Fantasies Fulfilled

Short Story

Everyone has sexual fantasies; men and women alike. But few ever have
the chance to act on their fantasies. Oh, some may be lucky enough to
have one fulfilled, occasionally, but generally speaking, they will
remain just a fantasy.

My wife and I were married fairly young; she was eighteen and I was
twenty one, so our sexual experience was somewhat limited. We were
fortunate, however, in that neither of us was too “hung up” on taboos,
so we willingly experimented with each other and learned what each liked
and didn’t like, and over time, we settled into a comfortable sexual
routine. That, of course, can either be a good or bad thing. In our
particular situation, it never caused a problem because frankly, neither
of us ever found anyone more attractive and interesting than each
other. Still, we each had our fantasies, and from time to time, would
use them to enhance an evening’s sexual pleasures by simply talking
about them.

For example, my wife would set the bedroom up with candles and scents,
lead me blindfolded to the bed, and would begin to massage me with oils
until I was good and aroused, then as she slowly masturbated me, she
would describe, in exquisite detail, one of her sexual fantasies. The
visual image of her being pleasured by someone else was enough to bring
me to the peak and eventually explode in orgasm. Likewise, I would do
much the same with her by wining and romancing her; touching and feeling
her body; licking her secret places and finally, slowly fucking her
while describing one of my sexual fantasies. She would climax, often
more than once, as I described exactly what I would like to experience.

We had two terrific kids, a boy and a girl, who were just entering their
teens, and of course, they knew that mom and dad enjoyed sex. We made a
point of educating them about the facts of life, but did not involve
them in our sexual pleasures. From time to time, we would occasionally
get away for a romantic weekend to Las Vegas, Sedona or another location
where we could relax and fuck our brains out. Such a getaway was
planned for my 39th birthday, and my wife promised she was going to make
it memorable for me. We packed the kids off to Grandma’s and headed for
Sin City and the bright lights. We checked into our hotel, and I
started to make dinner reservations when my wife stopped me and, with a
smile, told me she had already taken care of it. Six o’clock rolled
around and we were dressed up for our night out.

We dressed casually, as everything in Vegas is now casual, and headed
down to the lobby. I was going to have our car brought around, but
again, my wife told me we had another ride, and at that moment, a
stretch limo pulled up and the driver came around and opened the door
and showed us in. My wife kissed me and said “Have a great night. Happy
Birthday, sweetheart” and with a smile, turned around and headed back
into the hotel. The driver had a grin on his face as he held the door,
and indicated I should climb in. I did so, and was greeted by two of the
cutest young Oriental females I had ever laid eyes on. I think they
were Japanese and they were twins! They couldn’t have been over twenty
years old; each was like a porcelain doll, with long black hair, perfect
skin and each was wearing one of those oriental style dresses with the
high collars and the slit up the side to the waist. I followed their
directions and settled into the seat between the two of them, and they
began to hand feed me bites of food and sips of Sake`, all while very
subtly touching me on the chest, thighs and arms in a very intimate way.

As we drove, one kneeled up on the seat beside me and leaned over and
kissed me, offering her tongue in the process, which I redily accepted.
We no more than broke that kiss than the other climbed up and repeated
the act, proving she was just as sweet and tasty as her sister. I’m not
certain how long we drove, but the car pulled up to a beautiful home
that was a ranch style from the 1950’s, but which was somewhat secluded
on a large property that was very nicely landscaped and hidden from its
neighbors by a high hedge completely around the property. I had
absolutely no idea where we were.

The door opened, and again, the chauffer stood aside as the lovely
ladies pulled me along and into the house, which was magnificently
furnished. We proceeded along a hallway and into a huge bedroom with an
ultra king-sized bed, and sitting area that also appeared to have a full
wet bar and just outside a set of sliding arcadia glass doors was a
lighted Jacuzzi with its own privacy wall. The girls began to undress
me, and before long, I was nude and standing there with a hard on,
living not one, but two of my fantasies. One, of course, had been to
make love to an Oriental woman (I don’t know why, but I just find them
to be extremely sexy), and the second was to be with two women at the
same time (probably every male’s fantasy). The ladies were out of their
dresses in a flash, and not surprisingly, were completely naked
underneath.

They led me outside and into the Jacuzzi tub, which was a perfect
temperature, and for the next hour, we kissed and felt and fingered and
touched and tasted to our heart’s content. Then we got out of the hot
tub and they carefully dried me off, even licking the moisture from my
cock, then led me into the bedroom. These girls were absolutely perfect;
high taut breasts with firm, delicate nipples; pubic hair that was
trimmed short, but still fully covering the vaginal area (which seems to
be the Oriental style, and opposed to the current style of shaving or
waxing most pubic hair away, which my wife does), but it still revealed
moist pink slits and small buttons of their clits. One of them lay down
and opened her legs for me, and I proceeded to go down on her and began
licking and tongue fucking her while her sister caressed her breasts. It
wasn’t long before she began to moan softly and her hips began to buck,
and I slipped my finger in her cunt and felt her contractions and
tasted her juices as she came against my lips. One of my favorite sexual
turn-ons is a woman’s orgasm. I love to watch them, and any porn video
I’ve ever watched without a legitimate female climax is a total waste,
in my opinion.

I rolled over on my back to rest, and they proceeded to bring me more
sake and another trey of snacks, including oysters on the half shell,
one of my favorites. My cock had been hard and seeping pre-cum all
evening, and from time to time, one of the girls would lick me clean,
and I would promptly harden again. After a break of about fifteen
minutes, the second (I think it was the other one, anyway) lay down on
the bed with her legs spread, and it was clear I was to please her as I
had her sister. I proceeded to lick her thighs and work my way up to her
pussy, which was soaking wet. I put her legs over my shoulders and
really went to work on her private area, including tonguing her anal
area, and it wasn’t long before she also began to buck and moan and
released a powerful orgasm which may have been even stronger than her
sister’s.

I rolled over on my back and began to catch my breath, and the other
girl began to gently wipe my face and mouth with a warm cloth, then
leaned over and began to kiss me again, with her tongue playing in my
mouth and her nails stroking my chest and nipples. At the same time, I
felt lips and tongue caressing my cock and licking my balls as my cock
began to throb. I didn’t want to come by hand or with a blow job
tonight. I wanted to fuck each of these sweet pussies and I hoped they
were as tight and responsive as my fantasy led me to believe. I pulled
the girl who was kissing me to the side and rolled over on top of her
and she raised her knees as she spread her legs and gave me full and
immediate access to that young pussy. She may have been fucked many
times, but as I entered that gorgeous cunt, it was tight and throbbing,
just as in my fantasy. I began to stroke, long and steady and deep as I
could reach, and her sister knelt beside me, tonguing my ear and
caressing me balls and anus. It took very little time before I exploded
into her pussy and she squeezed every drop from my cock before I rolled
off. The other girl was there almost immediately with a warm washcloth
to clean me up while her sister went into the bathroom and douched my
cum from her insides.

In a few short minutes, we were back in the hot tub, relaxing and they
were feeding me again and I was sipping sake once more and they were
kissing me and letting me feel their bodies and touch them in any way I
wanted. We played and teased for about an hour and I was finally aroused
once more, and we moved to the bed. It was the second girl’s turn and
she lay down and spread herself for me. I smiled, leaned over and kissed
her, but then rolled her onto her stomach and lifted her hips and moved
behind her to take her doggy style. She understood immediately, and
opened herself for me and I entered her without difficulty. I love
fucking doggy style; it gives me access to a deep penetration and I can
watch her little sphincter twitch as I thrust in and out, and of course,
I can fondle her ass and tits as I pump her. The sister was helping by
fondling my balls and gently scratching her nails over my sack and over
my anus as I pumped. I held her hips tight and soon felt my jism rise
again, and thrust as deeply as I could to empty myself completely. I
collapsed on the bed and this time, I was really spent. Once more, I
felt gentle hands and a warm cloth cleaning my groin and I closed my
eyes and dozed off.

When I awoke, the ladies were dressed and sitting on the bed beside me.
They each kissed me, then helped me get dressed and led me out to the
limo that was parked out front. I climbed in and they got in beside me.
We kissed and laughed all the way back to my hotel, and I’m still not
certain where that house was. My wife was waiting up for me, though it
was well after midnight, and she asked me how my “present” was. I smiled
and kissed her and told her I loved her, which I did…very much.

That was three years ago, and now, it’s my wife’s 39th birthday. As you
might imagine, I have schemed and researched the possibilities ever
since she treated me, and I wanted to make certain she got as good as
she gave, if not more so. I located a service, on line, that promised to
fulfill fantasies, etc. and took a trip (alone) one weekend to check
them out. I was finally satisfied they could provide what I wanted and
made the arrangements. One of the curious things to me about my special
night out was that I never saw the bill or the cost. Somehow, my wife
had paid for it and left no trail. I had been doing the same thing for
the past three years. I had a “secret” stash that I had been funding,
sort of like a Christmas Club, and she would never see the cost. I was
shown a portfolio of male companions and picked two that I was certain
my wife would enjoy, based upon the types of men she seemed to be
attracted to (other than me, of course).

Once again we made reservations in Las Vegas, and if she suspected
anything other than a nice night out with me, she never let on. On her
birthday, we got dressed to go out, and she had dressed sexy as hell,
fully intending to seduce me and get laid for her birthday, I’m sure. We
went to the valet area, and just as before, instead of our car pulling
up, a limo pulled in and the driver came around and opened the door. My
wife looked at me with a smile, but I just grinned, kissed her and
wished her a happy birthday. She climbed in and the limo pulled away.

I proceeded to get our car and drove to a nearby building where the
fantasy firm was headquartered, and quickly went inside. They had a
private screening room set up for me; one of the “extras” they provided
was live video coverage of the evening including a DVD for later
enjoyment. They “guaranteed” that no other copies would be made and that
the original recording would be deleted, once I was satisfied with the
result.

I got there just as the limo was arriving at its destination, and the
feed from inside the limo showed my wife kissing one man and the other
stroking her knee and thigh while kissing her shoulder. They broke and
she was giggling and laughing, obviously enjoying herself. I saw the one
who had kissed her brush his hand over her breast, very casually, and I
knew she was loving this, because her fantasy was to be seduced by two
men (just as I had wanted two women), but not to be mauled by them, but
rather to be touched and gently fondled and played with and slowly be
made love to, over and over. My wife is multi orgasmic, and as long as
she doesn’t get too sore, she can cum repeatedly all night long. The two
men were both in their twenties and were tall and athletic. I am 6’1”
and 200 pounds, but each of the boy toys I had selected for my wife was
taller and slightly leaner than I was.

After they exited the car, a few minutes passed and then the scene
shifted to a bedroom view, and four different screens showed various
views of the room and the bed, which was also greatly oversized (where
do they get these beds?). One view was from directly overhead, and I
could tell from the various views that nothing would be left to the
imagination. The three of them came into the room, and all were laughing
and seemed relaxed. One man came up behind her and put his arms around
her and began kissing and nuzzling her neck and I saw him begin to
unbutton her blouse, fondling her breasts as he did so, while the other
moved to the bar and poured her a flute of Champaign which he brought
over to her, just as her blouse was completely off, revealing a very
sexy half cup bra.

She took the Champaign and sipped it, while her skirt was undone and
dropped to the floor. She was wearing bikini panties, but it wasn’t long
before the panties and bra were gone, and each of the men undressed, as
well. Both were very well built and were hung like horses, and for a
moment, I felt a pang of jealousy and even fear that my wife might be
disappointed when she returned home. Then I laughed to myself, and
realized that they were no threat to me. I watched as one man took her
in his arms and kissed her and lifted her up so she could wrap her naked
legs around his body, his stiffened cock thrust between her legs and
showing between her buttocks as though she were riding on it. He lay her
down on the bed, and still kissing her, began to fondle her breasts and
stomach while his companion knelt between her legs and began to lick
her, starting at her ankles and slowly working his way up the insides of
her legs, alternating from one to the other as he moved higher. My wife
had her legs spread wide open and I could see her vaginal opening and
she was wet and her juices were dripping down her buttocks. The camera
zoomed in and I could see her pussy lips pulsating from the stimulation
she was receiving at both ends.

When the man between her legs reached her pussy, and his tongue snaked
out to gently stroke her clit, his partner seemed to know exactly where
he was and moved his lips down to my wife’s breasts and began to kiss
and suckle them. In less than thirty seconds, I saw her hips jump and
her stomach muscles contract, and she had her first climax of the
evening. They kept her going for about a half dozen contractions, and
then eased up slowly letting her relax. The man between her legs got up
and moved to the bar and I knew he was preparing some crackers and
caviar and another glass of Champaign, since that is what I arranged,
but then I saw the other man kneel up on the bed and lift my wife’s head
to his crotch, and watched as she took his huge cock in her mouth and
began to slide her lips up and down on it, as far as it would go down
her throat. My cock was throbbing, just watching this, and I wanted to
charge in there and take over, but I knew this was about her pleasure
and not my own.

