroke my throbbing prick. After watching for a couple more minutes I decided it was time for me to get in on the action.



“My turn,” I said as I grabbed a handful of Stacy’s hair and yanked her off Todd’s cock. She didn’t even have a chance to say a word as I pulled her head over to me and stuck my dick in her mouth. I grabbed on to the sides of her head and slammed my hard prick all the way down her throat. Stacy gagged and choked as I fucked her throat as hard as I could. At one point I plunged my dick all the way down her gullet and held her there. I told her to lick my balls and her tongue came out and lapped meekly at my nut sac. I had a better idea and told to open wide as I forced my balls into her mouth along with my entire cock. Her cheeks bulged as my nuts filled them up. The guys whooped and hollered at the sight of her face mashed into my pelvis with my entire cock and balls buried in her mouth and throat. Finally I pulled out of her mouth and she drooled a bunch of saliva all over my dick and nuts. I shoved my cock back in to her mouth and resumed facefucking her.



Ron plowed away at Stacy’s ass for another minute before he tapped out to take a break. Dave stepped up and drove his rigid member into her yet-to-be fucked pussy. Stacy squealed around my cock in her throat as Dave started pounding away at his girlfriends snatch.



We kept this going for a good 15 minutes. We kept Stacy bent over the side of the love seat and alternated fucking her mouth, pussy, and ass. Eventually I moved aside to let Hank jump in. I watched in amazement again as he forced his entire prick down her throat. When he bottomed out Stacy actually threw up a bit of beer and saliva around his cock. Hank used it as lube to get a good rhythm going of throatfucking her with his massive member. Eventually Dave took a break and Todd jumped in and filled her pussy again with man meat.



We all took a turn at fucking Stacy and slamming her throat when she finally got a word in and said that if we changed up positions, three of us could fuck her at the same time. I seconded that idea and thought it would be awesome to see Hank and his two sons with their big dicks all buried in the same chick.



We let Stacy stand up and stretch for a minute before we resumed fucking. She looked like such a sexy, slutty mess. Her face, hair and chest were a mess of dripping saliva. It almost looked like she had already been splattered with a few loads of cum.



Once Stacy was ready, Hank laid down on the mattress with his huge cock jutting up in the air. Stacy straddled him and slowly lowered herself down, impaling her cunt on his fat prick. She groaned as she sank all the way down on him.



“God, it feels like your cock is in my stomach,” Stacy grunted as Todd came up behind her. He aimed his fat dick at her tight anus and pushed. Stacy moaned as Todd’s prick slowly entered her anal cavity. It was incredibly tight and there was not much room as Hanks meat took up quite a bit of space. Finally he was all the way in and Stacy had two big dicks buried to the hilt in her ass and pussy.



“Fuck! I’m so fucking full of fat cock!” she yelled as Dave came and stood in front of her. Stacy opened her mouth wide as Dave shoved his prick down her throat.



It was quite a sight to see a father and his two sons, all with their big dicks buried in the same horny slut. I had a great idea and ran into my room and grabbed my digital camera.



“Hey guys, how bout some pictures to remind you of your awesome California vacation?”



“Do it!” Dave said as he throatfucked his girlfriend.



I started snapping off a bunch of pictures of Stacy getting triple fucked. I got a few great ones of all three guys giving the camera the thumbs up while thrusting their dicks into Stacy. She did her best to strike some poses as well but she was pretty much at the will of whatever the guys wanted.



I took a bunch more pictures before we started switching people out so Ron and I could get in on the action. Over the next ten minutes we all had a chance to fuck her pussy, ass and mouth until we were all just about exhausted. I had refrained from unleashing a few times but now I was ready to blow a huge load of cum.



“I don’t about you guys but I’m bout ready to bust a huge nut here,” I said as I stroked my cock. Ron, Dave and Todd were fucking Stacy and they all looked at me and nodded in agreement.



“I say we drench this little whore,” Hank said. “What’s that word for that sort of thing? Is it a bukkake?”



“Ha, yea your right dad,” Dave laughed. “Yea, I say we bukkake this nasty slut.”



The guys pulled their cocks out of Stacy’s orifices as she stretched on the mattress.



“So you boys are gonna shower me with you jizz huh?” Stacy cooed as she rubbed her saliva coated body in front of us. “Mmm, I want to feel all that gooey cum dripping down my body.”



Stacy knelt on the mattress and inserted a couple of fingers into her freshly fucked pussy as the five of us gathered around her. She stared at us individually with a look of lust on her face as we jerked and stroked our hard cocks. We were all grunting and groaning as we worked up our loads so we could splatter Stacy.



“Yes! I can’t wait for you guys to cover me in jizz!” Stacy moaned as she looked at all the throbbing dick in front of her face.



Ron let out a grunt as he was the first to unleash his load. His first huge wad of cum launched from the head of his dick and hit Stacy square in the middle of her forehead. It oozed down between her eyes as more spurts of man goo landed on her pretty face. The flood gates suddenly opened up as we all started groaning and letting loose. Stacy just sat back as a veritable shower of jizz rained over her. It was hard to tell where it was all coming from, there was so much cum flying at Stacy. I saw a huge wad of semen erupt out of Hank’s dick and seem to splat and coat half of her already messy face.



When we were finished we all stumbled back to lean against the walls and catch our breath. When I looked at Stacy I could not believe how much of a ridiculous mess she was. Her entire face and tits were completely drenched with cum. Huge globs of jizz were oozing down her face and streaked in her hair. She was quite the sight as she was absolutely covered in our semen. Stacy laid back on the mattress, an exhausted cum-covered mess. She slowly started to scoop our jizz off her body and spoon it in to her hungry mouth.



“Damn girl you are one degraded, nasty slut!” Ron exclaimed as we watched her feed herself the cum from all over her body.



“Mmm, your jizz is so delicious all mixed together,” Stacy purred as she scooped glob after glob into her mouth.



“Jesus Christ, we better get going before we start this thing all over again,” Hank said as he started putting his clothes on. “Got to get some sleep tonight or the ladies might start getting suspicious.”



Todd looked reluctant to leave as he watched Stacy lift up one of her tits and lick the sperm that coated it. “Ah man,” he said as he started to put on his clothes as well.



Ron, Hank, and Todd finished getting dressed and headed out for the night. Stacy finished up cleaning herself off as best she could and once she was satisfied she headed off to the shower. Dave followed her, I imagine to clean up as well and probably get another fuck in before going to bed. I was so beat from the day that I just went to my room and crashed in my bed.



As I was falling asleep I could not help but be amazed at how the day had turned out. I thought we were in for a boring family trip but instead Dave’s family turned out to be a bunch of horny pervs. I started the day thinking family BBQ and it ended with full blown gangbang action. Stacy had transformed into such a nasty, degraded, filthy slut whore right before my very eyes. The chick that loved having five guys plug all her holes with their huge cocks and splatter her with cum was not the same friend that I knew a few weeks ago. I thought about the course of the day and realized that Stacy had consumed over a dozen loads of cum. What an amazing, insatiable slut.



5



The next morning I woke up with my usual raging boner. The plan for the day was for the girls to all hit the town for some shopping and the guys would figure out their own thing. This was kind of a bummer because it meant Stacy would be gone for most of the day. As I came out of my room Dave was just coming out of his as well. He was naked and I could tell he had just finished fucking Stacy because his dick was still semi hard and oozing cum.



“Morning dude,” Dave greeted me. “I’m gonna hit the shower and then go pick everyone up so get your jollies in now while you can.”



I stripped off my shorts and boxers and tossed them in my room. I walked into Dave and Stacy’s bedroom to see Stacy still lounging on her bed. She was nude and her legs were spread wide open. I could see where Dave’s cum was starting to leak out of her freshly-fucked snatch.



“Morning slut,” I said as I crawled on to the bed with her, my hard cock sticking out in front of me.



“Mmm, good morning to you and your morning wood,” Stacy said seductively as she rolled over on to her belly. She waggled her juicy ass at me in a very inviting manner.



I knew what she wanted as I crawled up to her and straddled her from behind. I spread her ass cheeks to reveal her puckered butthole. I grabbed my cock, aimed it at her winking anus, and pushed. Stacy moaned as my prick slowly pushed deep in to her sucking shitter. I pressed my thumbs into the small of her back as my dick bottomed out in her bowels. I laid down on top of her and just relished the feeling as my cock throbbed and pulsated deep inside her ass.



“Fuck, your cock feels so good in my ass,” Stacy groaned into the mattress. “Come on! Fuck me hard!”



I sat and pulled my cock out of her shitter until it was about to pop out and then with one big thrust I plunged it back in. Stacy was making muffled animal noises into the covers as I started to brutally fuck her. Her tight anus sucked and gripped at my cock each time I pumped it in and out.



I was really pounding away at Stacy’s ass when Dave came in the room from his shower. He hadn’t dressed yet and had just a towel wrapped around his waste. He looked at me roughly fucking his girlfriends asshole and said “fuck it” as he dropped his towel and walked over to where Stacy was still groaning into the mattress. He lifted her face up to look at the hardening shaft in front of her and started to feed his dick into her mouth.



Dave started to slowly fuck his girlfriends throat while I continued to assfuck her. This went on for a few minutes before I grunted and felt my cock explode deep in Stacy’s anal cavity. Stacy moaned around Dave’s cock as I unleashed a torrent of cum into her sucking sphincter. Just as I was pulling my dripping cock from Stacy’s asshole Dave groaned and began blasting his jizz down her throat. I watched as Stacy gulped down her first, but probably not the last, load of cum for the day.



I told Stacy I would take a quick shower while she caught her breath and then she could jump in and clean herself up. As I was finishing up my shower Stacy came in and joined me. I was tempted to get a little more action out of her but decided against it since I knew I was short on time. It would probably be a bad idea if Dave came back with his family and his mom saw us both come out of the shower together.



6



The day actually went by pretty quickly as we kept ourselves occupied. The girls all went shopping while we went down to the beach and played a few games of volleyball. We spent a couple of hours lounging in the sun and drinking beers before we headed back to the house to start the BBQ. I think the only person who had a tough time passing the time was Todd. He kept making comments about how it sucked that the girls had to leave and he couldn’t wait for Stacy to get back so he could have a chance to ravage her. Hank had to tell his son to shut up as his lewd comments were starting to get us all hot and bothered. By the end of the day, after a few beers, we all had Stacy on the brain. The plan was to BBQ at the condo again so I knew it might be tough for all of us to “relieve” ourselves at some point.



The girls returned to the condo around six with all of their purchases. It was still very warm out so Stacy and Sara decided that they wanted to wear a couple of their new items. These items just happened to be a couple of skimpy bikinis. Both girls swimsuits were incredibly sexy and very skimpy. I think every guy had to do the best to hide their erections as the girls pranced around. I was amazed at how oblivious Janice was to everything that was going on. She always seemed to be boozing it up pretty heavily though so that might have been the explanation (I think she was on some meds as well). I was kind of surprised about Sara though. In my opinion she was ridiculously hot and I had no idea how her brothers or dad could deal with such a minx. Incest is pretty messed up but Sara was some hardcore temptation. That wasn’t happening though otherwise she would have been partying with us already.



The girls teased us without mercy for the next couple of hours as no one had an opportunity to sneak away with Stacy at any point. I knew Stacy was getting a kick out of messing with us but I was really starting to wonder what Sara was up to. She seemed to be spending more time then needed flaunting her body in front of me. Any time I sat down somewhere it was not long before she was in front of my view, usually bending over for one reason or another. I got my answer to this mysterious teasing when I went into the kitchen to refill the chips and salsa. Everyone else was out back on the patio when Sara came in to join me.



“Hey Jeff,” she said as she came and stood next to me. “We haven’t talked much since I’ve been here.”



“I suppose. Just haven’t had a chance I guess.”



“That’s too bad, I could have found out earlier that you could help me with my problem,” Sara said as she gave me a funny look.



“What’s your problem?” I asked.



“Well, I was talking to Stacy today and she told me you could help me with my need for a big fat cock.”



My mouth dropped open as Sara reached down and grasped my already hardening dick through my shorts.



“Damn, she was not kidding. Your cock feels so nice,” Sara cooed as she rubbed my now rock hard prick.



I was shocked at first but then I realized that I should not be surprised that Sara is a horny slut. Her dad and two brothers were such horny fuckers that it made sense for the daughter to have a crazy sex drive as well. Plus, Sara was so damn sexy that if she was giving me the go ahead, I was going to take advantage of it.



“I see now what your problem is,” I said as I reached back and squeezed one of Sara’s tight little ass cheeks. “You’re a horny little slut who needs to be stuffed with fat cock.”



“Mmm, you know exactly what I need,” she moaned as I reached under her bikini bottoms and inserted a finger into her tight snatch. Her pussy was so tight around my finger I had no idea how I would fit my dick in there. I intended on making it happen though.



“Everyone is around though and I want to make sure I give you a proper fucking like you need.”



Sara reached down the front of my shorts and gripped my hard prick in her tiny hand. I couldn’t see but it felt like she could barely get her hand around it. “God you’re so big! After my brother takes us home tonight come by the hotel. I have my own room on the other side of the hotel, so we can take our time.”



This sounded like a great idea to me, I just hoped that I could hold out that long. We were both starting to get really hot and bothered so we stopped groping each other. We went back out to join the others and hopefully make the time pass by before the real fun could begin.

I recently went for a couple of weeks to visit my parents. They still live in the country town where I grew up. The second day I bumped into a guy I had an affair with more than 12 years ago. Paul is older, now about 50. We stood on the street corner and as we talked I admired his rugged good looks and that smile that always made my knees weak. Even though he was a little heavier and his hair was getting grey, he looked damn sexy. I could see there is still quite a spark there and when he asked if I wanted to have a drink we both knew what would happen.



In fact we never made it to the pub. Instead we went to his workshop (he is a plumber) and after he got us both beers, we leaned against the big tool bench side by side and chatted. I was very conscious of his thigh against mine and before long he was finding a reason to touch my knee or arm as he told me something. He went to the rusty fridge to get more beers and when he came back he held my wrist, pulled me slowly to him, his open mouth going over mine.



It was a long hot kiss and by the time his lips pulled away from mine, my blouse was undone and my breasts were all horny from his rubbing. While we kissed again he shrugged his overalls off and there was his thick penis soft to my touch. Another kiss and he said he really missed my blow jobs. In a minute I was on my knees sucking his beautiful cock just like I used to. His smell and taste were instantly familiar and also the way he took over when he was close to cumming, held my head and fucked my mouth.



I called by the workshop the next day and he had his son with him, a good looking boy now 18 and an apprentice to his dad. We just chatted but I think the boy could see there was something between his father and me. He is a good looking lad, unruly dark hair, dark eyes, his father’s broad shoulders, a bit gawky still but filling out from all the physical work.