As soon as the caviar and Champaign arrived, she disengaged herself from
the one cock and they hand fed her a bite of caviar and a sip of
Champaign, until she had finished one flute of the Champaign. Then the
second man approached her from the side and held his cock out for her
and she leaned over and took it down her throat while his companion
removed the glasses and dishes. Neither man had cum in her mouth, nor
had I really expected them to, but I knew my wife well enough to know
that she really liked sucking cock and it really turned her on. They
both laid her back on the bed, and spread her legs and one of them
mounted her and slid his cock into her waiting pussy. He lifted her legs
up and over his shoulders and thrust deeply, and I saw the slack look
of pleasure come over my wife’s face as he penetrated her depths. He
pumped in and out, slowly and steadily, and then his companion moved up
beside her face and turned her head so he could put his cock into her
mouth as his companion fucked her. This was too much for her and I saw
her body begin to quiver and her hips bucked as she began to climax once
again. The absolute pleasure that reflected on her face as she climaxed
this second time was enough to cause me cum in my pants, just from
watching. Once again, both men kept her climax going for a half minute
or more, before gently letting her come down. They obviously had
excellent self control and knew exactly what they were doing. I was
jealous, again.

They lay on each side of her and just stroked and kissed her, and all
three would laugh and she would giggle from time to time, but they kept
her turned on, up and down, over and over. After a while, one of them
got up and pulled my wife up to a sitting position, and then the other
rolled her over on her hands and knees and knelt behind her and took her
from behind, doggy style. I knew that she loved being fucked like this,
because I could get so much deeper and even touch her cervix with the
head of my cock. After seeing the size of her boy toy, there was no
doubt that he would be bruising her cervix something serious. As he
began to fuck her in this way, the other man moved to her head, and she
opened her mouth to receive his huge cock. I watched as both men began
to fuck in a rhythm at each end of my wife’s body. Even as huge as the
cocks were, she was taking almost all of one down her throat, and I
could see the other end was being slammed home completely, as well. The
one who was fucking her pussy was also fingering her anus, which I also
knew she liked, and it wasn’t long before she was in the throes of
another climax. I saw her face scrunch up and she released the cock in
her mouth and her whole body contracted as her orgasm hit and it was
powerful enough to force the cock out of her pussy, and she collapsed
onto the bed gasping for breath.

I wasn’t sure how much more she could take for one night, but I didn’t
think she was through, just yet, even though she was temporarily worn
out. All three rested for a bit, sipped more Champaign, and then began
again. This time, one of the men lay on the bed and she knelt between
his thighs and began to go down on him, and the other got behind her and
began to doggy fuck her again. I thought the men had switched positions
from the prior session, so a new cock was in each opening, though I’m
not sure she could tell the difference at this point. The one doggy
fucking her began to push his finger in her ass, and she was pushing
back against it; then, to my surprise, he pulled his cock from her pussy
and pushed it against her anus. I had never fucked my wife in the ass;
it was simply something that never appealed to me, and I wasn’t certain
how she would react. This had not been part of the “briefing” I had
given them.

Much to my surprise, she allowed him to continue to attempt penetration
of her asshole, and after a few thrusts, he succeeded, and slowly worked
his cock deeper and deeper with each thrust. My wife, meanwhile, was
going to town sucking and stroking the cock in front of her, and I could
see that this companion was beginning to react to the intense
treatment. His body stiffened and he announced he was cumming as he
reached out and held my wife’s face in place as his load shot down her
throat. A few globs of his cum leaked from the corners of her mouth, but
she managed to swallow most of his load.

Meanwhile, her butt fucker was speeding up his thrusts, and from the
look on his face was about to get his rocks off, as well. My wife was
also beginning to climax, yet again. This time from having her ass
fucked. My cock was raging hard, and I couldn’t wait to fuck my lovely
wife. She began to scream in ecstasy as her orgasm hit, and I saw the
man with his cock in her ass thrusting hard and deep and he was cumming
in her at the same time. I was exhausted just from watching this going
on. They had been at it for almost two hours and I wasn’t sure how much
longer it might last. They all collapsed on the bed, and I was wishing I
could join them. I saw them all get up and head out of the room, and
then the camera scene shifted and showed them in a huge bathroom. One
man turned on the shower and they were all laughing and talking until
the water had warmed, and then all three got in the shower and the two
men began washing my wife down from head to toe. I saw one of them lift a
douche bottle from a receptacle, and my wife began to douche herself
thoroughly. One of the men put his arms around her from behind and began
kissing her over her shoulder while his hands were playing with her
pussy and breasts. The second man knelt in front of her and began to
lick her clit and pussy, and for a moment, she tried to stop them. But
then she relaxed, and it wasn’t long before her body shuddered with
another orgasm. I heard her laugh and then say “Enough”. Apparently, she
was satiated for the evening. They dried her off, and returned to the
bedroom and helped her dress and an hour later she walked into our hotel
room.

She threw her arms around my neck and gave me a huge wet kiss, and
whispered she loved me. I told her I loved her too, and once again,
wished her a Happy Birthday. I figured she was done for the night, but
as we crawled into bed, she rolled over on top of me and straddled my
waist and slipped my cock into a soaking wet pussy that was a bit looser
than I remembered, and she began to ride me hard while she whispered in
my ear about the incredible sex she had just experienced. I climaxed in
no time at all, and her pussy just milked me dry, as she whispered
“thank you” over and over.

A few days later, I received the DVD of my wife’s birthday celebration,
and we have watched it several times together while we fuck ourselves
silly. This was but the first of several fantasies that we fulfilled for
each other. It has kept our marriage fresh, and after all, since these
are only fantasies, there is no need for jealousy at all. I love my
wife!            

My Game At the Game

Short Story

I wasn’t all that keen on going to the game with my husband Rob. Although he’s an ardent supporter of the local team, those sorts of sporting events really aren’t my thing
I’d seen the television coverage of some of these games; the cameramen, besides covering the action on the field, frequently picking out any sexy looking tarts in the largely male dominated crowd. I think that it was with that sort of thing in mind, that my husband wanted me to go with him. This idea was further borne out when he suggested that I wear a particular micro-mini skirt of mine, along with a little white, cotton top that is very revealing.

I really don’t know why I bought that ridiculously tiny skirt in the first place; to tease my husband with I suppose. It’s flared and made of the softest, thinnest cloth that flounces about with every movement and is terrible in any sort of breeze; I don’t know how many times I’ve had it blow up around my hips and shown off my panties.
Anyway, I’ve been quite embarrassed the few times that I’ve worn it in public.

Well, the Saturday came and at least it was a lovely, warm, sunny day. I don’t think that I’d have been too keen to go if it had been cold and rainy.
I dressed as my husband wanted, and to tell the truth, felt half naked and protested that I couldn’t wear such an outfit. Rob was so enthusiastic though, that in the end I went as he desired. (The things that we do to please men.)
The top that I had on is a little, thin, hugging, cotton one, that, because I wear no bra with it, shows off my small breasts and is almost obscene the way that my nipples bulge out. That, along with the tiny little flared skirt with just a pair of panties underneath, and sandals on my feet, made up my costume. You can see why I felt a bit embarrassed at appearing amongst the largely male crowd.

I was pleased when Rob said that we’d drive the car rather than take a train or bus; I’d be exposed enough as it was without going on public transport.

We drove to the ground, and parked the car nearby. As soon as we joined the crowds of people streaming towards the ground, I could see everyone having a good long look at me.
Men don’t know what it’s like to be always getting scrutinised the way women are when ever we wear anything a bit sexy. And of course there’s the difference between just looking, and openly staring the way that men do when we dress a little bit daring. They seem to think that because a woman is scantily clad, they have the right to blatantly stare.
Anyhow, that’s how it was as we walked towards the ground.
One rough group of men even called out, “Ooo baby, I can almost see it.”  Rob just laughed and said that I had plenty of admirers.

I was relieved when we finally got to our seats so that I could sit down out of the general gaze.
We were on an upper level, and just a couple of rows from the front. It was quite interesting watching all of the comings and goings and general activity prior to the game.
We didn’t have to wait long though, before play started, and after a short while I began to find it a bit tedious even though all of the fans around about were so enthralled.
Eventually I decided to go and get some coffee from one of the food stands that we’d passed on the way to our seats. I tugged at my husband’s sleeve to gain his attention to tell him where I was off to.

Luckily, we were just a couple of seats in from the end of the row, because it was embarrassing squeezing past the couple of men on the end. Once past them and out to the stairs that led up through all of the tiers of seating, I was daunted at having to make my way up all of those stairs in my little skirt. I knew that at every step, as I raised each knee, the hem of my skirt would lift and almost certainly show a glimpse of my panties. Sitting in the seats I had needed to keep my legs firmly together and to fold my hands in my lap, but I could hardly walk up the long flight of stairs holding my hands in front of my pussy.

I hesitated momentarily, but then, grasping the side of my skirt in one hand to try to keep it down, I began my ascent.
I tried not to look directly at all of the men in the stands on either side of me, instead keeping my gaze on the steps, but I could nevertheless tell that all eyes were fixed on me as I made my way.
I became more and more embarrassed, and by the time that I reached the top rows of the stand, I could feel my face glowing red with the shame of being so perved on by the hundreds of men.

Attaining the top of the rows of seating, I heaved a sigh of relief and made my way along the largely deserted galleries of the huge concrete structure of the stadium.
I immediately heard a footfall behind me of someone who must also have come from the stairway I had ascended. A guy came alongside of me and I heard him saying, in such a straightforward, matter of fact tone of voice, and with something of a chuckle, “that would have to be the shortest skirt I’ve ever seen.”
I turned and looked up to him in some shock at his so blatant comment about my dress. He was tallish, dark and swarthy, but with an open and smiling face, though not the sort of person who would ever attract me.

I was, as I said, somewhat shocked and didn’t know what, if anything, to say in reply. I did find myself replying though; “gosh, you don’t have to be so ……….. ,” but then my words tailed off as I was lost how to describe his boldness.
He simply laughed. “Aw c’mon, you can’t tell me you’re not here to show yourself off.”

I really didn’t like the look of this man, but I nevertheless felt sexual stirrings mingled with the extreme embarrassment that I felt.
“I could see your little pink panties all the way up those stairs,” the guy snickered.
I gave an audible little gasp at his words. “Do you have to be so rude,” I said, trying to make my voice sound disdainful.
“You’re the one who’s rude,” he laughed, then added, “lewd even.”
Goodness! I could feel my face glowing with shame.

It was no distance to the food and drink stand, and we’d now reached it. There were a small number of people standing at the counter waiting to be served, and I took up my position there with the guy also moving in close to my side.
I was there just a moment when I jumped in alarm and gave a shrill little squeal. The guy had placed his hand firmly on my bottom. The other customers looked around to see what the disturbance was.
I tried to move away from the guy but he simply took a step to come close again.
Again I felt his hand on my bottom, and I pushed him away. “Will you stop that,” I complained in a hushed voice, not wanting to attract more attention.
The woman behind the counter, having been attending to a man alongside, now turned to serve me. I ordered coffee, and as I was being served I felt the guys hand caressing my bottom. I moved slightly, but to no effect, but not wanting to make a scene I had no option but to do nothing further. The guy, leaning closer, had said to the woman, “make that two coffees please.”
As soon as the woman turned her back, I pushed the guy’s hand away. “Stop it,” I whispered again, frowning slightly.

The coffees were brought, and the guy paid for both. “Come and sit over here and we’ll drink them,” the guy said in his continuing friendly, undeterred tone of voice.
I considered for a moment, and then said “I suppose that I might as well, you’ll only follow me where ever I go.”
The guy made a couple of frivolous comments, then asked which team I followed.
“Oh neither,” I replied, “I just came with my husband.”
“Ah, I wondered who you would have come with. You’d hardly come by yourself dressed like that.” He then continued, “doesn’t your husband object to you showing yourself off for everyone to perv on?”
His words made me feel a tingle of excitement. “No, he likes me wearing this skirt,” I replied.
What he next asked made me gasp. “Do you fuck around with other guys?”

“Oh God, you’re so crude,” I gasped.  
He just laughed at my words and stood up. He slightly thrust his hips forward and said, “you’d like this wouldn’t you baby.”
He’d stood close before me, and I couldn’t help but see the outline of his large and hard cock bulging under the front of his pants as he thrust it forward.
Again I gave a little cry of surprise, and I couldn’t help but stare at the shape of his cock in his pants.

He was leaning towards me, taking my hand. “C’mon baby, it’s deserted up the end there.”
My heart was pounding as he gently pulled me to my feet.
He kept a hold of my hand and I found myself walking with him towards a deserted part of the understructure of the stands. My mind was in shock. “No, I can’t,” I said in a soft and meek voice. He took no notice.
Leading me into an alcove he took me behind one of the large steel pillars.
I was mesmerised as he quickly ran his zipper down and took his beautiful hard cock out. Taking my hand he put it on his cock and was then leaning forward kissing me on my mouth as I grasped the warm, hard, bare flesh of his hard, erect cock.

I felt his parted lips on mine. I felt his tongue pressing between my lips. I let my mouth open slightly and his tongue found mine and licked. I began to kiss back, also using my tongue. We were panting, now kissing with passionate lust. I felt his hand grope its way under my skirt and press against my pussy. Now his fingers were pushing under my pants and sliding into my suddenly wet and slippery vagina. I squeezed his gorgeous cock and slid my fingers up and down it.
My panties were pulled down around my thighs. He was pressing close to me. I felt his cock probing around my pussy. I could hear people walking nearby, “no, no, not here,” I gasped.

His mouth left mine, panting lustfully. “Come to the toilets, I’ll fuck you there,” he said somewhat roughly.
He’d done up his pants and was leading me by the hand before my mind even came to grips with what he’d said. “God, what if we’re seen going in,” the thought raced through my brain.