Paul said they were off camping that coming weekend, out where there’s some good fishing. He smiled at his son and I could see they have a strong bond. He mentioned that he’d be working late to finish off some accounts, finalise some orders so they could get away early the next morning.



I took the hint and later that afternoon, well after closing time, went back to the workshop, knocked on the rear gate. My heart beat hard when he opened, pulled me inside and kissed me. We had sex on the tool bench, our clothes beneath me as he thrust that big cock deep, stretched my vagina deliciously wide. He talked about how sweet it was to fuck me again, how he’d often thought about it these last years. Later, as we shared a beer, I said I remembered how sometimes we were so hot for each other that we would do it twice before he went home to his wife. His eyes twinkled and he put a hand behind my neck, pulled me to him for a kiss. I went to my knees again, sucked him till he was hard and then leant over the bench so he could enter me from behind.



He fucked me a nice long time, spanking my butt occasionally, saying he missed having a slut like me around. This sent me into a bit of a fantasy that I was with him and his son on their camping trip and he tells me that its time his son lost his virginity, that I should be his first woman. I let the boy make love to me, try and make it gentle and special. But Paul says no, no, son. This woman is a slut. You can fuck her any way you want, do anything you like to her. Don’t worry, she will enjoy it. And he shows his son what he means, fucks me roughly, pulls my hair, spanks my tits, fucks my arse. His son is a fast learner and for the rest of the trip I am their fuck slut.



This fantasy makes me cum and Paul chuckles, says I’m still a hot little cracker.



I don’t see him again for a week, but we get together again before I have to leave and again I have the slut fantasy while he bends me over the work bench and fucks away.

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“My name is Dina and this is my confession. Before I tell you who I am, that is an important part of this confession, I must tell you where I am. I am in my Master’s home and secured naked to His punishment couch. He had required me to make this aural confession and is here as I do it, He will assure that I do not stray and do not lie. I have no choice but to tell you the complete truth about me, to confess. I’ve read other stories here about sluts writing their stories at their Master’s command, but this is live audio, and so I can’t be sure how easy this will be for you to follow. Master has told me that he will use me during this recording and I may lose my place.”



I am thirty-five years old and in some ways happily married to a wonderful man. I am also a slut who finds submitting herself to Her Master an addiction I cannot and will not abandon. I used to submit to a variety of older men, yes, I find older dominant men very attractive. I did this quietly, or so I thought, never allowing this side of me to be seen in what I call my everyday life. That woman, the professional I am, is very straight laced, very prim and proper. She is always dressed conservatively in either her work clothes or when running errands or visiting friends. She or I stand five foot nine inches tall, sport a D cup chest, have brown eyes and hair. If you met me at work or a party you’d think I was aloof at first, but after getting to know me you’d find out how non-judgemental I am and start opening up to me with things you might find hard to say to others. I’ve been told that I’m good at finding answers for others but as I lay here naked under my Master’s control I realize that I’ve no answers for myself. Only the truth, I am a submissive slut and crave having my body used to serve and pleasure others.



My current and now only Master, learned of my inner slut by watching me when I thought no one was. He saw me being forced into sleezy motel rooms by older men and then listened to me beg and scream as they used and abused me for their pleasure. Master was no fool and he worked hard at trailing me, using a digital video camera to record what he could; assembling a montage of images that left no doubt about the real me. When he’d asked if this was something my husband would enjoy, or perhaps my boss, I fell to my knees and hung my head. Master is like my others but so much more. He’s older maybe the oldest man I’ve attached myself to and He is smart, smart enough to make me drop all the other men and focus all my free time on serving His needs. He’s shown me levels of my own debauchery that I myself didn’t see inside me.



(Oh my god, please Master no, no please not my ass — aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh damn it Sir its too bigggggggg oooooooohhhhhhhh pplllleeeaaaaseeeeeeeee)



I…. I mean….OH god my ass is full, its so hard to concentrate Master. Nooooo please



(Slap Slap Slap)



Yessss Master I can control myself, I will explain, please I’ll finish. I am trying to recall where I was, I don’t have the aaaaahhhh ability to go back and read as this is all audio and Master will not edit or replay for me. I neeeeddd tooo telll you that He has forced a large plug into my assss. Oh it feels so good but so fucking big. Sorry Master I will continue my confession. Yes Sir I’ll tell them. The slaps you hear are Master spanking me when I lose my place, as I did when he forced that plug into my ass. He says that I must learn control and that as I relate to you my confession, He will spank me, play with my tits, my pussy my ass, everything but my mouth. I am to take all this and continue, my confession and if I lose control he will punish me again. The plug in my ass vibrates and shitttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt itttttttt now onnnnnn damn (Slap slap slap slap ) Owwwwww



Yes Master, yes, sorry Sir.



Master uncovered my secrets and with the videos and photos he’d assembled allowed me to sever my ties to the other men and to devote myself to Him. My inner slut has developed under His training, my submissive desires have grown. Now He demands this confession while He is using me, while I am naked and exposed to His every wish, only my mouth remains free to continue to confess.



Master insisted I tell all the other men I was now devoting myself to Him and to suck each of their cocks, swallowing their cum as a final gesture of my submissive life to them. Master filmed every one of those episodes and uses that along with everything else as my chains to Him.



OHHHHHHHHH (slap slap ) Sorry Master, yes I’ll explain. Master has removed the plug from my ass and intends a larger one but promises if I cannnnn talk wwwiiiithhhhouuuutt interrruppptiioooon thattttt hhhheee”ll usssse llluuuubbbee



OOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OHHHH PLEEEEEEEAAAASEEEEEEEEE NOOOOOOOOOOOOO



UGHHH, UGHHHHHH so fucking full, damn my ass is so fucking fullll. I can’t adjust to it, OH Master its so fucking wide (Slap slap slap slap ) Master this slut is so sorry, please Master have mercy on my ass. (Slap Slap Slap Slap) I’llll trrrryyyyy Siiiirrrrrr



Masterrrr haasss uused hiisss laarggeest plluugg iinn mmyy asssssss. I nneeddd jjjstttt sssomme ttiimmee to accepptttt iittt. He’s spanking meeee toooo (Slap Slap, Slap) trying…ttooo…get….mee….to … focus..on…my con….fesssion. (Slap Slap Slap) I….am…Master…



My first day…with…my true Master was one I can not forget. When I arrived at His home, He took all of my clothes on the step, exposing my naked body to whoever might be looking, then gabbing my by my hair he pulled me into his house. He took me to the kitchen and attached a serving tray to me, using a leather strap with clamps on it to secure the tray to my nipples, then after loading the tray with drinks and food he made me lift the tray with my nipples stretching them severely and led me to a room full of His friends. I was made to serve all of them, and if I used my hands to fend off a hand feeling up my cunt, the weight of the tray pulled harder on my tits. So I was helpless to defend my body and all the men grabbed and penetrated me as I served the food and drink. Later I was made to service their cocks, in my mouth, my cunt and my ass. Many of them came on me, spraying their hot cum all over me, coating my body and filling my three holes. One by one they left when their cocks were spent and left alone with my new Master, I took his cock in all of my well used and cum filled holes.



That day he let me go naked, forced me to hurry to dress on the front porch as he closed the door saying only.



“You will come to me when I call slut.”



My clothes stuck to the drying cum that coated me and my pussy and ass leaked cum as I walked back to my car. I cried in my shower realizing that my life, once so controlled and secret was now in the hands of this Master. I would go t him often after that and each time he peeled away another layer of my public persona. Today as I tell you of all of this, I admit that I will never hesitate to serve Him, to serve His friends, to serve without hesitation without question.



He made me come to him one morning after I admitted having fucked my husband the night before and extracted my husbands cum from my cunt and had my husbands DNA identified then told me he would do the same to any cum he found in me, and if it did not belong to my husband he would expose me for who I am to my parents, my bosses, my husband. In this way he controls my cunt, my ass and my life in every way and only he can allow a cock other then my husbands to fill me.



Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo (Slap Slap Slap ) Ohhhhhh yessssssss Master….I….will…..explain……..



Master…has..decided to fuck me now and His hard cock is pumping in my cunt now….I…ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (slap slap slap) Yes Sir. I…am…sorry… yes oh god please Sir…;(slap Slap slap) Yes…..Master’s cock is filling me as I speak and.. I aamm trying,, to finish this story. (slap slap slap) Master, yes I am telling my confession not a story, yes Sir I, will not make that error again Sir.



I’ve been with my true Master now for two years and he has used me in everyway, he has taught me to service his friends both male and female and I’ve taken men in me and women who strap on a cock have also used my holes for their pleasure.



(Slap Slap Slap ) Ouchhhhhhhhhhhhh, yes Sir I’ll explain. Master is slapping my tits now and not my ass. The plug is still deep inside my ass as His cock fucks my pussy, I can feel my juices running down my legs and I can not cum, no I am forbidden to cum without his permission and He will not give me that until my confession is complete.



(Slap Slap Slap ) Yes Sir, I was just getting to that Sir. Master’s cock is not fat but it is very long and when he takes me from behind like He is now His hard cock pounds against my cervix, I’ve come to love that discomfort as I’ve come to need and love serving Him. When he uses my mouth He fills my throat and He has taught me to ignore the gagging reflex that I feel. Yes Sir, I am almost finished Sir.



I now spend all my time when not working or home with my husband here with Master. He only uses a whip on me when my husband is gone for days so the welts have time to dissipate before he comes home. I love the times when Master can use his whip on me and the exquisite pain that I endure for Him. When Master allows me to cum, that pain makes my orgasm so intense, so wonderful I kiss the whip and thank Master for His generosity. Yes, the prim housewife you see, the professional who cares for you, the woman who entertains you with her husband is in reality nothing more then a slut, a submissive cum slut. Dina exists somewhere inside me but a much larger part of me is Dora the submissive cum slut who never says No to her Master and whose cunt and ass have taken cock after cock at Her Master’s whim.



I confess to all of this and to the fact that I am happy to be this slut.



Yes Sir, thank you Sir. I am now allowed to tell you what Master is doing to me. He is fucking me vigorously and working the plug in my ass — oh shit it feel so fucking good, His hard cock is plowing my pussy, yessssssssssssssssssssssss I love it yesssssssssssssssssssohhhhhhh Master fuck your slut, yes Master fuck this useless slut, fill her with your cum, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Oh thank you Sir thank you, yes this slut will cum for you — ohhhhhhhhhhhhhyesssssssssssssssssssssssssss, yes yes yes oh god yes I’m cuming Sir ohhhhhhhhht thank you sirrrrrrrrrrr, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh



Diva Exposed was written by SplendidSpunk specifically for Audiodiva to record and I thank him kindly for it.

OK, Well after my last email detailing to you all what a slut I had been a couple of weeks ago at the pub with Hubby’s friend, my hubby got so aroused by the responses and my eagerness to please, he organised surprise for me…. and as it turns out, “what a surprise!” He had always talked about seeing me used by a group of men, but I never really thought he would do it and we just spoke of it during sex as one of our fantasies. Well, no more and this is exactly what happened last Saturday night….



It was around 9pm when I got a call from my hubby, he was still at the pub after footy with his mates and he called to tell me he would be about another half an hour, BUT that he had a surprise or me and I should make sure the kids were asleep and I was “ready for him” when he got home.



He sounded pretty drunk, but horny as always, so I was expecting that he had bought a new sex toy, or a 3some / group sex DVD for us to watch whilst we fucked, so I was pretty happy about that and proceeded to groom myself and be fully prepared for when he got home.



I went upstairs for a quick shower and then put on a very sexy small short dress that I know hubby likes and some thigh high black lacy stockings, I glimpsed in the mirror and thought I looked pretty good, but also if he bought home any of his mates for post match drinks then I wouldn’t look to slutty and offend them.



He came in alone and as the kids were all asleep downstairs, he took me upstairs into our bedroom, which is very large and has another sitting room in it and a huge bathroom and walk in robe (his and hers). He told me to undress and hop on the bed which I did, slipping out of my skimpy dress and just leaving my thigh high stockings on.



He then bought out a small bag of cocaine….. (We don’t do it often, but when we do I LOVE it as the sex is INCREDIBLE just AMAZING on coke and always blows my mind). After we have cocaine we lose all of our inhibitions (if we have any left) and then I’m up for anything.



So we did a few lines and started kissing on the bed and hubby, as expected put a DVD on the flat screen which was all about 3somes, multiple men on single girls and gang bangs etc. We watched it for about half an hour, doing more lines as we watched and by now I was literally soaking wet, dripping juice from my pussy and dying to be fucked. Hubby kept on teasing, but he wouldn’t touch my cunt and was dragging it out like he was waiting for something. So at about 10 pm he went into the robe and emerged with the bondage cuffs and ropes again.



I was pretty turned on at the thought of being tied up and used again as it is one of my favourite things to do, and I laid on my back for him to do it, but he said ‘no’ and made me stand up at the side of the bed facing it and bend over.



He tied my legs to the ground, one rope on the head bed post and one on the bottom bed post and my feet were well apart. He then made me lean right over the bed and then tied my arms to the other bed posts so I was face down, spread eagled leaning over the bed with my arse and pussy in the bent over ‘doggy’ position facing the sitting area. He then reached into his pocket and bought out a blindfold.



Before he put it on, he let me have one more big line of coke, and then he blindfolded me and left the room. My head was spinning and I was high, really turned on, super horny and helpless!



About 10 minutes later, (seemed much longer!!) he came back in the room and started licking my cunt and fingering me from behind. It was so good and I felt my orgasm building and I was moaning and telling him I was his cum slut and I wanted to feel his cock in me now. He obliged by standing up and mounting me deep and hard and as he did I came straight away, and tried forcing myself back on his cock which seemed huge! As I did I opened my mouth to talk and without any warning I had a another cock rammed into my mouth making me gag and took me completely by surprise. I had no idea anyone else was in the room and I was shaking with surprise, excitement and shock wondering just who it was, how long had they been there… who was it?



I didn’t have any chance to ask as I was doing all I could to suck the cock in my mouth and again he rammed it into me and I just surrendered to it and became the whore he wanted me to. I tried as hard as I could to suck his knob, he was uncircumcised and big, and the guy behind me, who I thought was my hubby told me to suck his friends cock like a slut and he grabbed my hair and rocked my head up and down as I did……….. And no, it WASNT my hubby.



My head was spinning again, and I was still really high and in absolute heaven being fucked from both ends by 2 strange cocks, tied to my bed and being used. I lost count of my orgasms again, and had the time to catch my breath as they swapped ends.



As they got into position, I got to taste my own cunt juices on the guy that was fucking me, and when he was in my mouth I could tell he was HUGE and uncut also and tasted Devine. The other guy was then behind me and he spat on my arse and cunt and rubbed his cock up and down my crack, but when he pushed in, he pushed into my arse instead of my pussy and started fucking me like a slut in my arse. I really do like anal sex and especially when I’m on coke, so the feeling it gave me was simply amazing and I urged him on in between thrusts of his friends cock.



I was SOOOOOO wet by now I was still leaking juice and as I was concentrating on these 2 I felt a tongue darting in and out of my pussy.!! FUCK!!! how many guys are in here I thought and I got a bit concerned as hubby hadn’t said a single word yet, and I knew it wasn’t him eating my cunt as the guy that was had a beard and hubby doesn’t!!!



Well this went on for ages, they swapped many times, different holes all the time, from my arse to my pussy, in my mouth calling me a slut and a whore rubbing their dicks in my face my hair all over my body and not a word from hubby, who I sensed was sitting in the chairs in our room, as I could hear the camera clicking away in the background.



After I had yet another orgasm, I heard them all talking about where to cum on me, and then I heard ‘not in her pussy, I want it clean’ from yet another guy who wasn’t my hubby!!!!! OMG!!!!!



So the 3 guys then all got in front of me, grabbed my roughly by the hair and took turns fucking my mouth and shooting their loads on my face, my hair and blindfold and then some into my mouth. It was fantastic to taste all their cum and it was all over me and I just stank of it and the salty taste and smell made me cum again.



I don’t think I’ve ever cum that much before and I knew hubby was sitting somewhere with a hard on taking pics and planning on fucking me afterwards in my cum filled and splattered state.



So the 3 guys who were now all spent all got off the bed and I was unsure what was next, until hubby finally spoke up and told me to snort another line, (which he bought over to me on a plate while he held the straw). After I did as I was instructed I was high, very happy and very horny again.



On coke you can fuck for hours, and every time it’s like the first time as you are sexually aroused to the extreme and a guy can hold off Cumming for as long as he wants. Hubby usually takes a Viagra, and he and Chris have had some awesome sessions with me like this.



Well there I was , high and still tied up and my face completely covered in cum, so I was a bit nervous about what was next when I felt some really large rough hands on my arse and he slipped an finger into my cunt and my arse at the same time. I can tell you the whole time I was getting off on knowing how much this would excite my hubby and how horny it will be in reliving it over and over again when we fuck.



The guy behind me then spat (I think on his cock) and literally drove it into my well used pussy to its hilt, right up to his balls in one thrust and I screamed and then moaned uncontrollably while he continued to thrust his cock all the way into my cunt. I can tell you he was fucking HUGE, his cock completely filled me and touched the top of my cervix with every thrust and he was grabbing me so hard on my hips he has left marks on me… bruises.



He just kept on slamming his cock into me like a piston, It was like he was hate fucking me and I loved it. I felt a hand on my chin and I opened my mouth and yet another cock slipped into it. I could tell it was hubby as I know his cock so well and he was smooth and uncut and I started to blow him like he desires and deserves for giving me such an awesome surprise, so I kept on moaning like his bitch. He was calling me his cum slut and telling me how sexy I looked covered in cum and he was wiping his cock all over my face making me taste the other men’s seed again and face fucking me holding my hair in fistfuls in his hands as he drove into my mouth and throat.



I knew they guy who was fucking me couldn’t keep up the pace he was going for long, although he had done an amazing job so far, and after about 10minutes he started to drive even harder and faster and then finally he screamed out ‘I’m Cumming I’m Cumming’ and then I felt him tense up as he drove right inside me, touching the top of my pussy and I felt him spurting his load as deep inside me as anyone could and he began filling my cunt up with his load.



He stayed in me for a while as his cock softened, and as he pulled out my cunt, it made a popping sound as he was so big it stretched me out and then he swapped with hubby and made me lick and suck his cock until it was clean again. I could taste my own juices and my cum, as well as the salty flavour of this unknown guy who just fucked me better than anyone else had ever done before, and it was fantastic.



Hubby had withdrawn from my mouth and then he went behind me and started to fuck me furiously, in the cum filled mess that was my slutty pussy and then after just a minute or so he came inside me and added his cum to my strange lovers seed.



I heard them all leave and there they left me, tied up, still high and my face completely covered in cum and, another 2 loads leaking out of my pussy and running down my legs and onto the floor.



I could hear them all downstairs having a drink and talking, then after about 15 minutes they all left and hubby came back upstairs to talk to me. I still had my blindfold on and I have NO IDEA who these guys were or how I was just fucked and used by.



Hubby went around behind me and rammed his still hard cock into once more and as he fucked me he removed the blindfold and fucked me furiously again. He said I was full of cum and sloppy and stretched out, so he then put his cock in my arse and proceeded to fuck me till he shot his load inside of me again.



So I was now a true whore and cum slut, his whore and cum slut and I was totally filled with cum, in all holes. It was only then I was untied by him and made to stay on the bed all night and sleep in the wonderful mess they had created for me. It was just fantastic!!!!



I have asked MANY times for him to tell me who it was that he had fuck me, or show me the pictures but he always says no. He says that I will never know who had used my body, taking me in all my holes and emptying their sperm all over me like a slut.



Hubby loves the fact that I have no idea who they were and that I will run into them in my normal daily life without a clue, and they will be remembering what I looked like as their cum slut for the night for the night, looking into my pussy and they will be devouring me with their eyes again and again. I have to admit, the thought drives me crazy and I’m constantly looking at the people I know trying to work out if it was one of them…….. I’m always horny trying to work it out and don’t look at our friends the same way anymore. I’m constantly trying to picture them naked or listening to their voices to find a clue.



Hubby is either perverted or a genius…… perhaps a perverted genius at that.



Bye



K



xxx

It was a quiet afternoon at the office. My last appointment for the day had to cancel at the last minute, and the bosses were all at a convention out of town. Nothing was happening, and although it was a good time to catch up on paperwork, I was tired so I thought I’d get an early start on the weekend. I didn’t expect my girlfriend, Paola, to be home when I got there, so I was surprised to hear the television when I walked through the door. I decided to sneak up on her as a surprise, but when I went into the living room, she was the one who surprised me.



Playing on the television was a porn video; a pretty young girl was having her faced stuffed with cock; I watched for a second when the actor pulled out and emptied a huge load of cum across her face. Paola, not realising I was behind her, emitted a little gasp and then a moan. Immediately the scene on the screen shifted; once again, a sexy young bitch was getting her throat rammed by a large cock. Once again, the scene ended with arcs of hot, sticky cum splashing the actress’s pouty, puffy lips. Paola moaned again and I could her a squishing sound. I quietly looked over the back of the sofa and saw my petite sweet girl pounding her cunt with her fingers. The skirt of her elegant suit was hiked up around her waist, her dainty little g-string panties around her knees. I wanted nothing more than to strip down and fuck her senseless, but I was fascinated with the scene in front of me and decided to watch quietly, despite my own erection.



Paola has always been an enthusiastic cocksucker. In spite of the fact that she’s a high-powered corporate attorney, in the bedroom she’s definitely a submissive. Who knows? Perhaps it’s because in the “outside” world she is so forceful and dominant that at home she takes comfort from being the object, rather than the subject. Which suits me fine; our sex life is dominated by me—I’m the one who calls all the shots, and she takes the greatest pleasure in pleasuring me. Not that she doesn’t get her share of orgasms: the girl comes buckets, at times even squirting juice from her cunt.



Another scene started on the television, same as the others, but this time, when the girl finished with a face full of dripping cum, she turned her head and got a second pounding by another huge cock, and then a third. Paola’s breathing grew shorter, her moans deeper. She reached into her purse and extracted a large, natural-shaped dildo and stroked herself once before burying it deep into her gash. I fully expected her to fuck herself with it, but as soon as it was properly lubricated, she withdrew it and began to suck on it. The girl in the video took a third load and then a fourth and as Paola watched, she fucked her own mouth with the plastic cock while still fingering her stiff clit.



Silently, I took off my jacket and tie and unbuttoned my shirt, slipping off my loafers. My nipples were almost as erect as my cock, but I left my trousers and stepped around the side of the sofa. Paola was startled and automatically attempted to cover herself but I commanded her to continue and knelt down between her legs and began to lick her oozing slit. The bitch was wet, her tangy juices flowing into my mouth and down my chin. As I concentrated my wagging tongue on her stiff clit, I reached up and pinched her nipples, which only had the effect of deepening her moans and causing her hips to buck against my chin. I reached further and put my hand over hers, grasping the dildo, and pushed it into her mouth. Paola gagged, but I knew she was loving it from the way she thrust her cunt at my mouth.



I continued to savage her clit until I could tell she was ready to cum. Her entire body shook and her little cunt went into spasms around my tongue. Before I knew what was happening, she arched her back and emitted a stream of hot, viscous juice into my face as she twisted and writhed beneath me. I took the dildo from her mouth and rammed it deep into her gaping hole and then went back down to sucking her sloppy clit. Pulling on it with my lips, I brought her to a second, quick orgasm, and then told her to describe the video to me.



“A young girl is on her knees, sucking a large black man’s cock. He is grabbing her pigtails—she has red hair and freckles—using them like handles to pull her head into his groin. He’s raping her mouth and now…” she gasped…”now he’s coming great quantities onto her face, filling her mouth and eyes, shooting it into her red hair…



“Another one is starting; the girl is undressing, acting sexy, slowly showing her tits, which are tiny, like mine. She has a very short “school-girl” plaid skirt, and is turning around to show that she’s naked underneath. Her cunt lips are puffy, and now a man’s hand goes between her legs. Oh god…” and her breath catches “…he’s fingering her asshole. She’s kneeling down now, taking his cock in her fist and licking around the head, tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum no doubt.”



Paola was rocking her hips against the dildo and my tongue. Her voice was a dull monotone, describing each act of facial abuse, how the semen shot forth and splattered the young models’ mouths. But then she became animated again, as she described the next clip.



“It’s an Asian woman…oh, it’s a genuine bukkake scene. She has her panties on but has removed her bra and is holding a clear glass plate under her chin. There are dozens of men in their underwear, holding their cocks and stroking them. The first one has just come on her and it’s slowly sliding down her face. Now the next one has spurted and it too is dripping from her cheek. Another now, less forceful, and now another—this is a big load, and it drips off her lips and onto the glass plate. The camera position is now underneath the plate, I’m watching the cum accumulate. Oh my god, there are dozens of men yet to go; they’re all going to come on her. Oh fuck…”



I stuck my index finger into Paola’s asshole and then slipped my middle finger in as well. Now both holes were filled and my tongue continued to lash her clit. Her mouth was filled with words, dribbling out the descriptions of the action on the television. “Another shot and another; they’re relentless, she’s coated in a sea of cum,” she said. “She’s so lucky.”



Then my Paola came again. I pulled the dildo from her cunt and she squirted into my face again, the last few words that escaped were, “she’s drinking the contents of the plate, swallowing all that cum.



“Please let me suck you.”



I was ready, and withdrew the dildo from her cunt, stepping out of my trousers. My cock sprung lewdly in front of my, and I guided Paola onto her back, with her head hanging over the edge of the sofa. I placed my cock over her face, settling my balls on her lips and she began to suck and lick them. Her body was crunched on the couch, and I directed that she raise her ass against the backrest so she could drape her legs over the back. A large dollop of precum oozed from the tip of my cock and onto her neck. I spread her legs and slapped her cunt, then grabbed the slick dildo and slowly plugged it into her asshole. Pulling back for a moment, I eased my cock into her waiting mouth, sliding down into her throat until my balls covered her eyes.



“You dirty bitch,” I said as I began to thrust and fuck her throat, “coming home to masturbate without my permission.” A little whimper escaped but I continued stuffing her mouth with my erection. I slapped her cunt again. “You’re just a whore, aren’t you? You worthless cunt.” I was in a good rhythm now, stroking my cock between her lips, feeling the tip enter the top of her oesophagus. I wasn’t going to last long, I wanted to come as much as Paola needed to drink it.



And I knew she needed it. Her hands went over her head and around my waist, reaching for my ass cheeks and pulling me even deeper into her mouth. “Go ahead, bitch,” I commanded, “I know you want to…finger my asshole.” Paola wasted no time sliding her index finger up my ass. We both knew that would cause me to come almost immediately; it’s what we both needed and wanted.



She gagged a bit when I exploded in her mouth, emptying the contents of my balls so deep into her throat I doubt she even tasted it. And unbelievably, her cunt was oozing and going into spasm again. I pulled out and squeezed the last drops of my load onto her lips, which she hungrily licked off. My legs were weak as I stood up, and I collapsed into the club chair. The video had ended at some point.



“Take that cock out of your ass and bring me a drink,” I said. Paola was still in the same position. “And get off the rest of those clothes.” She straightened up slowly and stripped the rest of her dishevelled clothing off, leaving nothing but the glistening juices of her cunt gracing her flesh as she went to the kitchen. A few moments she returned with a cold glass of white wine which she handed me before kneeling at my feet and started to gently stroke my limp cock.



“Thank-you, sir,” she said. “Thank you for the multiple orgasms and the load of cum to swallow.”



“We obviously need to talk about what happened here today,” I said. “Don’t we?”



Paola’s head and voice both dropped. “Yes, Sir.”



“Why were you home early?”



“I had hoped to surprise you with a nice dinner. I signed an important contract this morning and thought I’d treat myself with the afternoon off. I stopped at the market for some steaks, and then had the idea to buy some new knickers to wear while I served you. I went into a sex shop and saw this video on the shelf and was irresistibly drawn to it. I had only intended to skim over it while I cooked, but with each passing scene, I slowly lost my resistance. It made me so randy.



“I’m sorry, Sir.”



“I’ve always known you liked sucking cock, known you like feeling it hit your face before you scoop it into your mouth. What’s special about this?”



“I’m not sure,” she replied, pensively, “maybe it’s the anonymity, especially in the bukkake scene. All those random cocks, all that anonymous cum drenching that lucky slut.”



“And you’d like to be that slut, wouldn’t you?”



She didn’t answer, but sighed heavily and tellingly. I reached down and put my hand behind her head, then yanked her hair back, so she was looking into my face, repeating, “Wouldn’t you?”



“Yes, Sir,” she whispered haltingly.



“So my cock isn’t enough, doesn’t satisfy you, is that it? You need more?”



“Oh, no, Sir,” she quickly replied, kneeling up straight and lowering her head to my lap, “Oh no. I love your cock. You treat me so well, better than I have ever deserved. I live to serve you, to serve your cock. You fulfill me, complete me. No, Sir. Your cock is my world. I am your slave, and no others’. I love you”.



“Hmm,” I said, as if unconvinced. But I knew that Paola spoke truly. And it was reciprocal: her subservience filled a hole in my life I’d never been able to define before. She was my ideal woman, physically—petite and with an olive complexion, totally committed to our mutual pleasure, dark, doe-like eyes, small tits and short hair, incredibly smart and well bred. She’s at home in a board room and a captain of industry (if such a thing exists in this post-industrial age), well read and erudite, a decent cook and total slut. And yes, I love her too.