We were approaching the toilets. He was leading me towards the door with the sign that said “MENS.”  I’d somehow not thought of going in there. I pulled back. “No I can’t,” I pleaded in a weak voice.
“I’ll make sure it’s ok,” he said, and he left me standing there while he took the few steps to the door and momentarily disappeared inside. He was back almost immediately and grabbed my hand, “come on baby.”
I let myself be almost pulled forward, and we went through the door marked “MENS.”
I gave a little gasping yell of horror as I saw a number of men standing at a urinal. I froze but was wrenched forward and pulled behind the guy into one of the cubicles.
“Bend over baby, I’ll fuck you like a dog,” the guy said as he eagerly dragged his pants down then got behind me and pulled my panties off my bum.
He more or less shoved me down into a bending position. I felt his hands grasp my hips and his cock locate my wet and slippery pussy, then easily slide right in. “Fuck, you’re ready for this aren’t you,” he sneered, no doubt referring to just how wet my pussy was.
He fucked me with deep, rapid plunges of his cock into my vagina.

I moved my feet a little further apart and lowered my shoulders a little more so that my backside lifted more into the air for him to fuck me.
I was panting lustfully as I considered that it was almost unbelievable to me that this thing had happened. Even though I’d not gotten over my nervousness about those other men outside, I felt so beautifully dirty at the thought of being fucked by a total stranger, in the men’s toilet block, while my husband was nearby happily watching the game.
Oh my God, how lustful I felt being fucked in that way. How I panted and gave moans of delight. How I rocked back and forth with the thrusts of his cock. How I shoved myself back onto his gorgeous, big, hard cock in response to his own lustful thrusts.

It was all over in a couple of minutes. It had been so crude and dirty, fucked like a whore, with no love only sexual desire.
I felt both lustful and frustrated as the guy pulled away and began pulling his pants up. I did, in a way, feel excited satisfaction at having done such an obscene, crude thing, but I’d really wanted more fucking.

I pulled my panties up and was adjusting my skirt when I jumped with fright at hearing a voice just above my head, saying, “how was the slut, a good fuck?”
I looked up staring in disbelief. A guy was looking over the adjoining wall of the cubicle, and had apparently been watching us fucking.
The guy who had taken me there, also looked up in surprise, but then simply broke into a grin and answered, “Yeh, she fucks like a whore.”
I felt myself blush with shame, but at the same time felt so lustful at the crudeness of the way I was being looked upon by these two men.

The man disappeared from his position looking over the wall.
The guy that I was with slipped the bolt of the door. I moved closer to him and took his hand for protection, ready for us to quickly get out of the toilet and away from there.
On opening the door however, our way was blocked by, not only the man who had watched over the wall, but two others as well.
I didn’t consider it at the time, but later on knew that these other two must have been watching through the cracks at the edge of the door.

Anyhow, on us opening the door of the cubicle, one of these men outside said, in a tone which implied that it was the obvious thing to do, “my turn next.”
My mind wasn’t functioning normally in this extreme situation which was totally outside my level of experience. I moved to make a run for it out of the toilet, but the guy who’s hand I’d taken for protection, now hung on to me tightly. “Why not,” he laughed.

This took literally no more than a few seconds, during which fleeting time I hardly had time to think, even if I could have thought straight.
A moment later I was being bent over and my panties were down around my thighs again.
I felt hands on my waist, and then a cock plunging into my sperm filled pussy.
“Oh my God,” I gasped, my fear being assuaged by my feelings of surging lust as I was being fucked by this guy who’s face I’d hardly glimpsed.

They’d not even taken me back into the cubicle, and there I was being fucked dog fashion, with the other three men all around me.
As I say, the new guy was fucking me in absolutely no time flat, and while it was happening I’d seen one of the other men opening the front of his pants and lifting a magnificent hard cock into view. “Let’s fuck her mouth,” this guy said, moving in front of me.
The man who’d originally taken me there, released my hand which he’d still been holding firmly, and I then clutched the other guy’s legs and eagerly took his beautiful. gorgeous big cock into my mouth and began sucking up and down its entire length, working my tongue over and around the hard, bulbous head of it.

I became oblivious to everything but the cocks that were fucking my mouth and pussy. I lurched about impaled on the cocks as I was thrust around with the hard, driving thrusts of the man fucking me from behind.

“What the hell” I heard someone exclaim, and I realised that it was two men who had just entered the toilet block.
“Who’s the slut?” one of them asked as they came up. “Just some fucking whore I picked up,” my original adulterer replied. “Her husband’s out in the stands watching the game,” he added with a laugh.

The man fucking my pussy began moaning loudly and lustfully as he pummelled my slurping vagina which was sending trickles of sperm and my own lustful juices down the insides of my thighs. He clutched my back and panted with exhaustion. I knew that his sperm had filled my pussy.
In just a moment he released his grip on my body and withdrew his satisfied cock. Almost without pause, I felt a new man take his position and probe my oh so sloppy pussy with his hard, rigid cock.
My mind reeled. “Oh my God,” I thought to myself. I’d read stories of this sort of thing, but surely they weren’t true, and yet here it was actually happening. How many men now – it was four wasn’t it, my brain tried to determine through the tumult of thoughts that were swirling about.
These thoughts were brought to an abrupt halt by the guy who was fucking my mouth, suddenly grasping my head and nearly choking me with his cock which he pushed right to my throat as it gushed it’s tacky cum in copious amounts.
After this satisfied guy then pulling out, I barely had time to swallow down his sperm and to get my breath before a new cock was presented for me to suck.

I was sure more men had arrived. There seemed to be so many milling around me.
“I’m going to fuck the slut up her ass,” I heard one crude comment. It didn’t happen immediately, but when my pussy was again adulterated with another supply of cum, and I knew that someone else was preparing to mount me, I felt two hands on the cheeks of my bottom, pressing them apart, and then, after it plunging into my sloppy pussy for lubrication, the feeling of a cock pressing on my tight anus which, after a little resistance, opened up to accommodate this new, hard cock right deep within my rectal tunnel.

My mind and body wallowed in the filth and depravity of the situation as more and more men fucked me. I’ve no idea how many, I think more than ten.
I felt wonderful. I felt dirty. I certainly felt full of men’s sperm.
I loved the snatches of dirty talk that my brain managed to process. I loved the way I was referred to as “the dirty slut.” Under normal circumstances I’d have been horrified to be called such names, but under these circumstances I revelled in it. One can after all, be called a slut as an insult or as a compliment.

The events of that experience, afterwards seemed confused in my memory. I’ve no definite recollection of how it came to end. All I recall is that same guy who had taken me there, eventually taking me by the hand and leading me out.
I spent some time in the ladies, cleaning myself up and fixing my hair. There was no sign of the guy when I came out, so I then made my way back to the stands, wondering what my husband would say about my long absence.
“Where have you been?” he asked, taking his eyes from the game for a moment. “Oh, I had a coffee and have been sitting up the back,” I answered, trying to sound normal, but aware that I was blushing.
My husband seemed to take no notice, and simply turned back to watching the game.
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Later, when the game was finished and my husband’s team had won, he asked whether I’d enjoyed the day.
“Oh yes,” I said smiling to myself, “I had a wonderful time.”
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On the Monday, Rob came home from work and told me, “the guys at work were telling me that, at the game on Saturday, there was a whore turning it on in one of the men’s toilets. Can you believe that? They swear that it’s true though, the brother of one of the guys was involved. What sort of a woman would do something like that though?” then, answering his own question, he said, “some filthy, depraved whore I guess.”          

Chloe The Office Toy

The night out with Dave and Marcus that
wound up with me being gang fucked by a bunch of strangers changed everything.
Word got round pretty quick and a few pictures and videos that appeared on
various websites pretty much finished my relationship with Simon. Turned out
that one of the builders who covered my big round tits with an especially large
load was a friend of a friend of Simon’s and an image of me in ripped stockings
and high heels on the toilet floor drenched in pints of slimy cum arrived in Simons
email and well, that was that. Simon packed his things and left that night.

I wasn’t as upset as I thought I would be,
but work was another matter. News spread around about what a total slut I had
been, pictures were shared by email and even a really graphic video clip. All
the guys at work now openly flirted with me or even tried to grope me, it
became quite annoying. Marcus and Dave stuck by me and even Amber was really
supportive, everyone else was pretty horrible. After a couple of days I got called
to the bosses office, I thought ‘well, this is it’.

If my boss was some fat old bloke in his
50’s I could imagine being all sorry and apologetic, getting down on my knees
and giving him the blow job of his life and all would be forgotten, but my boss
was a hard nosed bitch who had worked her way through the company to the top. I
was fucked.

Anna Rhodes was 44 and had been at the top
of the game for 10 years. She had made it by having bigger balls and a smarter
moves than all the men that had ever worked with her. She now owned several
successful businesses and was often called on by the press to comment on
national business issues. She was on Dragons Den for 2 seasons for Christ’s
sake, she took no prisoners and wasn’t going to give me an easy time because I
happened to be the same gender as her.

I went to her office on the 10th floor.
Isobel, Anna’s PA, met me with a cold bitchy stare that said “yes I’ve
seen the pictures too” and pointed me to the seats outside Anna’s office.

I sat down, straightened my skirt tried not
to look visibly worried. I glanced over at Isobel, her neat black bob was
immaculate, her Hermes business suit hung perfectly on her slight, but athletic
frame; she looked every inch the quintessential young, professional woman.
Rumour had it that Marcus had once made a pass at her and she had told him that
if he tried anything like that again he would be reported for harassment. It
seems you didn’t fuck with Isobel.

 I was thinking this when she looked over
and said, “Anna will see you now” and then added in silent,
beautifully mouthed words: “you slut”.

I got up and walked in to Anna’s office,
slightly shaken by Isobel’s silent attack.

“Ah Chloe, take a seat”.

Anna was standing by the floor length
window that made up one wall of her huge office. She was wearing a very simple,
but very beautiful black Givenchy suit (she only ever wore Givenchy suits, and
she had a thing for Louboutin shoes, but then what girl doesn’t?).

I sat down. Anna didn’t turn around.

“You know why you’re here don’t you
Chloe?”

“Yes?”

“I haven’t seen the pictures everyone
has been passing around, I don’t need to. I don’t like people disrupting my
business Chloe.”

“No, of course not, Anna I’m…”

“Chloe I don’t want to hear any
excuses”’ she turned around. Anna was an attractive woman with long thick
wavy dark hair and a quite incredible figure. She looked at me with those big
brown eyes and I was silent.

“Chloe I don’t want to sack you,
you’re too good at what you do and it took me a lot of money an effort to steal
you from your last employer”

I breathed an audible sigh of relief and
waited for the inevitable ‘but’

“But,” said Anna, “I need
you out of this office for a few months, until this all cools down. I’m sending
you to the New York office.”

I couldn’t believe it! This was amazing!

“I will get Dylan at the NY office to
get things going but I need you out there by Monday. Take the rest of the week
off to sort things out.”

I didn’t know quite what to say, but
babbled “Thank you Anna, thanks you so much, I don’t know…”

“Look Chloe, every professional bone
in my body says ‘sack you’ but I see potential in you and I’d hate to see it
wasted. I made a similar mistake when I was younger and my boss gave me a
second chance, so here I am doing it for you.”

She walked over and offered a manicure hand
as I got up out the chair, my eyes began to tear up.

Anna stood close to me, “don’t cry
Chloe, just be more careful in the ways you explore your sexuality, be more …
professional.” She was so close I could smell her perfume and feel her
breath, I felt so grateful.

I walked out of the office, glancing at
Isobel just long enough to mouth the word “BITCH” as I left.

The next few days were a little crazy, but
also quite exhilarating. I didn’t really have time to think about anything but
getting ready to move out to New York. The job in New York was for 3 months, so
I arranged for a friend to look in on my flat occasionally and feed my plants
while I was away. I packed up a few essentials from home and had them shipped
out to await my arrival. Isobel gave me a document case with a few files, the
details of the contract I was going to be working on and the keys to one of the
companies New York short let apartments. This was exactly what I needed.

Dave and Marcus were desperate to arrange a
night together before I left for the USA, they wanted to double team me as a
going away present, I was very tempted but I declined saying that maybe it
wasn’t a good idea after all the trouble our first time had created. They kept
asking and I kept refusing, I was definite it was for the best and anyway I had
another naughty little going away treat arranged.

On the Thursday before I was set to leave I
got an email from Liam in the mail room saying a parcel had arrived for me and
did I want for him to bring it up. Liam was the young guy that Dave and Marcus
has teased me about on our night out, apparently the young mail room boy
couldn’t talk to me without having to nip to the boys room to jerk off
afterwards. I bet his imagination had run wild when the stories of me being
gangfucked got out. I emailed him back to say that I would come down before the
end of the week to pick the parcel up myself, as it was personal. I signed off
with a little kiss, just to get him a little excited. I sat at my desk and imagined
him in the toilet cubicle thinking of me in all sorts of filthy scenarios as he
eases his stiffening cock out of his pants and begins to stroke it back and
forth until its rigid and its thick head is throbbing and shiny, aching to be
pushed into my willing body in any way he wants. I came back to reality and my
heart fluttered, and my little pussy gave a little throb. ‘Stop it Chloe’ I
thought to myself,’wait until Friday’.

My last day at the London office flew by
Anna popped in to my office to wish me luck and said she would check in on me
when she was next in the NY office. I couldn’t believe she was being so nice.

By 5.30 everyone was leaving for the
weekend and I went to the ladies toilets with my bag containing a change of
outfit. I slipped out of my work clothes in front of the mirrors and admired my
lingerie: black, sheer and see through, the bra pushed my tits up obscenely,
creating a plunging cleavage. An all in one sheer corset and suspenders set
wrapped my torso tightly and held my black seemed stockings in place. The
panties, well there wasn’t much too them really, and for tonights plan I
wouldn’t be needing them, I wiggled my hips and eased them down over my round
ass and slipped them into my handbag. Out of my satchel I pulled my little
black dress and my black suede 6 inch heels. The dress was backless, halter
neck little thing in wet-look material, it clung to me perfectly and stretched
sensually over my body. I slipped my stockinged feet into my heels, they lifted
me up high and made my ass jut out suggestively.

 I looked at the at myself as I applied a
coat of red lipstick, I looked like a teenage boys wet dream.. which is exactly
what I wanted to be tonight. I left the toilets and strolled into the lift, my
little handbag over my bare shoulder. I pressed the button for the basement.

I walked into the mail room knowing that
Liam would still be there finishing up after hours as he always did. He had his
back to me sorting various folders into the pigeon holes for each of the
companies different departments.

“Hi Liam, just remembered I had a
parcel to pick up”

Liam span around and when he saw me his jaw
dropped open, “Oh uh hi Miss Silver”, he stared taking in the image
of me in my tight little mini dress and slutty heels standing in his doorway.

“Do you still have it?”, I asked

He stared at me dumbfounded for a moment,
he was only about 17 or 18 but quite fit, probably did a lot of sport, he
looked the type. I glanced down and could already see the telltale bulge
appearing in his suit trousers.

“Uh sure, yes its um its right
here”, he put a largish parcel on the desk in front of me and tried not to
stare at my tits.

“Thanks Liam you’re a sweetie, I
almost forgot it but its something I wanted to take to New York with me”

“Oh sure…cool”, he smiled

I ran a long manicured nail through the
parcel tape and began to unwrap it in front of him. The plain box gave nothing
away, but I knew what was inside. I had purchased it online from Love Honey and
had it delivered to work so I could set this moment up before I left London.

I opened the lid of the box and pulled the
red tissue paper aside to reveal the item I had ordered: the Cock Locker
Inflatable Monster Dildo. It looked huge, in black rubber with a massive molded head and wrapped in thick veins, it was truly obscene.

Liam couldn’t believe his eyes, he stared
at the massive rubber toy and just said, “sshhhiit”

 I ran my fingers over the dildo and my
nipples began to visibly stiffen,“oh fuck look at it Liam, its massive and
its not even inflated yet, mmmm”

My eyes met his and I smiled, “I cant
wait to get this home” I bit my lip suggestively, my fingers still tracing
the shape of the thick black rubber cock.

He just stared at me, his erection bulging
visibly in his trousers.

“mmm Liam I have a naughty idea, maybe
I could try it out here?… would you like that Liam?”

Liams hand strayed to his fly and he
gripped his hard cock though his pants.

“Oh fuck.. oh fuck yes I’d love to see
that” he gasped

I ran a hand up my belly and around my tightly
wrapped tits, gently pinching my stiff nipple while my other hand lifted the
dildo out of the box.

“Oh my its so big I think I might need
you to help me with it”, I said in a sultry, pleading tone.

 I squeezed the rubber bulb that was
connected to the dildo by a tube, with a faint hiss the cock twitched. Out of
the box I took a small bottle of lube, removed the top and squirted a generous
amount over the veiny rubber cock, stroking it back and forth until it was
completely covered and glistened temptingly.

 Liam watched in stunned silence as I handed
him the dildo and bent over the desk sticking my ass out towards him. I looked
over my shoulder and wiggled my ass slowly, making sure he was getting a good
view of it tightly covered in the short wet-look skirt. I snaked a hand behind
me and hooked my fingers into the seam, slowly peeling the tight shiny material
up over my ass, revealing the smooth pale skin of my back side and my moist
little pussy.

 "Oh God yes", Liam breathed, his
eyes fixed on my naked ass. “Fuck the rumors were true you really are a
dirty slut!”

“I cant help it Liam, I just love
being fucked… now stick that big black monster in me, show me what a little
whore i am”

He approached me slowly, and carefully
place one hand on my ass, gently rubbing my pussy lips as he aimed the dildo
and began to ease it in to me.

“mmm yes”, I moaned as I felt
that big rubber head open me up and the first few inches entered me,
“don’t stop, keep going”

In silent concentration Liam eased more and
more in, oh god it felt so good.

“That’s it baby, mmm so fucking
big”

 I could feel it filling my pussy totally,
even more than Marcus’ did with his big cock that night in the bar. It felt
like the head was nudging the entrance to my womb.

Liam stroked my ass as he began to move the
dildo in and out, the thick rubber veins stimulating the walls of my tight
little hole.

“Yess yes that’s it Liam fuck me with
it. Show me how to take that big black dick”

I closed my eyes as the sensations began to
build and I started to moan with pleasure.

 Liam pushed it right up to the hilt and I
let out a deep moan falling forward on to the desk, my tits spreading out under
me. Then he stopped. I was about to complain when I heard a couple of long
hisses and the big dildo began to twitch and grow inside me.

 "Oh fuck yes ughhhnn", I let out
another low moan as Liam began to inflate the cock, bigger and bigger. I looked
behind me, Liam had a lust filled stare on his face and his impressively large
cock was jutting out of his fly as he jerked it rhythmically, still inflating
the dildo.

 My eyes rolled upwards and I felt a tremor
in my body as the growing dildo filled me utterly, stretching me to the limits.

“Ugghnn fuck FUCK! Liam I cant take
any more..its too big.. oh yes”, my hands gripped the edge of the desk and
I felt something wet and cool on my ass. Liam was squirting lube over my
backside and pussy as he began to try and pump the brutally inflated rubber
cock in and out of my cunt. At first it wouldn’t move but after a moment or two
I felt it ease back and forth – and it felt amazing!

“ugggnn OH FUCK yes YESS!”, even
the smallest movement filled me with ecstasy and I began to shudder and writhe.

“Liam! oh God that feels fucking
amazing”

“If you like that you’re going to love
this you fucking slut”, he grunted and I felt my oil covered ass hole
being probed by his eager fingertip and then something hotter and harder nudge
my tight little hole.

“Oh yes you dirty boy yes. Go on, do
it… fuck me in the ass” I moaned lustily as I felt him push his
straining erection into my ass.

 Liam was pretty well endowed and his rock
hard dick needed a good hard push to open me up and ease into my body. My ass
was extra tight due to the massive dildo in my pussy, but after a few grunts
Liam managed to get his bone hard erection into my ass and started fucking me.

 I lost control and began to cum so hard I
almost passed I out, I became like an animal possessed, writhing around on the
desk grunting and swearing: “Thats it you dirty bastard use me! USE MY HOLES!
Fuck my cunt you bastard that’s it yes yes YESS!”

I thrust my ass back and forth against his
violent fucking, my juices running down my thighs, my pussy lips stretched wide
around the obscene rubber thing stuck deep inside me.

 Liam up his pace and began to grunt loudly,
he was balls deep in my ass when he shouted,“ TAKE IT YOU FILTHY FUCK PIG
TAKE MY LOAD”

 My over sensitized ass felt his rigid cock
jerk and twitch and I felt the hot, surge of his cum filling my ass up. Jesus
it felt like he pumped a pint of the thick gooey stuff into me. He pulled out
leaving me face down on the desk, my dress around my waist and the massive
black rubber cock jutting from my twitching pussy. His thick cum ran out of my
puckered ass hole and mixed with my pussy juices running down the inside of my
spread thighs.

 I moaned softly with exquisite pleasure,
then felt Liams hand in my hair, pulling my head to one side. He was now beside
the desk, his fat semi erect cock was shoved towards my face. It was red, veiny
and covered in his creamy cum.

 "Suck my cock you dirty slut, suck
it", he said, suddenly filled with confidence, he was making the most of
his time with his new fuck toy. I opened my mouth and sucked his swollen cock
head, cleaning the cum off with my tongue and savouring the taste. I felt it
twitch and throb and it began to grow in my mouth. I took him deeper, lapping
my eager tongue on the underside of his lovely young cock. Before I knew it he
was thick and fully erect again and began sliding his length deep into my
willing throat. Oh god I love teenage boys and their recovery time.

 The big mushroom shaped head of his dick
was reaching deep into my throat as he pulled my head to him using handfuls of
my hair. His cock felt about 9 or 10 inches long, and he savoured getting the
whole lot down my ungagging throat before extracting it in a drolly mess and
slapping it across my face. I could feel my mascara running… I must have
looked a state.

 He grabbed my shoulders and moved me on to
my back, my head hanging off the desk giving him unhindered access to my eager
throat. He pushed his cock in again and began to thrust in and out, his hand s
grabbing my big naked tits and his balls slapping against my face. I felt like
a piece of meat, only good for fucking.. and I loved it. I moved my hands down
my jerking body and rubbed my clit, my other hand began to move the big rubber
cock around in my pussy. Oh fuck it felt so good.

“Look at you, you whore, you fuck meat
slut.. that’s it take my cock like a pro”

 I shuddered with a shattering orgasm, my
body arching on the desk with Liam pulling at my hard nipples as he banged his
cock balls deep into my face and released another massive load into me. I
swallowed and swallowed, I was worried I might choke. He kept cumming and I kept
swallowing. Eventually he eased his thick slimy cock from my mouth, drool and
cum ran down my face and I gurgled in slutty happiness.

 I lay there as Liam sorted him self out and
got back into his clothes.

“Fuck that was good” he grinned.

I smiled, rolling onto my side and sliding
a stocking leg up to my tummy, my ass on full display with the end of the cock
locker jutting out with its rubber tube and inflater bulb hanging behind.

“Mmm that was good”, I replied,
twisting the valve and releasing the air in the massive fat dildo. My pussy
tingled as I removed the rubber cock with a slimy pop.

“When I get back from New York I want
to do it again… but next time I want you to bring some friends”, I
smiled bringing the glistening distended dildo to my mouth and sucking on its
still quite extreme size.

“Oh fuck yes, that would be perfect, I
know just the guys, you’re gonna get it good, you wont get a minutes rest”

‘Oh god’ I thought, ‘I fucking love teenage
boys"

Eddy and Annie Invite Ryan

Short Story

From the first moment I met Annie I was in lust with her. Petite with big blue eyes and curly red hair, she was a lithe little fox that dazzled most men. She was of course hopelessly out of my reach, being the girlfriend of Eddy, one of my best mates.

Eddy and I played basketball together at uni and I’d been enduring his tales about his new girl for weeks. It started out with him saying he’d pulled this gorgeous 19-year old babe in a pub, then a few days later about how they spent hours making out on their first date, and so on until he boasted about ‘fucking her raw’. His descriptions of her were glorious and detailed, and in my mind I’d built her up to be some sort of goddess long before I finally met her.

When I did get to see her in the flesh at last, she more than lived up to my expectations. It was a hot day in early August and a couple of friends and I had decided to head out to the local lake for some much-needed cooling down and relaxation. A couple of the guys brought their girlfriends with them, including Eddy.

When I first saw Annie as she strolled up to our little stretch of lakeside beach, holding hands with Eddy with her hips swaying delicately, I couldn’t help but stare. She was indeed glorious, petite but curvy with small firm breasts and flaring hips hidden behind a modest orange bikini. Her long red hair, naturally curly, was hanging loosely around her shoulders which were dotted with freckles. Her nose and cheeks were slightly freckled too, a trait that only added to her sexiness.

Introductions were made and the afternoon passed languidly with the group swigging increasingly lukewarm beer interspersed with the occasional dip in the cold waters of the lake. Annie and I clicked the instant we got talking, my self-deprecating humour and her sharp wit somehow matching up perfectly and we spent the afternoon critiquing other lakeside visitors, from bad choices in swimwear to questionable facial hair styles.

Eddy noticed I was hogging his girl a bit and made sure to break us up repeatedly by either dragging Annie in to the water or laying down on the beach between us and changing the topic of our conversation. I didn’t mind – if I had a girl like Annie I’d be jealously guarding her too, so I couldn’t blame him much.

Once when Eddy had dragged his girlfriend in to the lake I decided to join them, both to cool down a bit and to finish the conversation I’d been having with Annie about an obscure actress I thought nobody else had heard of but of whom Annie was a big fan.

We continued to chat as we swam with Eddy hovering around us and splashing water at us repeatedly, which finally managed to stop our talk and get Annie entangled with her boyfriend and me sheepishly hanging around.

I decided to do some proper swimming and give Eddy some time with his girl, so I swam deeper into the lake until the water got too cold for my liking. I headed back and saw Eddy and Annie playing around in the shallow bits. Only their heads were above water and they were doing some serious kissing and undoubtedly some underwater petting and groping.

As I approached they separated and Annie headed to the shore, with Eddy swimming further in to the lake, probably to let his erection die down. Annie let me catch up with her as we both headed back to the beach, and I noticed her cheeks were rosy and her breath a little hurried.

She greeted me and swam alongside me as we slowly headed back to the beach, and suddenly I felt her hand touch my leg underwater. I slowed down a bit and looked at her, but her face betrayed nothing of what her hand was doing under the surface as she continued chatting with me.

I felt her hand move to my crotch, searching and finding my cock through my swimming trunks. She squeezed it and rubbed my dick slightly with her small lean-fingered hand and I hardened rapidly under her touch.

She let go of me just before we reached the shore and strolled out of the lake, water cascading down her gorgeous body. I hung around in the shallows a bit to let my sudden arousal fade and my cock lose its steelhard stiffness before I got out of the water as well.