“I’m going to have a shower, and you can make the dinner—I hope you got the ingredients for the dinner before your trip to the sex shop.”



“I did, and I will, Sir,” she said. “Can I bring you a second glass of wine?”



“That’s my good girl,” I said, rising. There was a drop of cum dribbling from my cock, and I squeezed it out and offered it her. Paola extended her tongue and took the drop, almost like a communicant receiving the Blessed Sacrament.



As the hot water ran over my body, I thought about how to make Paola’s fantasy a reality. It excited me, thinking of actually whoring out my little slut. But while it was all well and good to let her suck random cock, I needed to be in charge—without any skills as a pimp. I thought about the possibility of asking colleagues from the office, but that was certainly not “anonymous” enough; most of my colleagues already knew Paola for the business leader she was. And then I remembered my “poker buddies”. There was a random group.



Once a month, I play poker with five other fellows; we met at the race track a couple of summers ago and typically meet for our games in the back room of a small bar in the far reaches of Queens, not far from Aqueduct. But on at least two occasions, we’ve relocated to the home of one of the other guys; in both cases because of babysitting conflicts. The games don’t go on too late, and they’ve always been relatively low-stake. I wasn’t sure that I wanted to bring these guys to my apartment, but getting a suite at a Midtown hotel wouldn’t be out of the question. I’d make some lame excuse, and bring Paola along as the “hostess”.



I turned off the water and drew back the shower curtain. There was Paola, on her knees on the bathmat, with my next drink on a silver salver held above her head. Naturally, she was nude.



“How’s dinner coming along?” I asked, deliberately ignoring the earlier topic.



“Fine, Sir. It will be ready to be served when you’re through here.” Her eyes were lowered, and I placed my hand under her chin, forcing her to look at me. “I’m sorry, Sir,” she added.



“For what?”



“For causing you any distress,” she replied, a tear welling in her eye.



“I’m not distressed, Paola. I’m quite happy.” I wiped away the tear. “Now go get the dinner ready and I’ll be along shortly.”



She smiled at my smile. “Yes, Sir,” she said, rising and exiting the bathroom. Did I mention Paola possesses the most perfect ass? I love watching her leave a room. I also love fucking that tight, dark hole.



*




I came to the table wearing just my dressing gown, and Paola served me naked, placing my plate down before me and topping off my wine glass. Never presumptuous, the place opposite was empty, but I asked her to join me. Naturally, as befitting her general breeding and good taste, the steak was excellent, perfectly done. We ate in relative silence, only occasionally commenting about our workdays. I explained to her how it was that I came home early, and what a pleasant surprise it was to find her as I did, causing her to blush a little, in spite of all our intimacies over the years.



When I finished, I pushed back and adopted a serious mien.



“I’ve thought a lot about your comments earlier,” I started, causing her to blush again, “and I’ve decided to help you realise your fantasy.”



“Oh, no, Sir! Please! I’m so sorry!”



“Hush now, my sweet. We both know you’re a slut, and I’ve made you my whore…Isn’t that correct?”



“Yes, Sir,” she whispered.



“Well, I’ve decided it’s about time you were drenched in cum. But of course there will be certain ground rules.” I explained my idea of hosting a poker night at a hotel. Paola would act as a paid hostess, serving drinks and sandwiches in a revealing costume and eventually letting her mouth be raped by all the men there. And though I’d permit them to finger her cunt and ass, only I would be allowed to fuck her. And that would probably only be after the others left.



Paola was curiously quiet. “Well?” I asked, “does this idea have any appeal?”



Her head was lowered, and she merely nodded.



“Speak up, my love, I can’t hear you. The idea made you wet, didn’t it?”



Again, she nodded, eyes still lowered.



“Show me,” I said.



Paola reached between her legs and slid her fingers between her labia, and found that yes, she was quite wet. Raising the index and middle finger of her right hand in a sort of erotic salute for my view, I could see them glistening with her oozings.



“Lick them,” I ordered, and she did. “So, why the hesitation? Speak up.”



“It frightens me. It will be so humiliating.”



“You’ll look just like one of the dirty sluts in that video of yours. Maybe I should film you getting your mouth raped repeatedly, having your face slathered with gobs of anonymous cum. Then you could watch yourself in all your whoredom whenever you want. And so could I. Would you like that?”



She nodded her affirmation and whispered, “Thank you, Sir.” I noticed her nipples were stiff and distended. My cock was stirring again, but I could wait.



“Anything for my good girl,” I said. “Now, let’s get this cleaned up and afterwards, you can get into the shower then show me your gratitude.”



Paola rose and gathered the dishes and headed to the kitchen. I could see a slime trail down the inside of her thigh and as she collected my plate, I fondled her cunt and sucked a nipple; then I offered my wet fingers to her mouth, which she hungrily licked clean.



“You’re so good to me, Sir,” she said gratefully.



“I love you, my little slut.”



*




That night I fucked Paola’s ass. After her shower, I sent her to bed and told her to “assume the position”. An hour later when I got into the room, she was kneeling on the bed, with her arms stretched out grabbing the rail of the footboard, her tits pushed into the duvet and her ass high and inviting in the air. I told her what a dirty slut she was, what a whore. I told her how disgusting it was to know that she was thinking about—wanting, craving, lusting for—a face full of sticky, stinking cum from anonymous men. She whimpered but said nothing. I jammed my fingers into her cunt and found it already moist. “You disgusting bitch,” I said, fingering her roughly, “you really can’t help yourself from becoming turned on. What a whore.”



I pulled out my hand and brought it down firmly on the pale orbs of her ass. Again and again I struck her, reddening her cheeks to a fiery crimson colour, ignoring her whimpers, moans and tears; she knew better than to complain. And of course she wouldn’t because each stroke, each slap, only excited her more. As the tender flesh of her ass was inflamed with my beating, so was her lust, her desire. Of course it had a similar effect on me: my cock was stiff and protruding lewdly, dribbling pre-cum and aching to plunge between the tight ring of muscle protecting her darkest hole. I tested her readiness by again fingering her cunt, shoving first two, then three and finally four fingers into her dripping, oozing gash. My thumb pressed roughly against the little bean of her clit, and I could feel her grasping at my fingers, bringing herself to the brink of orgasm. All the while I kept up the banter of degradation, verbally abusing her for her slovenly, sluttish, whoring desires.



I withdrew my slime-covered fingers, dripping with her juices, and could see her gaping hole pucker and quiver, the muscles clutching at the air, willing me to reinsert them. But instead, I slide two into her asshole. Paola moaned deeply, the mixture of pleasure and pain singing through her whimpers. Climbing onto the bed, I looked into the mirror on the dresser immediately in front of us, and saw Paola’s face wincing with each thrust.



“Are you wet enough, bitch?” I asked, “Are you ready to get a good, hard reaming?” Paola looked up, into the mirror, into my eyes, and merely nodded. “I can’t hear you, slut,” I yelled. “Are you ready to get your ass fucked?”



“Yes, Sir,” she moaned, barely audible.



Positioning myself between her legs, I spit on her asshole and worked the saliva deep into her. Unable to resist the temptation before me, I ran the tip of my cock over her hard little clit causing her sphincter to grasp at my fingers. Grabbing her hips with both hands, I sunk my cock to the balls into her dripping slit—”Just for a little more lubrication,” I assured her. Then, spitting at her dirty hole again, I withdrew and positioned the head of my cock at the now-gaping opening and slid forward. She was tight and hot. The heat which emanated from her rosy cheeks against my groin fuelled my lust and I pounded into her, stroke after stroke as I pulled on her hips. Paola clenched the footboard tightly, and I watched the pain and emotion on her face in the mirror as I reamed her ass again and again.

“Don’t you wish you were getting your face fucked now at the same time?” I asked. “Wouldn’t you love to be sucking cock whilst getting this ass-fucking?” Paola opened her eyes and looked into mine, via the mirror. Her hair was plastered to her face with perspiration; a sheen of glistening sweat coated her entire body. I knew she was loving being pierced this way; she was responding in a frenzied way, pushing back voluntarily against my powerful strokes. I reached between her legs and grabbed her clit—so hard, so distended, so wanting. As I continued pounding her dirty hole, I tugged the clit, jerking it roughly, and could feel her beginning to orgasm. Her breathing was ragged and she gasped in air and held it as long as she could, attempting to hyperventilate to orgasm.



My own ejaculation was about to fill her ass with the rising tide of my salty semen. The balls, sweaty and slapping against her puffy labia tightened and my thigh muscles stiffened as I was about to empty into her. But I pulled back, so just the head of my cock was still inside the ring of her sphincter, and let loose with a load groan. Whether or not Paola came then as well I couldn’t tell and didn’t care. I let go of her clit and grabbed my shaft, coaxing the remnants of my ejaculate into her.



I too was coated with a sheen of perspiration when I pulled out of her with an audible “plop”, a string of cum from the slit of my cock to her asshole still connecting us.



“Push,” I ordered, “push it out.” This was an easy command to follow as I’d dumped my load right behind the opening of her pouting orifice. As I settled back on my haunches, I cupped my hand under her cunt and when she pushed, my white cum oozed out and down over her lips and onto my fingers. “Goddamn, but you’re a mess, you slut.” A beautiful mess, I added silently. When my cupped hand was filled with all that glorious cum, I bade her to turn around. “Lick it up, bitch,” I commanded and she hungrily lapped at my sticky fingers and palm with her tongue, greedily taking the spunk that had so recently spewed into her asshole. I leaned back in the bed and directed her head to my crotch, allowing her to lick my softening cock clean and suck out any residual cum. When she’d satisfied us both that I was completely voided, she looked into my eyes and placed a hand on my chest and said, “Thank you, Sir.”



We had a quick shower where I peed on her clit and let her pee into her hand—a little routine we’ve developed. Then we went to bed and spooned, my soft cock safely nestled between her still-warm ass cheeks, falling quickly asleep.



*




The next morning I began to work out the details of Paola’s first bukkake. My monthly poker “buddies” would be the perfect foils for fulfilling Paola’s dirtiest fantasy. As our next regular night wasn’t for two weeks, that gave me enough time to contact everyone and make a reservation for a suite in Midtown. The first to respond was Henry Willis, a large black man who worked for the Sanitation Department; although it had been many years since he worked “in the field” (as he so euphemistically put it), he did not have the physique of a desk-jockey. Eddie Chong, an accountant from Flushing was also available and game; he was excited by the location. Jimmy Doyle was a school superintendent from the Bronx and Hector Lopez, a wiry little immigration lawyer from Carroll Gardens were both in. I gave none of them any idea of the special treat I had in store.



When I got the final response from Hector, it was evening. Paola and I had just finished dinner and I called her into the living room. She was already naked, and I had her squat down on her haunches before me, spreading her crotch and exposing her cunt. “Put your hands behind your head,” I commanded, “and lace your fingers together.” I wanted to watch her cunt as I laid out the plan. “Five guys,” I said, “Five cocks for you.” Paola trembled slightly. “You’ll like that, won’t you?” She nodded and said, “Yes, Sir.” I described each of the guys. “We’ll each take a turn with your mouth, I imagine. That should be perfect for a cocksucker like you.” I could see Paola’s cunt begin to glisten with moisture and he nipples stiffen. “Of course we could probably all take you at once too. A cock in each hole and one in each hand. But I don’t know who’d I’d let fuck your ass and cunt—they really do belong just to me. I don’t mind sharing your mouth and face—hell, they can even abuse those pointy little tits of yours—but the ass and cunt, no. They’re mine. Isn’t that right, slut?”



“Yes, Sir.”



“But the idea does excite you. I can see it in your dirty slutty cunt now. You’re wet, aren’t you?”



“Yes, Sir.”



“Jerk your clit, baby. I want to watch a while.”



Paola lowered her arms and with one hand spread her lips wide, then began to finger her little bean. “Thank you, Sir.” Closing her eyes, she slid into reverie, holding her squatting position and careful and conscious of giving me a clear view. I found it arousing. She’s such a dirty girl, a hungry, craving, wanton slut. And I told her so. I unzipped my trousers, taking out my cock, which was already oozing pre-cum, then took one of our toys—a large black dildo with a suction-cup base—and smeared the head with my drippings. Placing the toy at the hungry mouth of her snatch, I eased it into her, setting the base firmly against the floor. I didn’t need to say more: Paola lowered herself onto the toy and began to slowly ride the thing, the fingers on her clit now moving faster as she approached orgasm. I stepped in font of her and ordered her to open her eyes as I began to stroke my cock, inches from her mouth. Her eyes were locked on the slit and I could feel her willing my cum to spurt on her face. It took significant self-control on my part not to just plug her mouth and fuck it. But I resisted. Paola licked her lips and gasped as my hand rapidly pulled my cock, swirling the pre-cum over the head, pulling the slit open for her view.



“What do you want, bitch?”



“Your cum, Sir.”



“Where do you want it, slut?”



“On my face, Sir.”



“Why, whore?”



“Because I’m a dirty slut, Sir; your dirty whore. Because I love your cum.”



“And not just mine. You can’t wait to have those other four cocks fucking your face, can you?”



“No, Sir.”



“You want to drink quarts of cum, don’t you?”



“Oh, yes, Sir. Oh yes.”



With that, Paola began to tremble and orgasm, rocking her hips frantically against the dildo, slapping her own clit with her hand. And as her mouth opened and she gasped for air, my cum spewed from the slit, arching across the synapse between my cock and her lips. I let the salty drops of spunk stay on her cheek and mouth then reached between her legs and extricated the dildo. It was covered with her slime. Telling her to put her hands behind her head again, I offered her my softening cock to suck out the remaining drops before I pulled out and inserted the dildo. She looked horrid, like a complete whore. I went and had a shower, leaving her like that. When I came back later, she was coated with her own saliva and tears, almost gagging on the dildo. Then I let her have a shower and get ready for bed.



*




We met at the hotel two days later, at lunch hour. We’d both taken the afternoon off, and had a pleasant lunch, winding down from the week’s work and getting excited about the upcoming event. Paola was wearing a conservative grey business suit, with a white silk blouse. I told her she should wear that to start during the party, but then I handed her a package from my favourite lingerie store. “I want you to wear this underneath. You’ll be able to strip down as the night goes on.” As usual, she had no panties on (it was a standing order), but I did allow her a bra for business wear. She took the package from my hand; “Open it,” I said. Inside were the tiniest pair of panties I could find: just a diaphanous triangle of black lace for her cunt, with three strings. There was also a bra, of the same fabric and cut; just two tiny black triangles that would barely conceal her nipples. I had deliberately selected black so it would be enticingly visible through her blouse. As Paola held up the lingerie, I slid my fingers between her legs, to test her wetness. My good girl was getting excited. I slid my middle finger through her slimy labia and tugged on her clit.



“Just think of all the fingers that are going to be up that cunt before the night’s over,” I said. “You can’t wait, can you?”