The rest of the afternoon passed uneventfully. Eddy, maybe sensing there was something going on between me and Annie, kept his girl separated from me and finally made an early exit entirely, dragging a reluctant Annie with him. I stayed at the lake until all the beer was gone and the sun started to set.

———-

I didn’t see Eddy nor Annie again until the start of the new basketball season in early September. At our first practice Eddy showed no animosity towards me, so I hoped he’d forgotten about how I’d flirted with his girlfriend at the lake that day.

After practice Eddy asked if I could come by his place to drop off a new videogame I’d been playing so he could give it a try. I agreed and a few days later on a Saturday afternoon I headed to Eddy’s house. Like myself, Eddy still lived with his parents as the university we went to was nearby for both of us.

When I arrived at Eddy’s place he opened the door for me and welcomed me in. He was wearing tracksuit pants and nothing else, which I didn’t find surprising as it was a pretty warm day. I’d dressed in shorts and a loose shirt myself.

“Hey Ryan, good to see ya. Come on up, it’s just me and Annie here. The folks are away for the weekend.” He closed the door behind me and lead the way to his room. I was surprised to hear that Annie was in as well – I’d expected it to be a typical guys-only afternoon with loads of gaming and swearing at the computer, but with Annie here that was unlikely to happen. It would probably end up as a short stop to drop off the game and I’d be back at my own home, but then without my current favourite videogame to play.

Eddy’s room was on the top floor of the three-story house. His room occupied the whole of the attic with a large skylight providing daylight. Annie, dressed in tight jeans and a red sleeveless top, was lying on the narrow one-person bed in the corner of the room under the slanted roof and looked up from a magazine as I came in.

“Hi Ryan!” she exclaimed and came over to give me a cosy hug. I returned the hug, glancing at Eddy but he didn’t seem to mind – he was actually grinning as he watched Annie hugging me.

“Go ahead and install the game on my PC,” Eddy said as he pulled Annie out of my arms and on to his bed. I moved to his computer desk and settled on the chair as Eddy and Annie lay down on the bed. Immediately they started making out, seemingly forgetting about me entirely.

I shook my head and focused on installing the game on Eddy’s computer. It was a straightforward installation that, after the initial few clicks, required a lot of waiting as the files were copied to the PC’s drive. I leaned back in the chair and looked over to the bed were Annie was now lying on top of Eddy and they were kissing intensely with lots of tongue action.

I suppose I was meant to look away and give them some semblance of privacy, but I figured he’d invited me in here and Annie was quite a sight for sore eyes, so I kept watching the two as they made out with abundant passion. It was actually arousing to watch and I felt a bit of a voyeur.

After a couple of minutes they finally broke their lip and tongue lock and looked at me. Annie giggled. Eddy asked “are you enjoying the view, mate?”

I grinned at him and folded my hands behind my head, leaning back further in the chair. “I sure am,” I said, “don’t stop on my behalf.”

“Hmm, we won’t then,” said Annie as she cupped Eddy’s face and pulled him back into a kiss. I chuckled and kept watching them as they continued their tongue-gymnastics until the PC pinged at me, signalling the completed installation of the game.

I turned my attention back to the computer and as I was wrapping up the game’s installation I heard Annie and Eddy whispering to each other, with some giggling and chuckling going on. I pretended not to notice and started up the game, hoping to show Eddy the game’s opening cinematics which were quite impressive.

But before I got that chance Eddy and Annie had gotten up from the bed and were heading out of his room. “We’re, uh, going to my parents’ room, okay?” Eddy said as he was almost dragged out of the room by a visibly aroused Annie. “Just hang around here and play your game,” Eddy managed to say before a giggling Annie pulled him down the stairs to the first floor.

I sighed and settled back in the chair, knowing all too well what Eddy and Annie would be up to in his parents’ bedroom one floor below. I thought about sneaking down and trying to watch, but decided against it – a little bit of voyeurism was one thing, but if I got caught watching them have sex it might mean the end of our friendship and would lead to some mighty uncomfortable situations at basketball practice.

I skipped the game’s opening cinematics and started a new game. As I waited for the opening level to load I listened intently from any noise coming from downstairs, but I heard nothing. I was slightly turned on by the knowledge that only one floor below me my friend was having sex with a gorgeous young woman, and I decided the game was insufficient distraction from this.

I closed the game and fired up Firefox to start hunting for online porn. If Eddy was having fun downstairs I might as well have some fun of my own, however shallow in comparison.

But before I’d even begun typing the URL of my favourite free porn site I heard the bedroom door one floor down open and Eddy’s voice calling out. “Hey Ryan, come down here for a sec, will ya?”

I was confused. Why did Eddy want me downstairs? Wasn’t he supposed to be having wild sex with his girlfriend? I sighed, closed Firefox and headed down the stairs.

I found Eddy’s parents’ bedroom door slightly ajar and the sounds of rustling bedsheets coming from the room. I hesitated for a moment. “Come on in Ryan,” I heard Annie say from within the room.

I pushed the door open and stepped in. Eddy’s parents bedroom was dominated by a huge king-sized bed with sand-coloured sheets. Annie and Eddy were lying under the sheets, which were pulled up right to their necks. I couldn’t tell how dressed they still were but what I could see from Annie’s shoulders seemed to lack the straps of the top she’d been wearing before.

They were both looking at me and smiling somewhat nervously. “So, Ryan…” Eddy began, but he seemed lost for words after that. Annie continued on his behalf. “Eddy and I have been talking, you know, and, well, we’ve been experimenting with, you know, what we do in bed…” She blushed and hesitated, at which point Eddy seemed to have regained his courage and said “basically we want you to join us in a threesome.”

I blinked and stood there, my mind a confused whirl of thoughts, unsure of what to say or do. Annie locked her eyes on me and leaned towards Eddy, and I saw her arm move under the sheets towards Eddy’s groin. She seemed to grip his cock, a soft groan coming from Eddy, and started to move her hand to bring life to Eddy’s dick.

The sheets had fallen down a bit as she’d leant over Eddy, revealing the beginning of her chest where the curves of her firm breasts began. She kept stroking Eddy’s cock which was rapidly growing under her touch, her eyes never leaving mine. Eddy leaned his head back on the pillow as his girlfriend stroked his member to full erection under the bedsheets.

I felt my own cock hardening in my pants, and my hand moved down automatically to adjust it to give it space. Annie watched me as I did, smiling, and licked her lips. That seemed to do it for me – whatever would happen, I wanted to fuck this gorgeous little fox of a girl, and if I had to do it together with her boyfriend then so be it.

I pulled off my t-shirt and kicked off my shoes. As I struggled to get rid of my socks Eddy chuckled, and with a sweep of his arm he pulled the sheets off the bed. Both he and Annie were naked, and the first thing I noticed was the size of Eddy’s dick.

It was positively huge. Annie’s lean fingers barely managed to wrap around Eddy’s shaft entirely as she stroked him slowly, a solid nine inches protruding from a trimmed bundle of black pubes. Eddy was definitely better endowed than me.

The next thing I focused my attention on were Annie’s breasts. They were small and firm and capped with small pink nipples that stood out proudly. Perfectly shaped tits that begged to be palmed and handled, kissed and squeezed and sprayed with cum and rubbed vigorously.

My gaze wandered further down Annie’s body, admiring her tight tummy and shapely hips, until my eyes caught sight of that wonderful valley between her legs. She was shaved entirely bare, not a hint of hair in sight, and her pussy was magnificently formed with pink lips protruding ever so slightly. Now I licked my lips as I imagined diving in there and tasting her.

I pulled off my socks and then, without further ado, got rid of my underwear as well. I had started to shave entirely down there so I was as bald as Annie. My shaft was standing straight out and pulsed with my heartbeat, its purple head swollen and eager.

Annie patted the bed on her other side and I climbed on it, laying down next to her so she was between me and Eddy. She reached for my throbbing fuckstick and her slender fingers wrapped around my steel shaft. She squeezed me before beginning the same slow, deliberate stroking motion she’d been giving Eddy all this time.

Annie looked at me, then Eddy, and then me again, a wide smile playing across her full lips. “Now what am I going to do with these two?” she asked as she squeezed both our cocks.

I moved on to my side and reached for her breasts with one hand, cupping one of her gorgeous firm tits and squeezing it, then letting my fingers play across her hard nipple.

She gasped lightly and I leaned in further, releasing my grip on her tit to let my mouth take over. I wrapped my lips around her small hard nipple and sucked lightly, then opened my mouth wider and sucked more of her firm tit into my mouth.

Eddy moved down the bed and Annie spread her legs to accommodate him. He settled in between her legs and attacked her cunt hungrily. Annie closed her eyes and leant her head back, her hand still wrapped tightly around my pulsating dick.

I moved from one breast to the other, engulfing them with my mouth, sucking her nipples and squeezing them roughly with my big hands.

Eddy licked her cunt furiously, dipping his tongue in to her moist pussy. He then slid one finger in to her fuckhole, slowly pushing it into her until his knuckles touched her cunt. He fingerfucked her slowly as he licked her clit, then added a second finger and started fingering her thoroughly. Annie moaned and squirmed under Eddy’s assault on her pussy and my treatment of her delicious tits.

Annie pulled on my cock and grunted “come up here, let me suck it”, to which I happily obliged. I abandoned her tits and kneeled on the bed beside her head, my raging man-meat aimed at her face. She didn’t hesitate for a moment and immediately wrapped her full lips around my angry cockhead, engulfing my steelhard fuckmeat.

I groaned and grabbed her long red hair, pushing her further down on my throbbing cock. She moaned and tried to swallow the full length of my fuckstick, her tiny mouth stretching to accommodate it.

Eddy in the meantime continued working on Annie’s soaked cunt, alternately sticking his fingers and his tongue in her love-canal and lapping up her musky juices. As Annie’s mouth moved up and down the length of my pulsing dick, Eddy released her cunt from his oral assault and moved to aim his gigantic fuckmeat at her wet hole.

I had front-row seats to the spectacle as he slowly pushed his titanic dick into her, her cunt-lips stretching around his massive member. She moaned louder, my cock embedded in her hungry mouth, as Eddy invaded her cunt with his dick that seemed unable to fit in there.

Somehow he made it fit, though not entirely – almost two inches of his throbbing monster were still outside and a painful jerk from Annie signalled he’d bottomed out. “Careful,” she whispered, “not too deep”, before once more swallowing nearly all of my dick.

I suddenly realised the problem – Eddy was too big. Annie was a petite woman and his massive nine-incher bumped into her cervix well before he had his full length in her. This was obviously a painful experience for her, which meant Eddy could never pump all of his massive boner into her without also causing her significant pain. I wondered if my own more modest six and a half inches would fit, knowing my chance would definitely come very soon.

Eddy began fucking Annie with slow, deliberate thrusts, ensuring he didn’t push too deep every time he shoved his huge fuckmeat forward. Annie’s attention to my own fuckstick continued unwaveringly, as she moved her tongue around my throbbing shaft in her mouth.

I didn’t need to push her head forward any more as she eagerly tried to swallow as much as possible of my hard cock, rapidly moving her mouth up and down my length. She wrapped one of her hands around the base of my cock, fingers caressing the bulbous sack of my balls, and with her other hand she grabbed her one of her tits, squeezing roughly.

I leaned over a bit and put my hand on her other tit, squeezing and rubbing it with equal roughness, my fingers pinching her hard nipple. She moaned at this and tried to deep-throat my cock, pushing herself forward as my cock stretched her mouth and rubbed against the back of her throat. She came close to embedding my full length in her throat but had to relent, releasing my throbbing member from her mouth, her saliva dripping from my steely shaft.

She squeezed my balls as she looked up at me with a wide grin, gasping “nearly there.” Eddy in the meantime pumped his monster dick into her tight cunt over and over and, losing a bit of his composure, pressed too deep again, soliciting a pained yelp from his girlfriend.

She glared at him, then pushed him off her. “Time to switch” she said with such total authority that neither I nor Eddy dared to object.

She lithely turned around and got on her hands and knees, her face in Eddy’s crotch and her curvaceous ass pointing invitingly towards me. She got working on Eddy’s engorged manhood instantly, wrapping her luscious lips around his man-meat. She couldn’t get even half of his fuckstick into her mouth but she sure gave it a brave attempt.

I turned my attention to the banquet of feminine pleasures now laid out before me. Her ass was heart-shaped and perfectly curved, with her dripping pussy peaking out from just below the pink sphincter of her asshole. I decided to get as much of this as possible so I leaned in and buried my mouth between her gorgeous asscheeks.

Annie groaned and wiggled her ass in my face as she gorged on Eddy’s cock. My tongue found the folds of her soaked cunt and I tried to shove as much of it into her fuck-chute as possible, thirsty for her juices. She tasted magnificently, her nectar a perfect mix of musky bitterness and creamy sweetness, and I knew right then and there that I’d have to taste this more often.

My hands cupped her asscheeks firmly as my mouth assaulted her moist cunt, my tongue dipping into her folds, then lapping along the whole length of her slit. I let my tongue roam upwards to her pink ass which I teased momentarily with the tip of my tongue, eliciting a groan from Annie, before I ventured back to her soaked pussy.

As juicy as her cunt tasted in my mouth, the need to stuff my fuckmeat into her was growing beyond control. After several delicious minutes of tongue-fucking her canal I decided it was time to put my cock where my mouth was. Yet as I lifted up from her pussy I couldn’t help but linger at her ass for a moment, quickly pushing my tongue against her tight pink sphincter and feeling it relent ever so slightly, provoking another groan from Annie who was busy trying to choke on Eddy’s titanic cock.

Torn between eating her ass and fucking her cunt, I finally chose the latter and got up, positioning myself behind her. I fisted my achingly hard fuckstick, still wet from Annie’s saliva, and aimed it at her soaked cunt.

I rubbed the swollen purple head between her dripping folds, immensely enjoying the soft feeling of wet cuntflesh on my sensitive cockhead. Then I decided to see how I fitted inside there compared to Eddy, and in one hard plunge shoved my man-meat into her tight cunt-chute.

As my balls hit Annie’s pussy I instantly realised I didn’t bottom out – my dick was a perfect fit. Annie groaned with pleasure with her lips locked around Eddy’s shaft, and as I pulled out of her fuckhole a bit she immediately pushed back, eager to feel my full length in her again.

Overcome with lust and confidence born from my ‘victory’ over Eddy I started fucking Annie earnestly, pounding my pulsating fuckstick into her soaked cunt as she choked on Eddy’s monster cock.

My balls slapped against her as I pumped my man-meat into her fuckhole over and over, my hands grasping her hips as I slammed her forward onto Eddy’s dick. Eddy was grinning widely and as I looked at his cock I realised why – Annie had deepthroated him, managing to swallow most of his enormous nine inches.

Every time I slammed my steel-hard cock into her velvety chute she was pushed forward on Eddy’s dick and choked on nearly his full length being stuffed down her throat, his dark pubes tickling her nose. Her continued moans of pleasure every time she pulled back from Eddy’s monster cock indicated she loved it just as much.

On and on I pounded into her, fucking her with an abandon I had never experienced before, determined to give Annie a fucking her boyfriend could never give her. I slammed my fuckmeat into her dripping love-canal over and over, alternately watching my dick disappear in her soaked pink cunt and watching Eddy’s cock vanish into her stretched throat.

My hands on her hips and Eddy’s hands tightly gripping her hair kept Annie firmly in place as we fucked her harshly from both sides. I saw Annie’s hand move up between Eddy’s legs and guessed she was fingering his ass, something which was soon confirmed by a gasp and loud groan from Eddy. He gritted his teeth and seemed focused on spewing his load down his girlfriend’s throat.

I was not going to be far behind as I sensed my balls tightening and tingling, and I increased the pace of my fucking, pumping my throbbing man-meat into Annie’s cunt-chute harder and faster still. Without warning Eddy’s orgasm hit and he grabbed Annie’s head to shove her all the way down his cock.

She nearly managed to get all of Eddy’s monster cock into her mouth as he came, pumping his thick cream down her throat. I came not a second later, shoving my pulsating fuckstick into Annie’s cunt with such power that she was forced down further on Eddy’s cock, finally taking all of his length into her throat as he continued to cum.

My cock spewed forth thick roped of creamy cum deep inside Annie’s trembling cunt who, I realised amidst my own orgasmic bliss, was also cumming. Her cunt pulsed around my jerking rod, milking every last drop of ball-batter from my orgasming cock.

Eddy finally finished cumming and pulled his massive boner from Annie’s stretched throat, thick ropes of cum and saliva dripping down his huge shaft. I slammed into Annie a few times more, depositing the last remnants of my jism into her fuckhole, before I too collapsed back onto the bed.

Annie followed suit, laying down between us as she gasped for breath. “Whoa, that was awesome…” she grunted as she patted my leg and Eddy’s face, her head in Eddy’s lap and her legs draped across mine.

———-

Twenty minutes later I was taking a shower in Eddy’s parents’ bathroom, cleaning myself up before intending to head home. It had been a surprising but spectacularly good afternoon, and I was still basking in the afterglow of it all.

I suddenly heard the door open and through the haze of hot water saw a naked Annie step into the bathroom. She closed the door delicately behind her and then turned to me, walking up to the bath.

“Eddy’s fast asleep, as usual” she said as she stepped into the bath with me and nudged me aside to get to the shower’s hot sprays.

I stepped back in the spacious bathtub to give her room and let my eyes roam across her lovely curves as she stood under the water. I felt a stirring in my groin. “Is he a deep sleeper?” I asked, trying to sound innocent but failing utterly.

She turned to me and caught my gaze, a smile playing across her full lips. “Very deep,” she said, running her hands over her chest. With one hand she squeezed one of her fabulous tits, tweaking the nipple between her fingers. Her other hand roamed down her tummy to between her legs, where her fingers found the folds of her cunt and began to slowly rub herself. Her eyes never left mine.

“What you did back there,” she said as she lazily pleasured herself and I felt the blood rushing back to my cock, “with your mouth on my ass….” She licked her lips before continuing, “That felt awesome.”

She turned around and leant over, putting her hands against the bathroom wall and sticking her ass out at me. “Do it again,” she said.

Naturally I complied. I knelt in the bathtub and put my hands on Annie’s asscheeks, spreading them slightly. Her pussy was red from the pounding it had received and I gave it a gentle kiss and a lick, provoking a soft moan from Annie.

Then I moved my focus to the prize – her tight pink asshole. First I lapped my tongue lazily across it, wetting it with my spit and feeling the texture of her sphincter on my tongue.

I then circled her ass with my tongue, dipping lightly into her sphincter, before going back to licking across it. Annie’s breath turned to shallow gasps, and a glance revealed she was massaging one of her tits while I attended to her ass.

I pressed my tongue against her asshole, lightly at first, then circling it again before pressing once more. I continued to press against it, as if gently knocking on her backdoor with my tongue, steadily increasing the force of my tongue.

I felt her sphincter relax and relent and finally open slightly to my tongue, letting the tip of it invade her ass. She gasped louder and moaned, and I pressed harder with my tongue, feeling her ass surrender more to it and dipping deeper into her tight asshole.

She pressed her ass back against my face as my tongue pushed forward into her. I moved one hand up and, after briefly rubbing the folds of her pussy, slipped two fingers into her dripping cunt. She was soaked with her own juices and my cum and I fucked her pussy slowly as my tongue fucked her tight ass.

My cock was by now of course back to full strength, throbbing between my legs as I ate Annie’s ass and fingerfucked her well-pounded cunthole.

I withdrew my fingers from her soaked cunt, taking a healthy load of cunt-juice and cum with it, and spread this out over Annie’s ass. Then I gently pushed one wet finger against her tight asshole, which resisted at first.

But helped by my easing up of her ass with my tongue her sphincter finally relented to my finger and the first digit slipped inside. Annie moaned loudly now and pushed her ass back to me again. “More,” she breathed huskily.

Aided by cumjuice I pushed my finger in deeper, all the way until it was embedded in her ass to the knuckle. I pulled it out ever so slowly before pushing it back in, repeating the process several times.

Then I almost pulled my finger out entirely, leaving just the tip of it inside of her ass, and put a second finger against her tight opening. “Oh god, yesss….” she whispered as I began to push two fingers in to her hot tight backdoor, slowly forcing them knuckle-deep into her bowels.

Two fingers or one cock, I thought, what the hell. I stood up behind her and withdrew my fingers from Annie’s ass, which solicited a questioning moan from her. I took my manhood, steely hard and angrily red from my earlier pounding of her cunt, and rubbed its engorged head against her pink asshole.

Annie looked back over her shoulder and seemed to hold her breath as I applied pressure. My cockhead was significantly bigger than my two fingers, and initially her sphincter denied me access. But I pressed on and Annie too seemed intent on this to happen as she pushed back against me with both her hands pressing against the bathroom wall, warm water cascading down her back.

At last her ass surrendered to my throbbing fuckstick and I felt the head of my cock go in, her tight sphincter grasping my shaft. Annie let go of a short gasping moan, letting her head hang between her arms as she held herself steady.

I waited for a moment, my eyes fixed on where my cock was now invading Annie’s backdoor chute, and then I pushed forward again with gentle but firm pressure, forcing more and more of my throbbing manhood into her incredibly tight asshole.

With my fuckmeat halfway up her ass I paused again and pulled back until just the head of my cock was still in her. “Please, more,” Annie gasped, and I pushed forward again until I could go no further.

I pulled back again, then pressed forward once more, over and over, slowly and steadily, easing Annie’s ass open to my pulsating man-meat. Finally my hips touched hers with the full length of my steel hard shaft embedded into her asshole.

“God yes,” I heard her moan in between gasping breaths, “fuck me. Fuck my ass.”

And I did. I started a slow, deep, intense fucking of her ass, pulling back until I was almost out, then shoving my cock back in to her tight anal chute until my balls pressed against her cunt. Over and over, again and again, in and out, steadily and firmly as the hot shower soaked us both – I was intending to make this assfucking last.

Annie began rubbing her pussy, her fingers sliding across her clit before finding her cunthole and dipping inside. Feeling herself filled in both her anal hole and soaked cunt she moaned even louder and shoved more fingers in to her pussy, fucking herself as I pumped her ass.

I increased my pace, watching the full length of my cock disappear into Annie’s tight anal chute over and over. I was fucking my friend’s hot girlfriend up the ass in his own home’s bathroom and she was loving every second of it.

My thrusts turned in to pounding as I slammed my engorged fuckmeat in to her forbidden ass again and again, my hands gripping her hips tightly as I buried my shaft in her anal chute.

Annie grabbed one of my hands and pulled it across her as she pushed back from the backroom wall, making me hold her up as I fucked her ass. We effortlessly changed from a horizontal assfuck to a vertical one, with me slamming my pulsing dick up in to her tight ass as she tiptoed on the bathtub’s curving surface. Her arm wrapped around my head as she leaned her head back against my shoulder, her mouth searching for mine.

We kissed, intensely and passionately, our tongues entwining as I kept up the pace of our heated fucking. Again and again I rammed by fuckmeat up into her asshole, her anal hole now welcoming my throbbing length with ease, our mouths locked together.

For the second time that day I felt that familiar tingling in my balls, and I could no longer maintain our kiss. Annie sensed my impending orgasm and leant forward again to give me all the access I needed to severely pound her ass.

My balls tightened and I rammed my man-meat into her anal chute. Annie again thrust her fingers into her dripping cunt, fucking herself as I fucked her ass, our loud moans and grunts echoing in the bathroom.

I slammed my cock into her ass with all the strength I could muster as I came with an intensity I’d never before experienced, the force of my orgasm seemingly emanating from the tip of my toes to the crown of my skull before concentrating in my throbbing cock and spewing forth from my engorged cockhead into Annie’s tight bowels.

Annie continued to pump her fingers in to her pussy, faster and harder, as I again rammed in to her ass, and again, with every wave of my overwhelming orgasm, depositing thick loads of cum deep in her anal hole.

Then she came as well, her ass tightening like a vice around my orgasmic shaft, her body trembling against mine as she moaned and jerked in the throes of her orgasm. She shuddered and thrust her fingers in to her pulsating cunt as her ass milked the last of my jism from my aching fuckmeat.

I could no longer hold myself up and staggered backwards, my cock retreating from Annie’s mauled ass, trailing strands of cum. I sat down on the edge of the bath, my chest heaving with heavy breaths, as Annie turned and leaned back against the bathroom wall.

“Holy fuck,” she breathed, running a hand through her soaked long red hair. I chuckled and nodded assent.

Then the bathroom door opened and Eddy stood there, staring at us with shock in his eyes. 

Possessed

Short Story

It was a Saturday and apparently the hottest summer day on record and I was thankful that Mandy who had skipped our shared apartment two months ago without paying her share of the rent and the electricity and the water bill and the internet connection and sneakily emptying the grocery kitty fund on top of the fridge; hadn’t for some reason taken the large free standing air conditioning unit. I had surmised it was too big to put in herpissy little two door car. Well hey I was a tad annoyed with her. She had just dropped out of Uni study for a guy, just like that. And here I was newly moved in with her only four months ago, with all the frickin bills. I assumed items like the TV, the fridge, the washing machine and the lounge came with the apartment, you know semi-furnished or Mandy hadn’t cared, caught in the glare of love and didn’t give a fuck about her white goods or would rudely turn up soon and demand them. Oh well I‘d deal with that when it happened. It was just too hot to think today.

Of course when some mail kept arriving from some company, addressed to her; initially I just piled them up inside the front door on the side table. Then I couldn’t give a stuff and just started throwing them away. Unopened and of course unread. Even though they were arriving marked urgent and the last envelope had some sort of default bullshit warning on it. Maybe it was her bloody car, they were after.

God it was hot. I put the air con fan on maximum, and even in a small front room it was struggling to make a difference. I thought maybe a cold shower was the go, so I striped off and got ready. I realised my body felt really good and cooler as I caught a waft from the fan. Mmm, this was the way go, my birthday suit and the air-con. I realised it was even better as I lifted and separated my sweaty boobs and opened my legs where even though I was nicely shaved; my flappy lipettes were tacked together. I was nicely enjoying myself; my body was aroused by the cool wafting air and I was starting to slowly play with myself. You know the soft, slow, alone, sensual arousal, working the secret spots that give the assured response back to you so easily. I was enjoying my alone and indulgent ‘in the buff’ state.

The knocking at the door was loud and intrusive, well I was naked and fondling my tits and fingering my girly zone in the lounge, in front of the fan. I scrambled around, looking for clothes, rather annoyed. I wasn’t expecting anyone. Then I thought if its Mandy, the bitch isn’t getting the air-conditioner today, no way. I went to my bedroom and grabbed my bath robe. Whoever it was, well I was going to look bathroom busy and give them short shift.