“No, Sir,” she said. “I’m probably going to orgasm frequently.”



“Even before you start sucking all that cock?”



“Perhaps, Sir. You know what a slut I am.”



“Yes, I do,” I said. “I might even get you to squirt for the boys.”



Paola shuddered with pleasure. “I may very well. If you’re the one that’s fingering me at the time, Sir. You know how to ‘push my button’.” She smiled, slyly.



We finished our lunch and then went up to the suite. There was a bedroom, large bath and living room with a table and chairs for the poker game. I had ordered a bar to be set up, and some trays of snacks—little sandwiches and other munchies. Paola would be serving these. I sent her in to take a bath, instructing her to pay extra attention to her cunt and ass, though I didn’t really need to of course—Paola is always meticulous in her preparations for sex. Smooth and soft and clean enough to eat, as I frequently do.



She came out of the bath naked, her cunt freshly shaved, and stood before me for inspection. Her nipples were hard as I pinched them, sending a shiver of pleasurable pain down her spine. I parted her labia and was happy to find she was moist. Her labia were puffy with anticipation. Slipping my cunt-slickened finger up her tight asshole, Paola’s nipples extended even further. I handed her a g-string to step into: it was the tiniest triangle of black lace that hardly covered her cunt. Indeed as I tugged it into place, I could almost see her distended clit hood peaking over the top of the lace. I was enjoying dressing her, and put on the bra. It was too small: her nipples stretched the flimsy fabric to the limit, her large, dark areolae were clearly visible on either side of the delicate triangles.



My cock was stiff and leaking, but there was no time. Besides, I was hoping to spill a huge load into her cunt when I finally fucked her. But that would be much later. Now I had her put on the white blouse, again, just a little snug, hugging her form. The black fabric of the tiny bra was clearly visible: she looked like a whore needing to be fucked.



The skirt I provided was very short, just barely covering her arse cheeks, and then the finally, a pair of four-inch high stiletto heals. “Look at yourself in the mirror,” I said, and she did. “How do you like it?”



“I look like a whore,” she smiled.



“Today you are, baby. Daddy’s little cum-slut is going pro. Now sit down and relax until I call for you. Think about the fat cocks that will be fucking your mouth; think about all the cum you’ll get to drink.”



“I doubt that will be very relaxing,” she demurred.



With that there was a knock at the door to the suite, and I closed the bedroom door behind me and let in Henry and Eddie. Just as I was about the close the door the elevator down the hall opened and Jimmy and Hector stepped out. “Good,” I called, “we’re all here.”



When they were in the room, Hector asked what the special occasion was. “Oh,” I said, “I just thought we’d do something interesting for a change. Spice things up.”



“This kip up must have set you back a few bob,” Jimmy said.



“I had a good month,” I replied, “thought I’d spread the wealth.”



The guys sat around the card table and I broke open two new packs of cards. “Anybody want a drink?” I asked as I began to shuffle and deal out the first hand.



“Sure,” said Henry as he began to get up.



“Sit,” I said, “it’s covered.” I clapped my hands and the bedroom door opened and Paola came into the room. Four pairs of eyes turned to her, and four chins dropped at the sight as I dealt out the remaining cards.



“Miss P, our guests would like something to drink,” I said as nonchalantly as possible, although my heart was pounding in my chest to see my little bitch about to begin her “service”, benign as it was.



“Yes, Sir,” she said approaching the table. “What will you gentlemen have?” she asked. Jimmy wasn’t shy, maybe he quickly assessed the situation: “I wouldn’t mind a taste of you,” he said.



“To drink, Sir” Paola retorted, adding somewhat cryptically, “It’s early yet.”



“Scotch rocks, then,” Jimmy replied and the other added their orders. They all looked at me questioningly, and I kept my best poker face attempting to give away nothing yet. When each of the men were served, Paola stood before me asking, “And what will be your pleasure, Sir?”



“A Pinot Grigio, Miss P., if you please.”



“It’s always my pleasure to serve you, Sir,” she said, smiling, as she walked to the bar. When she put my drink on the coaster next to me, I picked up a five-dollar chip and offered it to her between two fingers. “I don’t suppose you have any pockets in that outfit, do you?” I asked.



“No, Sir. But I’ll make do.” Paola took the chip and unbuttoned the top two buttons of her blouse, sliding the chip into her bra, just over the left nipple. The fellows watched in rapt attention, and Hector squirmed a little in his seat. I could only imagine that his cock was stiffening and needed readjustment.



Henry quickly won the first two hands, though the play wasn’t as nimble and lively as usual. There were long pauses as all heads turned in unison watching Paola strut around the table. When Jimmy’s drink was finished, Paola went to him and bent over, to whisper in his ear, allowing those behind her a full view of her arse and those before her a good look down her blouse. Jimmy whispered something in reply and Paola went back to the bar, telling him he was naughty as she got him another drink. This time Jimmy tipped her as well, with a ten-dollar chip, that she slipped into the other cup of her bra.



Eddie’s drink was also wanting, and Paola fetched him another. He had the ten-dollar chip ready even before the drink was poured and he looked at us saying, “I wonder where she’s going to put this one?” I wondered as well, but without missing a beat, Paola slid the chip under her skirt and into her g-string. We played a few more hands, but it was obvious to all by then that the game was not progressing with the distraction. It was my turn to deal again and I mentioned to Paola that Hector wasn’t having very good luck this evening.



“Why don’t you go and blow on his cards, Miss P.?” I suggested.



“Just his cards, Sir?” Paola replied, coyly.



I dealt the cards and Paola stood behind Hector, rubbing her hands over his shoulders and chest and when he had his full hand, she bent down and blew onto his cards, allowing her hands to slide across his lap. From the way Hector moved in his chair I could tell that Paola was squeezing his erection. His face was practically smothered between her breasts.



“Shit, man,” Henry said, “it’s getting hot in here.”



“Yes,” I added. “Very hot. Don’t you think so, Miss P.”



“I do, Sir,” Paola answered, and straightened up and unbuttoned her blouse, tossing it aside. “That’s better,” she said.



“Not for me,” Eddie said.



“Then allow me to help,” Paola said, going to him. He turned in his chair and she unbuttoned his shirt, and began to lick his nipples as she removed the shirt from his shoulders. Gradually sinking to her knees, she licked down his to the belly until she got to his belt buckle. We could all see Eddie’s cock pushing the fabric of his trousers towards the girl’s throat.



“Still hot?” she asked. Eddie could only nod his head in ascent. “Perhaps if you took off your trousers,” she suggested, undoing his belt and lowering the zipper.



Eddie stood up and allowed his trousers to fall to the floor. His stiff cock was protruding from the fly of his boxers. This was the moment of truth, the moment Paola desired, the moment I’d been waiting for: to see my little slut prostitute herself.



“Oh my,” Paola said, wrapping her fingers around his erection. “It’s leaking.” With that she extended her tongue to just graze the tip of his cock, before sliding his hard rod between her sweet lips.



“Sweet mother,” Jimmy said, standing and undoing his trousers. He already had an erection and drop his briefs as well, standing next to Paola’s face, stroking it. She turned to look and reached out for his cock, abandoning Eddie and slurping Jimmy into her mouth. Eddie just stepped back and removed the rest of his clothes then sat on the sofa and slowly stroked himself as he watched.



It was my turn to join the fray, and take control of the situation. I took Eddie’s seat at the card table and turned the chair outward to the action. “Miss P.,” I said, harshly, “you’re a very naughty girl.” Paola stopped bobbing her head up and down Jimmy’s cock. “Come here and assume the position.”



Reluctantly, Paola released Jimmy, a trail of saliva and pre-cum drooping from his cock to her lips. She lost no time lying across my lap and I raised her skirt and brought my hand sharply across her arse. “You’re a slut,” I said, smacking her again. Jimmy, Henry and Hector joined Eddie on the sofa, unconscious of each other, all eyes fixed on Paola’s rapidly reddening arse. “Such a dirty, whorish slut,” I added.



“I know, Sir,” she whimpered through her tears, “I can’t help it. I love to suck cock.”



“Don’t be harsh, dude,” Hector said, “she’s only doing what she loves.”



I stuck two fingers into her dripping cunt. “And look at this,” I cried in mock amazement, turning her bottom for the guys to see, “Her cunt is dripping wet! Have you ever seen such a dirty cock-sucking slut?”



“Thank you, Sir,” Paola directed at Hector. “I’m only doing what I love, Sir. Please don’t spank me anymore.”



“Shut up, bitch,” I said. “There’s only one way to treat a cock-sucker like you. Like the slut you are.”



“Sweet Jesus,” Henry said, raising. He was still completely dressed, but also erect, his cock making an impressive tent is his trousers. “Let me teach her.” Henry exposed his rod, which was massive, at least eight-inches long and as broad as Paola’s wrist. “Come here, bitch,” he barked, “I’m going to fuck your face.” I released Paola and helped her to her feet, taking the skirt off before she stumbled across the room to where Henry stood. She knelt before him and reached out for his huge tool, but he told her to grab her ankles and not say a word. Grabbing the back of her head he plunged his big black cock between her lips until his balls were slapping her chin.



“You want cock,” he said, “You got cock.” He began to pound into her head, oblivious to her gagging and struggling, but I noticed that she didn’t dare release the grip on her ankles. The other three were naked now and stood in a circle around my delicious little bitch as her mouth was repeatedly raped. I was behind her, and undid the hooks of her bra, allowing it to fall forward. The two chips that had been hidden there bounced to the floor and I tossed them onto my pile on the table.



Henry’s pounding was relentless and I was surprised and impressed at how well Paola handled it. She wasn’t gagging now, but accepting all the meat down her throat with every thrust. I decided to urge him on, so said, “A bitch like this doesn’t deserve a mouthful of cum, man. You should dump it on her face, Henry.” The other joined in. “Yeah, Hank, spill your load on her face.” “That’s what the slut deserves.” “Pump it, man, pump it.”



This had the effect I was hoping for and Henry was getting close to busting his nut. “Go for it man, give her the facial,” I prompted. I felt like the evil angel on his shoulder, putting thoughts of debauchery into his head.

This is the fourth chapter of the “Jamie The Black Sheep” story. I hope you enjoyed the first three. If you’re starting here, I suggest you move back so that you can meet the cast of characters.



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After a few minutes the astonished stares from the kitchen table went away as people refocused on our drinking game. Rachel and Emily were certainly attempting to have their fun for the weekend. Their respective boys were paying them all sorts of attention. Every now and then one of them would spring up, like some nervous twitch. It was clear there was something going on under the table, but I mostly let it wash over me. I leaned back, sipped my mixed drink, and let the game go one without me.



“Ladies, are we going to make a night of this?” the boys said as they got up from the table. It was pretty obvious they were both sporting some wood. Emily and Rachel must have been giving as well as they received.



“Definitely,” Emily and Rachel said in unison.



“In that case there something we need to go grab at our place. Give us about ten minutes.”



“Sure thing.”



I turned my head to see that I had Emily and Rachel’s rapt attention.



Emily started it off, “There’s no way we’re letting that comment slide. What did you do? Or what did you not do?”



“I shouldn’t have said anything,” I said meekly. I was too tired to get started on this. Plus, I still wasn’t sure what kind of reaction I’d get from these two. They had been my friends for a long time, but I knew that if I laid out the whole story there’s a good chance our relationship would take a serious blow. This goes back to who these girls were: mostly good girls who had the occasional moderate dalliance. What I could tell them would go leagues beyond what they’d consider appropriate.



“Oh no, you’re not getting off that easy. Listen Jamie, we know what kind of weekend you’ve had. First Will, then Ryan, and now apparently this married dude. That’s one helluva weekend! I know you think we can’t handle something like this, but we HAVE to know.”



“I know Jamie, I’ve been so pissed that I haven’t had any fun this whole weekend,” Emily added in.



“Emily, you had plenty of fun the first night.”



“Wait what, I passed out before anything could happen, or that’s what I remember.”



“Yea, you passed out alright, but there was a lot that happened before that.”



Rachel looked at Emily and gave her a, “You little slut. Playing Ms. Innocent all day long.”



“I don’t remember! What did we do?”



“Well, after Rachel and Claire left we all started the dance party again. Will had hidden a mostly full bottle of vodka, and we started passing it around taking shots. Soon enough, we were all shots off each other.”



“The boys really cranked it up then.”



“Not just the boys Emily, you poured booze down my front and licked it clean.”



“No way, I’ve never done something like that to a girl.”



“Girl, you had almost my whole boob in your mouth. When I returned the favor, I couldn’t get half of one of those massive things in my mouth.”



“Good lord, what happened next?”



“Your naked, horny ass led an equally naked and horny Andy and Ryan to the pullout. You were begging to get double teamed, so I went to the bedroom with Will. The next thing I know Ryan comes into the bedroom and announces you had passed out.”



“Damn! I missed it. How did the girls find me with my clothes on?”



“Andy and Ryan put them back on you. They figured it would probably end badly if Claire and Rachel came home to you naked on the couch passed out, them naked sitting around, and Will and I going at it in the bedroom.”



“Look at foxy lady now!” Rachel screamed. “Jamie, all day Emily’s been swearing up and down that she was prim and proper last night. Looks like she was leading the charge of the Slut Brigade.”



“We were all right there together.”



“Alright. So now we know about that. Here’s what we DON’T know! What happened with Mr. Hot Dad from the pool?”



“Guys, I don’t know…”



“You’re going to tell us. Listen Jamie, we promise: no judgment, we just want to know. We won’t tell Claire.”



I had forgotten about Claire. God, she was such a problem. All of us were sitting and having a good time, Claire was on the chair (the same one I was bent over and nearly fucked on this morning) reading a book.



“Ok, ok. So we were at the pool, talking all afternoon. We started drinking. Then after a few hours in the sun stuff started heating up. We made out in the hallway going to the bathroom. The next thing I know we’re back at his condo, starting to get it on.”



“Where was his wife?”



“She was out looking at properties with her sister. She’d told him they were getting back late that night. I guess the plans changed.”



“So she caught you?”



“Yea, that was the humiliating part.”



I had to stop to think about that. It was totally humiliating, but not kind of humiliation a kid gets by peeing their pants in school. This was a savory humiliation. This was falling from a pedestal. I was the lowest of the low as those two astonished women looked on. A fallen woman. My body’s reaction was just like the rush of adrenaline hanging over a ledge. I had felt my stomach drop. There was a static fuzz in my mind. It was kind of like the moment before you think you’re about to crash. Total fear. But that quickly washed away and left me feeling very turned on. There’s no way I could tell these girls that.



“That’s some serious shit, Jamie. And totally fucking hot! And let’s not let you drop the admission that he was ‘buried in your ass.’”



This was going better than I’d expected. No revulsion. They both still seemed into it. And they’re genuinely curious about the anal. Maybe I’m not giving these girls enough credit.