The banging was intense. Well it was close to thumping. I slid the security bolt back and released the deadlock. My face was suddenly full of a piece of paper thrust directly at it with some swift garbled obviously rehearsed script  sounding like a bailiff’s court order, ‘default payments’ and ‘repossession’ and then the door frame was occupied by three big guys. I mean big guys. Like all over six feet. Well at a petite five two, I was really looking up without heels. As a slim pixie featured brunette I was also taking in excess muscle and three terrific six packs. Wow was this more beef cake than I usually got to process in a month or months, and it was nicely close.

“Mandy Hodge, we are now going to enter your premise and remove all the default items” said the middle dude, the one with a cute man bun and a sculptured well cropped dark beard. But his eyes were piercing blue. He wasn’t really looking at me; he was already scanning for items behind me.

Where I got the gumption to put my hand across the door and say, “Now hold it, I’m not Ms Hodge”, well this would have worked but my bathrobe which wasn’t tied securely in my rush, swished open with my outstreched arm and well all the three guys got a close up free lingering glimpse of my shaved private region and my fulsome tits. Nothing of a tease here, I mean I had no undies on, they got to see me starkers, intimately nuddie, all my detail.

“Oh shit” I went crossing the ties back across the bathrobe securely at my waist and lifting the corner of the garment higher across my wayward titties.

Well at least that stopped the middle guy’s diatribe. Just what is it about even the smallest unexpected peek of a woman’s body that shuts males up? Well they had got more than a peek. I mean my tits were hanging out, close to their bodies, my girly region must have had that wet look still from where I had just been playing with it.

I started to speak again, and I realised I had a captive audience, and all eyes were on me and over me. I saw the guy on the left was a bit younger with brown eyes and the guy on the right, had serpent tats on both his exposed forearms. Well it was t-shirt weather.

“I’m Phoebe Ellison and I’m currently renegotiating the lease with the owner” I started. I was sweating with the outdoor heat, so were the guys.

“Oh all well and good lady” said the dude with the man bun, “but we are coming in, we are taking the goods hired in Ms Hodge’s name away, now” Oh he looked like he wanted in, you know, in me.

I stood my ground, blocking the door, “No” I said. “You can wait till I redress.” I loved the tease. I was stalling too, bugger them, I wanted the fan, needed the fan. But I was also thinking; I needed a guy and here were three.

“No, you look fine to me…besides I think you’ll try to lock us out” His big booted foot was now strategically placed in the doorway. He wanted in alright. But what was I going to do with the other two?

I tried a different tack, “What’s say I renegotiate with the creditors on Monday, give me a break, how the hell am I supposed to cope without the fridge, the washing machine and the friggin air conditioner, in this muggy heat,come on guys”

“A bit late for that “ started their spokesman, when the quiet one, yeah it’s always the quiet one you have to be really aware of, the younger guy with the brown eyes, whispered into their leaders ear.

The dude with the man bun nodded. He turned and spoke with his hand covering his mouth to the burly guy with the tattoos. This huge guy just rubbed his hand along his chin. Christ he was big. He looked too pleased.

“Oh you want till Monday, do you, well what do have as collateral, you know surety, payment, a guarantee….something for us?” said the man bun dude.

Yeah, suddenly, I had all of it covered I realised, without having any money in the apartment, and all I had to do was uncover myself, sexual collateral, I had it, surety, well I was hoping I could guarantee that the three of them would be more than satisfied. I had three holes to fill and I’d never taken on two, let alone three guys at once.You have to start somewhere, sometime, with building the numbers in sex, I told myself. And well on a super hot day to boot.

Well repossession of some trashy white goods wasn’t on their mind and staying cool in front of the air-conditioner wasn’t on my mind as I opened my bathrobe and let it flop to the carpet and let three guys take possession of my body. The temperature on my doorstep was thermomter breaking instantly.

It was a filthy free for all. A body ruckus. A fracas of invading hands and pressing bodies. As we all melded and moulded back into the apartment, with one of the dudes closing the door behind us. It was cooler for a brief moment. Then as their invading manipulating fingers and mouths dominated my body as their clothes all came off, the room was flesh over-heated. The air-conditioner was useless under this level of skin scrutiny. I was sexually roasted, as my pussy was accosted by the guy with the snake tattoos. He was squelching the juices in and out of my pussy, so quickly. The dude with the man bun had his face buried in my tits, licking and nibbling and sucking. But the surprise was that quiet young guy, who was fingering my arsehole, assuredly, certainly and arousingly, really dirtily the prick with two of his fingers.

I was sweat lathed and glazed so quickly. There were wads of spit all over my aroused breasts as the dude massaged my melons so exquisitely intensely. Close to rough but it felt good. Yeah I was in the possession of three bad boys who were going from dirty to filthy at an express pace. The young lad was licking out my back crack. Boy could he lick. I mean his tongue was treating my pucker like it was a dribbling ice-cream on a hot day. Spit and lick. Slurp and slosh, all so warm and sweet around my rim and in my inner sensitive rawness. He was a dirty, dirty boy, down there. The big hunk with the snake tattoos was also down on his knees, licking my pussy, which he had spread indecently wide, popping out my clitty, which was as hard as a small shiny pink jelly bean, and the bastard was alternating between giving me the licking out of the century and finger friggin my sopping demanding pussy at break neck speed.

Of course I ‘came’ hard. I did a rare small fem-ejaculation squirt as the cunning prick brought my G-spot into play. Oh God, I felt good, because at the same time my arse was a soggy, pappy, and slushy opening of maxed out additional delight. I didn’t know my back door could feel as good as my primary pleasure entrance. The young guys tongue reducing my arse to flesh capitulation under his amazing ministrations.  Yet at the same time my tits weren’t denied their dues. They were fondled and kneaded like warm bakers dough. My body was trashed but I loved it.

I mean I should have had enough already, it was one of the best orgasms of my young life, but the lads were barely started. Luckily they put me on the couch because I would have collapsed on the floor. Well maybe not so lucky. I had that moment of just what the hell had I got my body into. There were three cocks suddenly all looking for a slot in my body. One came down over my face from above, and filled my mouth, nearly gagging me, it was so big and being worked in and out, near tonsil deep. I held my nerve and got in a cock stroking rhythm with my mouth and lips. It was the guy with the tats, I realised as his hands tweaked my over sensitive nipples. But it was my body being raised under my butt, and a dick spearing straight into my surprised pussy that caught me in a delirium of pleasure. My mouth was full of cock and so was my cunt, at the same time. Pleasure shards were zapping through my body everywhere. And then my over aroused arse was being finger buggered and I whimpered and moaned between a cock being jacked and jagged in and out of my mouth.

They were all too powerful and strong for me, my muscles both contracted and relaxed in my arse and pussy, I was basically rag dolled as I was lifted and one guy was under me, the young dude and he took my arse, didn’t ask, just took my arse in a thrusting way, burying his cock deep in my innards, just like that. Taking my breath away, a wincing constriction mixed with unbelievable pleasure dominated me, as he pecker power pummelled my arsehole. The guy with the man bun was suddenly poised over my body and jack hammering his cock into my pussy. And the tat dude was cramming my mouth with cock, at the same time. I finally understood the Trinity. Yeah three in one was possible and not just as a theological belief. I was finally fully consummated as a woman. All available holes filled at once. A flesh banquet for all participating males present.

My arse contracted and blazed rawness simultaneously. My pussy was over indulged in pecker. My mouth was enjoying a gob smacking treat. Cock, cock, yes triple cock. My air-tight moment. Insane body intensity. Feeling male weight pressing into me. Locked between real hard boys bodies. Pinned by cock forcefulness, over, under and above me.

With this much schlong in play something had to give and it was in the end, all four of us. My gob hole was flooded with a jizz stream, delighting my mouth, delighting the big dudes cock as he wiped his pecker along my seeking tongue. But I got lost in the powerful contractions searing through my butt, as my arse was jerked into, in a sudden rapid series of jolts and then as the young man’s cock was released, a goo stream seeped warmly out of my so happy anus. I barely had time to enjoy that before I felt the throes of a womb deep orgasm as the leader of the team well creamed my pussy and I had another soul defining climax.

My body was in the complete possession of three guys cum. My mouth a sluice of congealing pearl drops. My arse squeezing out  a trail of clammy fluid, But it was my pussy that really copiously released naturally, in its still open filled state, globs of combined male and female body juices. A tacky cum chain on my fingers, that I made them all share.

We were all a frickin soaked sweat drenched mess following amazing rich intense sex on a day that was too hot for a pissy air-conditioner to keep under control. Nothing for it but to squeeze four in the shower. Which was either my mistake or more likely my taking possession of three guys and not letting them go. I was possessed by the need for multiple cocks. Believe you me; once you have been there, there is no going back. I had had three cocks and I was having them again. Oh I had a way I realised too, to keep the bailiff at bay and all my bodily openings happy. There was no way I was paying up on Monday. I couldn’t wait already as we headed for the shower, I was having these guys now and was anticipating their banging on my door again and getting an ongoing cum workout for every single part of my body.

Express action: The Office Party

Short Story

The office party never got beyond the boring stage. They never do when senior management pretend they are just part of the team like the rest of us wage salary slaves. No share bonuses in the company for us. I think we were celebrating ten years of the international business in Sydney, so some bright spark decided it should be on the tenth floor.

My heels were killing me. I wanted a relaxing spa bath. I needed some quiet personal down time after completing a deadline review just before six. And here I was clock watching at seven-thirty, thinking a polite exit would be okay at eight. I’d call up my recent fuckbuddy about ten I was thinking, when I got my second wind.

I was drifting from group to group trying not to look obviously bored. How I ended up alone with two of the high flying young senior managers, James and Jason, yeah nearly interchangeable pricks, well it happened and they were talking shop. I thought Christ boys, at least sport or cars, or flirt with me or even be rude and see how I respond to a crass smutty joke. We could end up in a storeroom threesome. No, it was a new office layout, teams were in and hierarchy was out. Could have fooled me. I got slightly more interested as James mentioned décor and mood colours. But my eyes and the corner of my mouth really did smirk, when Jason called the process, ‘Pimping the Workplace’. My usually controlled at work dirty mind escaped like a nipple slip.

Oh I knew pimping a car from TV and the slang idea of making something cooler or better, but the grubby idea of procuring, soliciting, prostitution, a pimp living off the earnings; pimping a workplace; seriously; I imagined myself as a high class call girl working and servicing these two dudes.

My face gave me away. James suddenly realised there was a young slut under a well cut navy blue dress and I could tell he didn’t give a shit about the look of the workplace now. Jason caught up too. What is it about sexual opportunity, the glint in a woman’s eye and guys going into instant cock led overdrive?

I hadn’t realised how well located we were to get it off immediately. The cat was out of the bag or updating it,pimping the expression, my pussy was about to be knickers free. I sidled left and backwards into the photocopy room, the two guys following like puppies on a very short leash.

Sex in the photocopy room, well I’d have called it a porn fantasy myth until it happened to me. Oh, there is a hard copy of my arse printed out of the machine, but wait for it.

It was speed sex. God the door wasn’t even closed. We were in the alcove by the shredding machine. Quite apt actually. They literally shredded my dress, bra and panties off me, like roughly peeling a banana. Nothing put on their ‘bananas’ though, dirty buggers, no condoms, but I was too trash randy to care. Pregnancy precautions; always the girl and her trusty pill.

Shit I was squeezed between the pair and I loved it. Cock nuzzling into my body front and back. My tits getting sampled. My neck nibbled. My pussy fingered. My arsehole poked. My mouth caroused by tongue. Both my hands full of cock. Good sized peckers too. My earlobes licked.

Nothing planned. It all just happened. Cocks look good poking out of well cut suit pants. I was bent over by Jason to suck his rod and the smutty bugger James eased his dick straight into my pussy from behind as my head went forward sucking cock and my body went forward too, filled with cock. Then I was chasing cock forward and rocking back on cock behind me.

Geez both bastards were in me deep. They would have met in the middle of me if they could. I was a perfectly balanced conduit for cock. A double fluid channel. My mouth swamped by salvia drenched cock. My pussy juices giving James cock the ride of its life. Oh fuck I felt good, especially as he also fingered my arse.

It was all a blur of hasty action but I was aware of it all. I was a double duct of pleasure. My mouth and pussy making me so happy together. I just accepted it as stunning as they swapped over positions; my body was like a busy thoroughfare for peckers. A freeway for my growing orgasm. My entire body a transit lounge for cock.

James jagged his prick into my mouth like it was his private pleasure chute. Jason at the same time gouged his cock like a spear straight into my unexpected arse. How my rear chamber expanded so wonderfully quick to accommodate his stiff rod, I still don’t know. I realised later I was fully slut relaxed.

My arse was a canal of unrefined buggerised ecstasy as Jason creamed it. My mouth became a sluice of salvia and cum, as James emptied himself in my gob and insisted I swallow. Of course I did.

“Umm” said Jason sheepishly, “Your arse please, on the photocopy machine.”

Guys, boys, dudes; they want it all.

“Sure” I said, “Help me up.”

And there I was; my cute arse getting warm from the flashing copier light and the glass getting a good smear of my girly juices and Jason’s jizz.

“Oh press it twice more” I said.

I got off, redressed, and we all snuck out of the dying office party.

Private revelry at my place instead, starting with three in the spa bath

Anna’s Birthday Prarty

Short Story

As I parked the car on the gravel driveway I knew this would
mark the end of the secret.  Anna didn’t know I was invited to her
birthday party, nor that the party would be so small.  She was expecting
all of her friends, but Greg had carefully arranged for them to all arrive the
following night.  Tonight would belong to me, her master Greg and his
friend Richard.