“Yea, it wasn’t something I expected. It just kind of happened, and that’s when she walked in.”



“Did it hurt?”



“Like hell, at first.”



“Then?”



“Fucking amazing. One of the hardest orgasms I’ve ever had. There were some other factors at play. I’m not sure if I could even describe it. He was fantastic though. So much so that I doubt this was his first go-round on the cheating scene.”



“Mmmm,” they both let out in an approving way.



Just then the boys returned. They had grocery bags filled with some stuff.



“Ladies want some dinner?”



Just then Claire came back into the picture, “What? I thought we were all going out. Guys, we’re only here another two days. We only went to eat the first night!”



Claire did have a point. This was our vacation and we had been spending most of our time here in the condo. But at that moment I saw a deflated look on both Emily and Rachel’s face. They wanted to stay. They wanted the boys to stay. At that moment, I knew I was going to have to fall on this grenade.



“Claire, why don’t you and I go out? These boys brought some food. We shouldn’t waste it. Rachel and Emily, you two stay and eat. We’ll all go on a girls’ night tomorrow night.”



Smiles erupted from the four sitting at the table. Claire looked mildly displeased, but I think she knew by everyone’s expression that this wasn’t going to be a battle she was going to win.



“Ok Jamie, let’s go party and let these homebodies miss out on some fun! But girls’ night tomorrow!”



Somehow I doubted our fun would outpace what was going to happen in this condo, but I put on a good face and decided to make the best of the night.



*****



I stood naked in the bedroom by myself. I heard the others outside, really picking up the pace of their drinking. I had just taken a long, luxuriating shower and it totally really recharged me. I did a great job straightening my hair. Next, I put on a good amount of makeup. Not complete slut mode, but enough to demonstrate that I meant business that evening.



Hmm, what to wear? I had no idea what Claire was planning to do, so I had to be ready for any occasion. Claire didn’t drink or put out, but that didn’t mean she was predictable. She was always game to go to the new or hip place in town. I think it was mostly so she could make appearances and then brag to whoever listened to her about those kinds of things. People at her work? Who knows.



I picked out a short little purple dress. It had really thin fabric with a plunging V neckline that tied around the back of my neck, leaving my back almost bare. I don’t have the biggest amount of cleavage, but this dress worked a little magic to make me look pretty damn hot. You can’t really wear a bra, so I put on some stickies that would give me some lift (and some volume!) but still not be seen. Next, the panties weren’t a big decision. I had to go with a small thong, because the dress was so tight and thin. The only hitch was that the skirt was pretty shot and flared at the bottom, so there was a chance of flashing people. Decision made: go with the tiniest thong I own. My final touch was the most exciting addition. Well, at least for the girl in me. I put on a pair of beautiful black, strappy Christian Louboutin heels with bright red soles. The heels were really high—at around three or four inches—but they were gorgeous!



With my outfit complete, I checked myself out and knew I looked ready for the club!



*****



When I walked outside, I realized that Claire was not ready for the club. I had apparently seriously misjudged the situation. Claire was standing there in a cute, albeit extremely ordinary, top. The real kicker was her jeans. They were totally “mom jeans”—the kind that go up way too high above your hips, make your ass look flat, and not hug your frame at all. Uh, this was just sad to see.



“Jamie, wow I didn’t know we were getting so dressed up! I thought we were just going to dinner.”



“Oh, I thought after dinner you wanted to go do something. I can go change.”



“No, if we wait too much longer all the restaurants will be slammed.”



“Ok, point the way.” With that, Claire and I headed out the door. As I left, I turned and gave the four remaining a wave and a wink. Emily and Rachel waved goodbye with great enthusiasm.



“Don’t hurry home.”



Right before I closed the door I saw one of the boys pull some kind of baggy out of his pocket.



*****



Claire selected a semi-nice place to eat. The appetizers were delicious, the ambiance was nice, and the wine was excellent. I ordered a whole bottle of white wine expecting to share it with Claire.



“No thanks, I’m still probably going to drive home.”



“Claire, we can just cab home. You can sit back and enjoy yourself if you want.”



“I may have a glass, but you go ahead.”



Debby fucking Downer. We sat through the rest of the meal making very small talk. We completely avoided all of the incidents that had occurred over the past few days and talked about nothing. It was pretty lame. What I did succeed in doing, however, was finish my bottle of wine. As the check was coming, I saw Claire hadn’t even touched her glass. When the waiter took our final bill, I reached over and downed Claire’s glass.



“Let’s go grab another drink!”



“Jamie, wait! I thought we were going home.”



“Oh Claire, just one drink. I bet the people at home haven’t even finished eating yet. Let’s not disturb their dinner.”



“Ok, but just one drink.”



“Definitely, and you’ll be more than fine to drive.”



*****



Ten minutes later Claire and I were in line for a very exciting looking club. The line outside was populated by very attractive people. All the guys looked really hot and the girls were dressed in their full club gear. Some had taken that idea to the extreme. I looked tame compared to a lot of them.



It took us another ten or so minutes to get to the front of the line. There were only three people left in front of us, and the bouncer was checking their IDs and taking the cover charge.



“Jamie, I really have to pee!”



“Ok, you head straight for the ladies room. I’ll run to the bar and get us some drinks! Let’s meet next to the DJ booth, there’s always one of those.” It seemed like a good enough plan and we both nodded our assent.



I gave my ID and cover charge to the bouncer. As I walked inside, I glanced around and saw Claire doing the same thing. I looked down to put my ID and wallet into my clutch ***Whoosh*** Wow, inside the club’s front door was a whole new world. The lighting was amazing. The people were all dancing like crazy. Most of all, the music was so powerful you could feel the bass beat move through you. This place was amazing.



God, everything about the place was nice. The temperature was set perfectly: warm enough so the girls could wear close to nothing but cool enough so that the place wasn’t a sauna. The dance floor was mostly comprised of these big, smooth dark panels. In between those were ambient lights shining up. It made the floor seem to glow. I had never seen anything like it.



I looked over and the bar was jammed with people so I scampered over to jockey for position. After a few minutes of elbowing my way to the front, I finally had some real estate at the bar. On either side of me were two stunning girls. They were both trying to win the attention of the bartenders by leaning over and giving them as much of an eyeful as they possibly could. Three can play at that game! I leaned in, pushed my forearms into the outside of my boobs. That pushed them together and created as much cleavage as I was going to have. I wasn’t the first one of the three of us chosen to give our order, but I was the second.



“Two Cosmos, please,” I said while handing the bartender a $50. He came back with the change and my drinks. “And you can keep the change.” I left him a fat tip hoping that he’d remember me and serve me as quickly as possible in the future. This place was too much fun to just have one drink!



I started moving to where I thought the DJ would be. It took a while to get there. There were tons of people dancing and moving through the crowd. I had to be extra careful, because I had two drinks that were very spill-prone. Somehow, I made it to that end of the club without spilling. I looked up, and the DJ booth was on a balcony overhanging the club’s dance floor. It wasn’t sticking out too much, but enough so that the DJ was looking out over everyone. You could tell he could see if people were into the groove or if he needed to change something up.



The music was amazing. I started sipping on my drink and moving with the music. It’s tough to dance while you’re double-fisting drinks, so my moves were a little limited. I did get some offers to dance though. I brushed them all aside, because I continued to scan the crowd for Claire. She should be pretty easy to spot in this crowd. The girls all looked ready for their stripper auditions, and the guys all had their shirts open.



As I waited longer and longer, I began to sense that something in our plan had gone awry. She should be here by now. I was at the bar for a pretty good while before I got served. Oh well. The girls’ bathroom is probably the biggest X factor in any bar or restaurant. Sometimes, the line takes forever. That must be what’s happening. I took out my phone to see if I could get in touch with her that way. I clicked on my Blackberry, and it showed that I had no signal. Crap. No way to call her.



I leaned back against the cloth covered wall to take a little pressure off my high heel-covered feet. Quickly, I found myself leaning back a little too far. I was falling through the cloth! There wasn’t a wall behind it!



I somehow regained my footing and hoped no one saw that. I had come pretty close to falling right on my back and spilling our drinks all over myself. Luckily, no one seemed to notice. I looked back through the cloth and saw a staircase going up. I figured it was the stairs the DJ took to get to his platform. Being a little bold after a whole bottle of wine and half a Cosmo, I headed up the stairs.



At the top of the stairs, I saw the little gate that led to the DJ booth and equipment. The stairs veered to the right and went a little higher to some other room. I decided to stay here. From this vantage point, I could see the whole club: the dance floor, the bar, and the restrooms. It was neat, because you could see all the lights, speakers, and inner workings of the club from this angle. Down on the floor it was a bright, loud blur if you looked up. This would be the best place for me to spot Claire in this place. So I hunkered down and started eyeing the crowd.



About a minute later I heard someone trying to get my attention. It was funny, you could actually hear pretty well up here. Down on the floor, you would have to scream in someone’s ear to pass a sentence. Up here, however, you were above and behind the speakers pointed down at the floor. I looked over and saw the extremely cute DJ waving me over. I walked through the little gate and over to where he was standing.



“Hey lady, what are you doing up here? Bringing me a drink?”



I looked down and remembered I had two drinks.



“No, I’m just looking for my friend. She was supposed to meet me right below here, but I can’t find her. So I came up here to get the bird’s eye view of everything.”



“Technically, you’re not supposed to be up here, but exceptions can be made. What’s your name?”



“Jamie.”



“I’m Luc.” [as in Luke]



Luc was incredibly handsome. He was a little over six feet tall and strong built. He had his headphones on, but one of the earpieces was off so that he could hear me. He didn’t really look like what I thought I DJ at this place would look like. He had on nice slacks and a Polo. I figured a DJ would be a Jersey-ed guido, but this guy had conservative prep frat star written all over him. Just my type!



We chatted it up for a little while and immediately hit it off. I found out he graduated from college a few years ago (like me) who was really into all kinds of music. His family was somehow involved in running or owning the place, but I couldn’t get specifics out of him. Oh well, I wasn’t interested in that. I figured I made more money than he did.



Ten more minutes passed, and I realized that I’d subconsciously finished my own drink and had started sipping Claire’s Cosmo. More than that, I only had a sip or two left. Damn, if I found her I’d have to go get another round!



Luc saw that my drink was near empty. “Hey, can I get you another? What’s your pleasure?”



I didn’t know if I wanted him to buy me a drink. The past few days had been pretty crazy, and on some level I was kind of glad that I was out with Claire. When this night started, I figured there was no way I’d get into any more shenanigans. For one, I didn’t think my body could take it. I could still feel the tingle in my pussy and ass and interpreted that as soreness. If I took any more abuse, I might not be able to walk straight for a week.



He sensed my hesitation and said, “Hey, don’t worry about it. The drinks get comped for the entertainment. If I don’t enjoy them, it feels like a waste. I’m having a scotch, what can I get you?”



“I’ll take a Cosmo, thanks.”



He radioed down for someone to bring up our order and turned back to me.



“So where’s your friend?”



“I have no idea. I kind of forgot about her! Is that terrible? I suppose I’m a terrible friend.” I said that with some modicum of genuine concern. I didn’t think Claire was all that fun, but ditching her at a club was something else.



“No, I distracted you. What’s she look like? What’s she wearing? Maybe I’ve spotted her. I get a pretty good look at most people in this place.” He finished that line with a little smirk that gave me the impression he was hiding something behind his words.



“Well, she’d probably look a little out of sorts. She didn’t know we were coming to a club, so she dressed a little down. She’s in jeans and a pretty ordinary top.”



“Oh,” Luc said with an embarrassed/worried face. “There was something on the club radio about a girl getting turned away outside and making a little fuss. Something about her friend being inside. I suppose that’d be you?”

“Fuck, she’s gonna kill me.” I looked at my phone’s clock. I’d been in here close to an hour. I also saw I still had no signal.



“You’re not going to get a signal in here. All the wiring, sound stuff, and lights somehow make this a lead box that the cell towers can’t pierce. It’s really annoying. But I hope you don’t go, you should stay with me. I bet she’s left by now.”



“I bet she has. We have some other friends who stayed at home. She’d probably go join up with them.”



“Perfect! If you want you can stay up here with me, get all the free drinks you want, and maybe learn a little about mixing.”



As if on cue, a really cute waiter emerged with two drinks on a serving platter. In a graceful, fluid motion, Luc grabbed my drink and handed it to me. In the same motion, he started his glass up for a toast. “To a wild fucking night!”



“Cheers to that!” Vacation Jamie was back. Claire’s depressing cloud was gone, and I started psyching myself up for a fun night.



*****



This was fucking awesome. Hell, I had a hunk DJ, free drinks, and an amazing view for people-watching. The bottle of wine and (now) four Cosmos had me seriously buzzing. The conversation—or should I now say full blown flirting—with Luc was really getting heated. Every few minutes he’d have to pay attention to the vast array of music controls, but overall I was surprised by how little he had to do.



“DJing doesn’t involve much does it?”



“Ah no, no, no. It’s really hard actually. I do a ton of work with mixes and songs before I ever begin. I plan everything out, so when it comes time to play I just have to piece it together. I also have to work with the lighting and sound tech guys. They’re behind that window right there [as he pointed to a big windowed room filled with guys right behind us]. The greatest thing about it is changing it to match what’s going on around me. If the crowd gets really into something, I can extend it, repeat it, or speed it up. If the place feels more sexy and chill, I can slow it down and let people grind it out. I can add vocals mid-song, change beats…I have control over everything!”



“Wow, sounds like you’re the master of us all.” I said it like a little vixen. I licked my lips and finished off my drink. Ball’s in your court, Luc.



“Alright, time for my set break.”



Luc made some adjustments on his computers, mixers, and other controls, and we went out the other side of the DJ booth. On that other side, there was another flight of stairs going down. As we descended, I could tell that this flight was definitely longer than the flight I had climbed to get to his booth. At the bottom, there was a very large bouncer guarding a large, service-looking door. It looked innocuous enough. Luc gave the guy a nod, and the door was opened for us.



Inside, there was a luxurious lounge. This had to be the VIP area or something. Everywhere, the furniture was nice, the lighting was very dim, and there were personal servers moving through the very small crowd. It was about the size of the dance floor. In fact, everyone was pretty well dispersed in the very large room. But it wasn’t a big, square room like the dance floor. There were a lot of little alcoves and nooks and crannies with big couches and tables. You could get a lot of privacy in here if you wanted.



More than the entire decor, I could smell a little sex in the room. It was very faint, because the overall smell was lovely—a mix of fine foods and scented candles. But I knew that smell very intimately now. I was like a shark smelling a drop of blood in the ocean. It triggered my predatory senses, and I felt my body getting warm. I was on Luc’s arm, and that small touch was all that was needed to get me craving more.



“Oh fuck!” I looked up to see all the people in the club right above us! All those large black panels on the ground must have been pieces of one-way glass. And the ambient light pointing up from between the panels illuminated everyone from the ground. More specifically and shocking, it gave us a perfect view up the skirt of every girl on the floor. A perfect view. I could point out every girl going commando. There were hundreds of bare pussies grinding up against the pants-clad boys. It was so fucking hot. Porn movies couldn’t shake a stick at something like this. There were just too many people; the scene was too epic!



I had the biggest, turned-on grin on my face. My eyes were darting to different scenes all over the ceiling. Subconsciously, I moved closer to Luc and pressed firmly against him.



“So, you’ve seen our VIP fish tank? What do you think?”



“I think it’s hottest, sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”



Then I leaned into Luc and passionately kissed him. My arms wrapped around his neck and brought him to me. His arms encircled me, and I could tell it was going to take a lot to break us apart. We kissed like that for a few minutes before he broke away from me. He reached around without looking and grabbed two drinks that were waiting on the serving tray of our waiter. We hadn’t even asked for them. They just appeared.



Luc led me over to a private chaise lounge set aside from the main area and set our drinks down on a table. The lounge was almost flat. It was about three feet wide and came up at a slight angle right about shoulder height. He leaned back into a deep recline and looked up. I lay down next to him and put my head on his chest. We looked up at the crowd above us. Tiny thongs, boy shorts, and one pair of granny panties were all present. I spotted at least twelve girls without panties in really short skirts grinding away on guys. We saw everything you could imagine: fully shaved, landing strips, Brazilian, tattoos. A few of them were even getting fingered!



We lay there and sipped our drinks for a few minutes. No one needed to say anything. The voyeuristic delight that was happening ten feet above our heads never seemed to get dull, never seemed to slow down, and never ceased presenting a shock! Damn, a girl was getting fucked right there! I knew instantly both of us were focused on her. The very well-endowed guy was just going to town in and out of her glistening box. The lights gave it a surreal glow. The people around them may have noticed but didn’t let on. Mmm, my attention switched to Luc. I could intimately feel Luc’s arms wrapped around me. We were laying down holding each other as closely as two people possibly could.



Ah, my pussy was absolutely dripping! And Luc had barely touched me. He hadn’t fondled my breasts—like I wanted him too. He hadn’t stroked my pussy—like I wanted him to. We hadn’t even kissed for a few minutes. Then, I figured it out. He knew he didn’t have to. He was letting the taboo of watching this debauched scene get me wound up tighter than a spring. It was working!



I couldn’t take it anymore. I stood straight up on the love seat and straddled his legs. From this vantage point, he couldn’t see anything untoward. Then I started slowly taking steps forward, so that my feet were getting higher up his body. When I got to just above his hips I crouched down so that my cunt was hovering right over his package. I didn’t dare get low enough to touch him. If he wasn’t going to physically tease me, I wasn’t going to tease him. Two could play at this game!



“So you like looking?”



“I enjoy beautiful scenes, yes.”



“Well, why don’t you give me your opinion of this scene?”



I stood up and inched farther up his body. Finally, my feet were straddling his head. I stayed in that position for a second then started swaying to the very sexy music playing in the background. He had a perfect view right up my dress to my drenched, thong-covered pussy. Next, I crouched down again and stuck it right in his face. I wanted him to get the full musk of a woman. The kind of intimate detail you couldn’t get with the glass separation. Then I stood right back up and moved back down his body. I stuck my high heel right on his throat, pressed down ever so slightly, and asked, “So Van Gough, how do I measure up?”



“You’re the most beautiful girl in this place. I noticed you the second you walked through the crowd. When I saw you standing next to the booth, I knew fate had sent me something amazingly special for the night.”



“Good answer.”



I took my heel off his throat, and I slowly hiked my dress up around my hips. Then I slipped my thumbs on either side of my thong’s elastic sides and slowly started inching it down. One side, then the other—alternating with the rhythm of the music until I could feel the cool air waft over my bare pussy. Once my thong got to my knees I let them fall. My legs were just close enough together so that I could step out of them. I felt like the most powerful woman in the world. I was standing there baring my naked lower half to a beautiful man that I had just met. His eyes could have been feasting on a hundred women just above his head, but he didn’t break eye contact with me.



“What do you want now?”



“I want you to take three small steps forward. Then I want you to lower yourself down again. Then I want you to experience immense physical pleasure.”



This boy knew what momma wanted. I took my three small steps forward, crouched down, and covered his face in my broiling cunt. Immediately, his tongue started whipping around, stimulating every fold of sensitive skin I possessed. He worked around the outside and then moved towards the center. He took a deep, long lick right between my folds moving from the bottom up. He finished at the top of my pussy and found my engorged clit. He flicked it for a few agonizingly pleasurable moments. Then he delicately bit it! That was new. But it was just enough of a pinch to send me flying. I pushed down harder on his face without even thinking about it. I didn’t care if I smothered the guy. I wanted to monopolize and control him. If he needed air, he could tap out. Until that point, I was going to enjoy what he had to offer.



I arched my back and stared up to the ceiling. The couple fucking were right above me. Ah, I knew she wasn’t enjoying that as much as I was enjoying this. I reached back and untied my dress straps behind my neck. I let the straps fall and my covered tits sprang out. Stickies aren’t the sexiest thing in the world, so I peeled them off and threw them to the side. Now my dress was bunched around my belly.



I don’t know how he could have seen me unfurl the top of my dress, but his hands moved up and began massaging my tits. I put my hands on top of his and worked them harder into my boobs. His fingers tickled around my nipples.



As I looked down from the ceiling and back to Luc, I noticed our waiter standing in the dark a few feet away. I wouldn’t say he was staring, but he was certainly watching us. I focused right on him and grinding my hips into Luc’s mouth. The rocking got hard enough that Luc had to put his hands down. I replaced his hands with my own on my tits and furiously rubbed them. I didn’t break eye contact with the guy standing about ten feet away. I had watched the crowd above me earlier. Now this guy was going to watch me!



“You like watching?”



No response.



“Huh. A professional, eh? I need to get fucked up, get me another cocktail!” I demanded as I continued to writhe on Luc’s face.



Without the slightest facial expression, he moved away. Moments later—faster than I could believe—a tray with an ice cold cocktail was right next to my hand. Also, right next to the cocktail was a small saucer with a little pill on it. I looked at it questioningly for a moment. “Pure MDMA ma’am,” was the waiter’s response. I had never taken any kinds of drugs before. Hmm, that presented a new intriguing element for the evening. Was I that bold? Was I kidding, of course I was. As turned on as I was in that moment, I knew I would have done anything to increase my level of pleasure. Balls to the wall, right?



All this service—while getting professionally eaten out by a handsome stranger—I could get used to this! I popped the pill in my mouth and took the drink in one gulp. That surge of cold must have tripped something over the edge for me. The muscles in my inner thighs and around my cunt started twitching. If his dick had been inside me, I’m sure the feeling it would have bestowed would have been legendary. I was falling over a precipice, and that precipice was a huge orgasm.



“AHHHH!!!!” I screamed. I noticed some others were now around us enjoying the show. I didn’t worry about them for a second. I let their longing eyes enhance my own pleasure.



I crouched there motionless for a moment, then slowly backed off Luc’s face. When I saw it, his face was absolutely covered in my juices and cum. He had a huge smile on his face. I straddled him fully naked. I looked down and realized that he hadn’t removed a stitch of clothing. I felt a little bad and wanted to reciprocate.



“I think it’s about time I repaid the favor,” I offered.



“Actually, my set break is almost over. I have to get back to the booth.”



Disappointment tumbled through my brain. I wanted to feel his cock. I hadn’t even rubbed it through his pants. God, what a tease I was. Taking everything for myself and then not paying any of it back.



I stood up beside the lounge and let him get up. The waiter appeared with a warm, damp towel, and Luc wiped his face clean; he even gave me a cool glass of water. So refreshing! Luc stood all the way up and took me in his arms. He gave me a long, deep kiss. My dress was still bunched around my waist. His hands moved all around my body. I finally used my hands to knead over his dick. He was so hard! And his dick felt so wonderfully perfect in my hand, even though there was a thin piece of cotton between us. A perfect size. It was big, but not one of those freak things. Perfect.



Luc turned around still holding my hand and led me to the door. As we approached the door a well-dressed couple in the their mid-30s came up to us. “Luc, good to see you down here for a change. And with such fine company.” Luc nodded and looked longingly in my eyes. I felt both the couple’s eyes scanning up and down my naked body. I did nothing to cover myself. I figured that I had just put everything on display so there was nothing they hadn’t already seen. Not to mention the hundreds of up-skirt views you could get just by tilting your head up.



The man’s lady companion piped in, “Those are beautiful shoes. Are those.?.”



“…Christian Louboutin. I picked them up at his Paris boutique last spring,” I calmly and confidently added.



“They’re fabulous, and they make your gorgeous legs look even lovelier. Honey, I think I know your next gift for me.”



“I’m sorry I got you in trouble,” I directed at the man.



“That’s quite alright Jamie, she’s worth it. Plus, I’ll insist she wear them exactly as you are now.”



They walked away and Luc and I continued toward the door. At this point, I figured I had to fix my dress. This room seemed like it was fairly private, so I didn’t want to cause too much fuss as I walked out. I pulled the skirt down and retied the straps around my neck. I thought for a moment about the bra and thong I’d left behind. Fuck ‘em. I wanted to be easy access for Luc. As we got to the door leading back to the staircase, Luc turned kissed me again. “This night isn’t over yet.”



***************



MEANWHILE:



Claire stormed away from the club’s entrance mad as fire. The bouncer flatly turned her down when she got to the front door. Even though she had her ID and cover charge, he gave her one up and down and told her to move along somewhere else. “The gall,” she thought. After several attempts to convince him that she her friend was inside, he told her he didn’t care. He’d get fired if he let me in dressed like that. “No jeans,” was the rule he kept repeating.



Claire took out her cell phone and tried to call Jamie on the inside. “She won’t get that,” the bouncer informed her. “Cell phones for some reason don’t work inside. I’ve never seen one that gets a single bar of service in there.”



“Then let me in real quick so I can let her know I’m out here.”



“No can do. Would you please step aside?”



Claire clicked “Send” on her phone and tried Jamie just in case. Straight to voicemail. “Hey Jamie, it’s Claire. You just got in the club and they denied me—assholes—could you come outside if you get this? The bouncer said you may not have signal. I’m going to wait another ten minutes or so. If I’m gone, can you just get a cab home? Or call me, I’ll pick you up.”



Claire stood by the entrance for about fifteen minutes. After that amount of time, she figured that Jamie didn’t see Claire get turned away and had gone to go get the drinks. With how long the line was out here, Claire figured Jamie might have to wait a while to get drinks. It could be ages before Jamie figured out what was going on.



Resigned to that fact, Claire told the bouncer that she was leaving. “If some girl comes out and asks for Claire, tell her I went home.”



“Ok.”



Claire abruptly turned and walked away. She had never been so embarrassed in her life. There was a long line of people who saw the whole confrontation who couldn’t control their snickers. Claire got to her car, opened the door, and slammed it shut. “Ah! Why can’t anything on this trip go right?”



Claire sped home on the verge of tears. She kept checking her phone to see if Jamie had checked in. Nothing.



Claire rolled up the condo and was looking forward to just going to sleep. This day needed to end for her. Tomorrow, they could go to the beach and then they’d have their girls’ night out on the town. She wouldn’t get turned down then!



*****



Claire swung open the door and immediately knew something was amiss. The closet next the bathroom was open and a lot of its contents were spilled out on the floor in front of it. The kitchen table was covered in empty beer cans and a frozen pizza box. “Some dinner,” Claire thought.



As Claire got farther inside the condo, she began hearing the moans and cries that could only mean sex. “Damn, I wonder which one of them got loose and is hooking up with her guy?” Claire peeked in the bedroom and was completely astonished at the sight inside.



The whole bedroom was in disarray. All of the sheets had been stripped from the bed and cast off onto the floor. All the lights were on, but one of the lamps had fallen off the bedside table. There was a plastic tarp covering the bed. And there, right on top of the bed, both Emily and Rachel were fucking their guys. Both of them!



That wasn’t all. All four of them were butt as naked and covered in some kind of oil. They were all writhing in it and smothering it on each other’s tits, dicks, and wherever else it would go. Claire saw one of the guys turn over the last of a bottle of olive oil on Emily’s chest. She was riding his cock and furiously rubbing her tits. She let it run off onto the guy’s chest and rubbed it on him. The oil was everywhere. The tarp was keeping it off the mattress, but it had otherwise splashed on the walls and dripped onto the floor. It was surreal.



And they were screaming. Everyone was calling each other sluts and telling them to give it to them harder and faster. After watching for about thirty seconds, Claire saw the girls switch partners. “Oh my god, they’re all crazy,” Claire thought as she stood in utter disbelief. Before tonight, she had just seen Jamie that one time act like a complete slut. Now this. It was a Roman-style orgy. There were no boundaries, no partners, and no semblance of decency.



Claire’s tears welled up and she started sobbing. The events of tonight and the previous days just overwhelmed her. “How could they do this?” She moved over to the pull out sofa, lay down, and continued bawling. She curled up in a little ball, and tried to put her hands over her ears, but she couldn’t push tight enough to keep the noises from reaching her mind.

“Ahhhh, rub my clit!”



“Yea Emily, eat her box.”



“Rachel, get her in a 69!”



“Fuck me harder!”



After an hour, Claire couldn’t even differentiate who was saying what. It didn’t matter, they were all equally guilty of some monstrous act. Why would these girls do this? They had never acted this way before. Or had they? Did Claire know any of her friends? She had to get out of here. But where would she go at this time of night?



As she chewed on that thought, Emily and one of the guys came out to the living room, dripping oil. Emily’s blank eyes looked up and saw Claire, but there was no recognition. She was frenzied and focusing on the boy—still rubbing her hands up and down his skin.



“Excuse us,” the boy said as he grabbed something on the table that was right in front of Claire. It was a plastic baggy. He toweled off his dick so it was relatively clean from the oil. Then he took a spoon and scooped out some white powder and put it right along the length of his dick.



Emily got down on both her knees in front of him and proceeded to snort the whole line of coke off the guys throbbing hard on. Emily never broke eye contact with Claire.



“Rachel,” the guy yelled, “come get yours before we run out.”



Rachel scampered out of the bedroom shimmering in the glow of her oil-covered skin.



“Oh shit, Claire.” Then Rachel started giggling. “You weren’t s-s-supposed to be home yet. We’re fucked up. You want to join us?” Rachel had the same blank eyes as Emily. God knows how drunk and high they were.



Then Rachel got down on her knees and took a line off the guy’s dick. “Their blow is so amazing. You won’t ever want to stop fucking!” She finished it off by taking the whole length of his cock in her mouth to clean it off.



“No, I think I’ll pass,” was all Claire could muster.



“Suit yourself.”



The strange guy grabbed both Emily and Rachel’s asses and led them back to the bedroom. A few seconds later the moaning and cries resumed.



Claire laid down and prayed for sleep to come. She was too stunned to move.



***************



BACK AT THE CLUB:



Luc and I climbed back up to his DJ roost that hovered above the crowd. This view was so diametrically opposite from the one we’d just had. Whereas a few seconds ago we were looking up at all these people, now we were looking down on them from above. It was such a cool perspective, because we could pick out some of the couples we had seen hooking up from below. It was fascinating. “Look, there’s the fucking couple.” Damn, you couldn’t even tell! Skills.



Luc flipped his controls and laptop back to life and eased himself back to controlling the music. The crowd didn’t even notice. Then Luc got on the PA, and with the assistance of a voice distorter asked the crowd, “Everyone ready to get wwwiiilllddd?!!”



There was a huge surge in the music and the crowd at that moment. Everyone, including Luc, was bouncing up and down. The lights had shifted so that the DJ booth was illuminated and everyone below could see what was going on up here. I started dancing. I had to. I couldn’t be the one person not rocking out.



“Let me introduce to you our lovely club dancers, The Nymphomitons!”



On cue, four scantily clad girls walked out on gangplanks that were on either side of the dance floor. Each had a spotlight attached to them as they moved. They were all gorgeous. They had mini bikini tops on with booty shorts that could hardly be classified as shorts. They were shaking everything they had, and they looked awesome.



Ah. I was getting heated all over up again. I had an amazing euphoric feeling washing completely over me. I was sweating a little more than I normally did. Then I realized the pill I had taken earlier. This must be what happens. I just had an irresistible urge to dance, and touch, and BE touched! I got behind Luc as he was controlling the music and started grinding behind him the way guys normally do to me. I had my hands all over his chest, cock, and ass. I was trying to be careful to not bump into his hands so he had an unobstructed path to the music controls. A couple of times, though, I bumped him. He was being great about it, so I decided to let his arms be. How did I do that? I got down on my knees in front of him.



With an incredible urgency I zipped his fly down. I don’t know if he could have protested, because his hands were spinning those simulated records, clicking his mouse, and changing mix levels. Without any protest, I reached into his pants, over his boxers, and unfurled his cock to the sultry club air. Ah, finally! I let it sit there a moment—breathing like a fine wine—before I started going up and down against its hard cock with my fingertips. Then I switched to the my palms, working him up and down. The excruciatingly sensual excitement was electric. I registered every never cell that fired telling my brain something wonderful was happening to my body. I put my face even closer and lightly brushed his cock against the soft cheeks of my face. I knew he was getting turned on, because I felt the moisture of his precum oozing onto my face. Heaven.



I couldn’t take it anymore. I opened my mouth and took his entire cock in my mouth. I had to really open up to get him all in, but even the feeling of my lips straining to get around him was emitting an intensely gratifying feeling. I made sure his entire shaft was slicked up by my mouth and started mixing up my technique: Sucking up and down with mouth; a little hand play; the ever popular balls in the mouth. I did it all. I went at it for a song or two and realized that he was getting close. I wanted the taste of his warm cum in my mouth. It would give me another one of my senses the chance to overload my brain with delight.



Then Luc backed away. “Babe, you’re amazing,” he said as he longingly looked down at me with his cock still springing out of his pants. “You want to try something else? I saw you shaking that thang back here. You want to dance for the crowd?”



Uh, he wanted to put me on display. That was so hot. All the alcohol, along with that little pill, had me feeling that I had to keep the stimuli flowing through my body. I stood up and nodded my head for him to lead me forward—into what I have no idea.



Luc had on a headset and screamed, “People! We’re having a tryout for a new dancer! Give her some noise!” All the other girls moved down the planks and came right for me. I was in the front and center of the whole club. People were looking up at me; I could tell. I couldn’t really see them, because the spotlights and alternate lighting were practically blinding me.



Luc had apparently gone back to the DJ board, because a new, very powerful beat pumped through the speakers. It was a very intense piece of house techno. The shockwaves of the woofer were coursing through my body, and I started to dance in its wake. By then, the other four dancers were on either side of me. They were allowing me to control the pace and gyration of the dance, but they complemented it really well. These girls knew how to shake it. Then I turned to one side, presented my ass to one of the girls and my front to the other. The girl behind me grabbed me and started grinding up and down my ass the way a guy does, but it was with the tenderness of a woman. The girl in front of me somehow interlocked our legs and we were gyrating in an extremely erotic groove.



There were hands flying everywhere, but gracefully. I thought I was doing a pretty damn good job of holding my own against these girls who did this for a living! Then I saw a lot of the back and side lights turn down and the spotlight max out its brightness. Just then, the girl in front of my locked onto my lips and wrapped her arms around me. The dancer behind me started feverishly continued to thrust forward as if she was fucking me. Ah, it was so sexy. I’d made out with a few girls a few times just for a laugh, but this girl was serious. She was making out with me like she wanted to fuck. And I was too!



The crowd was going absolutely nuts. Of course, some of them were concentrated on their own groove, but the vast majority of people had their eyes glued to the scene happening above them. I spread my legs a little further open to let the girl in front of me get her leg further inside. When I did that, there was a loud, male cry of approval. Fuck! I bet they can see right up my short skirt. I am twenty feet above them. They’d have the perfect view.



Uh, I didn’t care, I spread my legs wider. Let them have it. I had seen all them from below. Quid pro quo, bitches.



“I think she’s ready guys,” one of the dancers signaled to the others. Without any request or permission, the two girls I had been really close to spun me to face the crowd. They had their hands working all over my body. On my skin, above my dress, and even snaking underneath every now and then. I felt a loosening of my dress from my neck and chest. They were untying my dress strap! Let them. I wanted it. If they could put more skin of their skin on my skin, then I’m all the better for it.



I realized that all the lights and movement had really heated me up. I wouldn’t say that I was dripping sweat, but I would admit that I was glistening with moisture. Everything about me wanted to be displayed, and everything wanted to be exposed.



“Ladies and Gentlemen,” I had heard Luc behind me blast in his voice distorted chant, “we give you HOUSE!!!”



At that instant the girls ripped my dress in half along its vertical center starting at the V neckline. I was completely exposed, utterly naked to the crowd. The only thing I had on were my high, high heels, and I thought that just made it even sexier. The lights bathed me in white hot, unobstructed glory for a few seconds, just long enough to let it register with the crowd. Everyone: girls, guys, and even the rafters seemed to explode. It was like I’d been reborn in front of everyone, and here I was as naked as I was my first birth.



Just as I started to work my hands down the front of my sweaty body, Luc quickly ramped up the music to the hardest house beat I’d ever heard. The lights on us went down and the club went absolutely dark. Every now and then there would be a pulsing light in one corner with the beat, but other than that there was pitch dark. I could only imagine what was happening beneath me. If there had been any people scared to act out on their desires before, they certainly wouldn’t have that trepidation now. I heard moans and cries of ecstasy. And I was jealous!



The other dancers had quickly moved off the planking to go wherever those girls go when they’re not dancing. I stood there on the walkway for a moment unsure of what I wanted to do. Part of me really wanted to go down in the crowd. The thought of hundreds of people brushing against my naked body—and all the perverted license people would take with me—sounded delicious! On the other hand, I really wanted to go back to Luc. He was so sexy. He was so right when he said he was in control of all these people. He had used me to whip them up into a frenzy, and that made him so appealing to me.



I meandered back behind the booth. I had no idea where my dress was. I didn’t care. The whole place had seen the goods by now, what should I be ashamed of?



“You were amazing out there!” Luc said as he wrapped his arms around me.



“Thanks, that wasn’t what I expected, but it was so hot!”



“I’m glad you’re not upset.” Then he got very close to my ear and whispered, “It is such a turn on to find a strong, beautiful woman who will announce to the world that she’s not ashamed to indulge in a little physical pleasure.”



I wrapped myself even tighter around him and kissed him furiously. “This train isn’t stopping now,” I thought. I eased my fingers around the bottom of his shirt and started pulling up. He helped me by sticking his arms straight up in the air. In one flourish his shirt was off and my hands were massaging his chest.



Next, I worked his belt off in one quick pulling motion. I stood there with if for a second and tried to crack it like a bull whip. I didn’t get the snap I dreamed of, but it served its purpose. I tossed the belt aside and unbuttoned the slacks. I didn’t have to unzip him; I’d already done that. So I pulled down his pants and boxers at the same time. He had apparently planned ahead and slipped off his shoes. We were both completely naked now, holding each other as tightly as we could.



His fully engorged cock was flipped up and slithering against my stomach. It felt so good there. I knew that’s what I wanted at that moment.



“Give me some of this dick,” I begged him.



Without a word, he started pushing me backward to the back of the booth. I supposed he was going to pin me against the wall. It was a little hard to stutter step backwards in these heels, but I managed to scoot back with him and maintain a passionate kiss. Then my knees hit something solid—like a block—and it forced me to sit down on it. But this block was pulsating! The vibrations were so strong, rhythmic, and consistent.



“It’s the woofer. It provides all of the bass for the club. It’s pointed down, so it’s not as powerful right here,” Luc explained.



Oh my god. The thing was so strong; it had my pussy tingling in seconds. There’s the old wives’ trick of fucking on the dryer to get that vibration, but this was industrial strength!



“Holy shit Luc, give it to me!”



There had been so much start-and-stop foreplay to this point that he didn’t hesitate. He just drove his cock right into me. I could tell that he didn’t have it in him to try and tease me anymore. I had given him one hell of a blowjob earlier. But it hadn’t been me that left him hanging, it was his request to go back to DJing that cut that off.



I wrapped my legs around his waist and interlocked my ankles to get my grip. He drove harder and harder into me. It was earth shattering. Each thrust was perfectly timed with the beat, but it wasn’t on the beat. He lunged forward on the intense techno’s downbeat. So as he pulled out the bass would fire. It created a situation where every second there was some kind of rippling sensation moving through me. It was a constant, ongoing assault of pleasure. Let this never end!



The pummeling continued for a song or two. He never let up. He changed his technique as his preprogrammed music changed. And he anticipated all of it. He was conducting the music for everyone else and conducting this fuck for me. It was truly watching a maestro at work.



“Ah, pinch my nipples!” I screamed.



“Fuck me!”



“Harder!”



I kept pleading with him to continue, and he did. He wasn’t a talkative lover, and that was fine by me. He didn’t ever have to say another word to me if he kept up this barrage of pounding. I felt the tingling pressure build up in my body. I knew that I was going to cum soon. And he just kept going, like a metronome. Ah!



“I’m gonna cum, please don’t stop.”



Finally, I let out a high pitch squeal—the kind that an opera singer makes at the height of the crescendo and breaks a wine glass next to her. The muscles in my pussy were contracting and loosening. It was like my body was shutting down, because it didn’t know how to handle what was going on. It was glorious.



Luc just kept pounding. I thought my orgasm would ebb, but somehow he sustained it. After about forty-five seconds, I was getting light headed. Could someone go into shock from pleasure? I knew it happened with pain, in accident victims. Right when I thought I was about to lose it, Luc drove one last lunge right to the core of my cunt. I knew he was cumming. I could feel the twitching, and I could feel the bubbling moisture coming around his cock and down my legs.



He tried to get up, but I kept my legs wrapped around him. I gave him the most passionate kiss I’d ever given anyone. I wanted it to serve as a thank you he’d never forget. Finally, he worked his way out of me, turned around, and made some changes to the music.



For a moment I just sat there with my legs spread open wide. I hadn’t moved. I didn’t think my muscles would respond if I asked them to. I was so exhausted that I turned over and laid my chest down on the woofer. The vibrations started to give my nipples a little loving, and it was a nice feeling. My head was hanging over one side of the speaker, and my legs were over the other. It was so comfortable.



*****



After a few songs though, I had regained most of my strength. I couldn’t just lay here for the rest of the night. But I didn’t want to move. The vibrations were started to really get my nipples excited. And the corner of the woofer was wedged right in my pussy. It was like I was straddling a two-ton vibrator. Out of some depths, I knew that my night wasn’t over.



As I looked around, I saw our waiter come and ask if there was anything he could get for me. This guy was no waiter; he was some kind of personal manservant. No minimum wage bonehead cared this much about the job.



“You know, I think I will need something.”



I reached my hand up and grabbed him by the belt. I unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock.



“Interested in a tip?” Then I took his whole cock in my mouth. I don’t know why I did it. I just wanted to. Somehow, I knew Luc wouldn’t mind at all. He had shared me for the pleasure of others all night. Wasn’t I just continuing that?



I remained plastered against the speaker while I worked his dick up and down with my tongue and lips. He didn’t even have to touch me to get me turned on. The speaker was doing that.



From behind, I felt another cock poking around down near my pussy. I popped the waiter’s cock out of my mouth and turned around. It was Luc. He was standing there hard as a rock sliding his dick against the folds of my lips. Mmm, that felt nice, but I didn’t want to move my legs. My clit was perfectly pinned against the corner of the speaker, and it was perfectly placed to send continuous shocks right through me. I didn’t want to lift myself up to let him enter from behind. Oh well, I guess that leaves us only one option.



“I don’t want to move my clit off this thing, just fuck my ass!”



“What?” Luc said.



“Fuck. My. Ass.”



As I said it, Luc had held out his radio headset. I have no idea why. I didn’t think about it for long, because I turned back to finish what I’d started with the waiter. I gobbled him down for a few seconds, and then I heard it over the speakers.



It started as a new song, with a female voice singing in the background. Then, I heard my own voice. “Fuck. My. Ass.” It was perfectly mixed in the song. Ah, that rat! He’d recorded me demanding to get ass fucked and mixed it into the song. Sexy! He returned a moment later with some kind of lube and started working it around my little opening. He was very tender, and after a few finger pokes he had the opening stretched enough to begin working his cock in.



Wow, this was a first for me. I now was being tag teamed. Emily had been asking Ryan and Andy to do it to her, but I never thought I’d do it. One waiter’s cock in my mouth: check. One DJ’s cock in my ass: check. This was some fucking club!



As Luc started working his cock inch by inch into my ass, I really concentrated on the dick in my mouth. I knew after a while, the pleasure of the ass fucking would take over and I’d lose all focus. I had to get this guy off quickly. So I really started working his balls with my hands and his head with my tongue. I’d dive down hard on his cock and let it slam through the back of my throat. I gargle it for a few moments until I needed to get a breath, then back out. It didn’t take long. Soon enough, he pulled his cock out and started furiously jerking himself off. After seven seconds, I saw the first of six rounds of jizz coming hosing at my face. He actually got it mostly in my hair. That was a little disappointing, because I wanted it in my mouth. I wanted that salty taste. It’s the little things.

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