Greg has trained Anna well.  She is unquestioningly
obedient, as any good slut should be, fully surrendering herself to his
ownership a few months ago.  While Richard had never met her before, I
have had the pleasure of fucking Anna many months before, while she was single.

As a fitness instructor, she has the most neatly defined
figure, a small frame with delicate facial features.  There isn’t an ounce
of fat on her, she’s a slender wonder of muscle and silk.  Every time I
see her she seems to be in even better shape, her workouts and careful eating
bringing out the very best in her physically.  Mentally she’s also very
strong, with a filthy imagination and an appetite for activities I would never
have considered until I met her.

Anna is happy and proud to be Greg’s slut.

As I got out of my car, she opened the door wearing a skin
tight dress barely covering her modesty.  She yelped when she saw it was
me but contained herself as she had been instructed to act with decorum but
dress like a classy whore.  I walked to the door, embraced her and told
her how happy I was to see her again before complimenting her on the
dress.  “I have several changes of clothes for this evening” she
announced, feeding my delight that I would be able to perve over her pretty
little body in more than one outfit.

She didn’t offer to take my coat, so I took it off and threw
it at her before walking through to the kitchen where Greg was waiting.

While I chatted with Greg and ignored Anna, it became clear
to her that her birthday wasn’t going to go the way she had been led to
believe.  Why would I be the only guest?  Finally Richard turned up,
a little late, but at least that completed our little group.  We were
introduced and Greg showed us through to his games room.

“Get your guests a drink, slut” he commanded, while he began
to rack up the balls on the pool table.  I instructed her to name all the
types of beer in the glass fronted fridge behind her without looking, which she
duly did without hesitation or error.  “Good girl” I rewarded her before
ordering a Grolsch.

My pool game with Greg was more of a slaughtering than a
match… he potted the balls mercilessly, giving me barely three chances to take
the cue and take my shots.  He cleared the table while I still had four
red balls on the felt.  This is a man who wins.

As Richard took his place for the mild humiliation that
constitutes pool, Greg ordered Anna to go and change into something
sluttier.  “May I go to the toilet please?” she asked.  “No” was the
curt reply.

Moments later, Anna appeared at the games room door wearing
my favorite item of clothing, a blue pleated skirt, teamed with a barely there
black titty-top.  Now, with her incredibly defined stomach on display and
my eternal weakness the short pleated skirt, I needed to check her over more
closely.  She stood before me and turned around so that I could run my
eyes all over her, following her delighted smile as I did so.  I reached
behind her as she came around to face me again, grabbing her arse cheeks
through the floating skirt and pulling her firmly towards me.  I could
almost feel the sunlight from her beaming smile as I appreciated the contour of
her lower back with my spare hand, when Greg barked “What’s wrong with his
bottle, slut?”, prompting her to jump back and resume her duty as our waitress,
bringing me a full bottle to replace it.  I beckoned her close, closer,
right up close so that her face was touching mine before telling her I’d rather
have Guinness this time and chastising her for being so lazy.   “Give
me 20” I said tenderly into her ear before she dropped to the tiled floor and
performed her 20 press-ups.

“Please can I go wee?” she asked as she lay on the floor,
held down by Richard’s foot resting on her left shoulder.  “Alright, but
leave the door open so the guys can come in and see you if they want”. 
Greg explained that Anna hates being watched on the toilet, so with that
preying on her mind, we continued chatting and ignored her completely.

When she arrived back and fetched my Guinness, I asked her
whether she had left her knickers in the bathroom, as my inquisitive hand had
noticed that she was naked under her skirt. “Anna doesn’t wear panties at home”
interrupted Greg, as I nonchalantly fingered his girl while she stood next to
me.

Air hockey wasn’t quite as much of a whitewash as the pool
had been.  I found it remarkably easy to concentrate while Anna was
kneeling between me and the table, head squeezed between the edge and my
pelvis, my cock buried in her mouth and muffled grunts emitting every now and
then as I moved from one side to another chasing the puck.  “Damn, pick
that up” I called several times, as she obediently collected the fallen disc
with a carry-on style wink as she bent over with straight legs and pert bum on
full display – damn that girl is flexible – before sinking back to her knees to
resume her blowjob duties.

“Thank you very much” she smiled with a glint in her eye
before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.  I slapped her across
the cheek as she stood up and reminded her of her manners.  “Thank you
very much, Sir”.  That’s better.

We all went through to the kitchen where Anna had laid out a
spread of food for us; various meats, nibbles, breads and some perfectly timed
pizza slices.  The three of us enjoyed our food while chatting about the
housing market and watching Anna wash up the dishes she had served us from.

Greg then announced that it was time to go upstairs. The look
of delight mixed with trepidation on her face was priceless, as would become
clear.  Greg has built a dedicated play room in this new build house – out
of the sight of most visitors, but open to us this evening.  As he led us
into the enormous room full of restraint equipment, toys, a bed and a couple of
sofas, Greg turned and punched Anna in the stomach causing her to fall to the
floor while thanking him.  He kicked her a couple of times and she
continued “thank you for beating me Sir”.  I’d be lying to say I was
comfortable seeing this, but it was clear that Anna had entered a special place
in the house and that she had been so eager to get there she would pay any
price.

“Strip” instructed Greg, as Anna crawled toward the bed, her
pert little butt wiggling like she was in a Carry-On movie.  “Nicely” he
warned, as he noticed a devilish little glint in her eye.  Oh, she
wouldn’t disappoint.  This girl knows her body, every last inch of
it.  She understands the control she can have over a group of men with her
movements.  Not just her gentle motion and the reveal… but the knowing
smile that tells you she is lapping up the attention she’s generating for
herself.  I’m having trouser issues and need to release the pressure – her
eyes somehow drawing my hand to the bulge in my suit, just as I realise Richard
and Greg are doing the same.  As she rolls and peels the skin-tight dress
down over her hips, I begin undressing to match – she’s handing control back to
the men.

In one corner is a bench with straps and cushions bristled
all over it.  With a nod of approval from Greg, I take Anna gently by the
hand and lead her over to it.  As she leans forward to place her head on
the cushion, Greg straps her knees and wrists with leather belts, leaving her
held tightly on all fours, head outstretched and arse open for the
taking.  I lean down to her level, my face level with hers and put two
fingers into her mouth, pulling her jaw down and open.  I’m fixing her
straight in the eyes, her gaze reaching deep into mine as she strains to lift
her head – there’s a deep connection there that I won’t dismiss.

Anna is strapped firmly to the bench, exposed, prone and defenseless. 
Beautiful.  I walk around to her rear and slap an arse cheek hard.  A
flinch.  I kneel down so that I’m eye to eye with her exposed pussy and
breathe deeply…. oooh that sweet scent and the sight of her glistening
moistness makes it impossible not to take a broad lick of her wet slit, keeping
my tongue wet with her juice as I round back to her face and hold my tongue out
in front of her – she instinctively licks it off, looking me deep in the eye as
she does so.

No sooner as she allows that broad smile to flush through
her face, Greg is pulling her head upwards and wrapping a white hood around
her.  All I see before me now is a faceless naked woman, a hole in the
hood carefully aligned with her mouth.  Greg says “open wide”, followed by
a stern “both ends” before smiling at us both as we prepare to feast on his
girl.

It’s a strange feeling, feeding your cock through a gap in a
fabric hood into the waiting mouth of a woman whose eyes are such an important
part of her communication vocabulary – a feeling made even weirder knowing that
at the other end of the bench is a heavy man pushing himself into the bum hole
of this doll.  I do my best to keep up the rough persona, but I want to
cradle Anna’s head as I slide my shaft in and out of her hungry mouth. 
She wants no tenderness though – she wants to feel used thoroughly fucked
tonight.  I’m here as a birthday guest and will do my best to live up to
her hopes and fantasies.

Richard pulls out of her arse abruptly which makes her jump
with the shock.  I can see Greg is waiting to fuck her mouth, so I head to
her rear and smack her bum as hard as I can from the angle I’m at.  All I
hear is “mmmph”, so I smack again, this time from a better angle.  Still
“mmpphhh” is all I get, so it’s time to use the back of my hand as the slaps
get harder and harder before she finally breaks free of Greg’s cock an manages
“thank you Sir” before taking it back into her mouth noisily.  It’s time
for a condom as I stand back and survey the sight in front of my eyes. 
Greg fucking her face as Richard stands to the side wanking and pulling one of
her pretty little arse cheeks to the side for me, opening her pussy lips to
make an even more inviting sight.

I’ve never gone straight for the bum hole before in my life
– it’s always been something to work up to on a really lucky day – but somehow
it wouldn’t seem right do anything but what she had asked for when we last
spoke before the party – she just loves having her arse filled and who am I to
disappoint the birthday girl?!  No point messing around, in I go as
swiftly and smoothly as I can.  Her buttocks are so firm she barely shakes
as a bury myself all the way in on the first stroke – pausing at my full length
to feel her squeeze around my rigid dick, moaning with pleasure as she spits
Greg’s cock out and buries her face in the pad of the bench.  I slowly
withdraw, make like I’m going to slip back inside but instead smack her bum
again so hard it makes her jump.  Then I slip back in, gently at first,
nice and deep, all the way inside her and gradually build up a rhythm.  I
can feel her responding with those incredible muscles, squeezing my cock when I
fully insert – and I begin to speed up under the encouraging eye of Greg, whose
face looks fit to burst with pride as he watches me hammering away at his
slut’s backside.  Greg and I are squeezing Anna from both ends – he’s
pushing against her neck which is rising and buckling and she squeals with joy
from the hard fucking she’s receiving.

Enough is enough and I explode inside her hot little ass
just as Greg pulls out of her mouth – she responds with a delightful
high-pitched expression of “ooh” in time with each spasm as I physically relax
my whole torso and rest for a moment waiting for my erection to subside inside
her.  As I’m doing that, Richard spots the availability of her mouth and
begins fucking her face for all of a few seconds before shooting his spunk down
her throat.

While Richard and I recover, Greg asks whether need another
drink and begins unbuckling Anna from her bench.  I reply that I’ve had
enough for my bladder to retain and asks whether I need a wee, with a twinkle
in his eye.  I need no further encouragement – I tenderly remove Anna’s
hood, look into her eyes with a smile and announce “I need a piss but don’t
want to get Greg’s toilet dirty”. Greg lifts her by the arm and guides her into
the walk-in shower where she is told to kneel and shield the glass and tiled
floor.  It takes a few moments to persuade your body to urinate when your
brain says “no”, a potentially awkward situation if it weren’t for Anna’s eyes
looking up at me with such desire and longing.  Kneeling with her legs
slightly parted, her hands pushing her little titties together and her tongue
outstretched – it’s an image that stays with me now, clear as day. 
Eventually I relaxed the crucial muscle and began to stream piss onto her
stomach and lift it to her breasts as she began to massage it into
herself.  I didn’t have the heart to spray on her tongue, perhaps that’s
for another day…?

Marched to the large bed, Anna receives clear instruction
that she is not allowed to cum without permission.  Out comes an array of
tools designed to produce orgasm which means we’re looking at a slightly unfair
game – to which the grin on her face is clear evidence.  She does
incredibly well to cope with the stimulation afforded her with some small
vibrators, a fairly significant dildo and a Rampant Rabbit, but it’s the
Hitachi that pushes her over the edge and causes her to involuntarily pop out
the butt plug that she had been wearing throughout most of her toy-time. 
“Pleeeease Sir can I cum noooww?”  We decide to let her off as she had
done so well in controlling her orgasm and give her a few minutes to rest and
fetch us a fresh beer.

When she comes back to the room, I’m lying on my back and
Greg tells her to sit on top of me, cowgirl.  Not surprisingly my dick is
erect again and she performs a lovely trick of slipping a condom onto me using
her mouth only, no hands, to which I pay her a compliment and tell her she’s
allowed to use her pussy instead of her ass to sit on me if she’d like – which
she accepts.  Greg reminds her she mustn’t cum without permission as she
begins rocking forward and backward on me, a rare chance to savor some
tenderness and softness between us during this rough and ragged evening. 
Our fucking intensifies, with Richard and Greg both standing back and watching
as they regain their erections.  It’s wonderful to be running my hands up
and down her torso, feeling the shape of her smooth buttocks and staring into
her deep brown eyes as we cement the connection between us.

As we rock together I feel Anna’s fingertips tighten and
clench at my chest as she leans back and enjoys a rush of orgasm – before realizing
she should have asked first.  “Get off” I shout, “I didn’t say you could
cum”.  As she clambers off, I get up, flip her over and tell her to get on
all fours.  Greg takes hold of her shoulders and puts his legs around her
neck to lock her into position as I position myself at her rear and promise to
punish her for her rudeness.  Without warning I plunge into her arsehole
and begin thrusting hard, mercilessly, pushing her forwards with every stroke
while Greg chastises her verbally.  After a minute, I withdraw, allowing
Richard to take my place with his significantly larger cock – her yelps and
grunts are greater still, all the while calling out “thank you Sir” as dish out
her punishment.

As Anna is released and relaxes, I take the opportunity to
come down to her level, face to face, insert four fingers into her mouth with
my thumb clasping her jaw and draw her eyes level with mine, deeply and
intensely staring at each other inches apart as if nobody else existed, just
this little fuck doll and me eye to eye loving the moment.  “Please Sir,
can I drink your cum?” she asks meekly.  Well, who on earth would need to
be asked twice?  I settle back on the bed propped up by a pillow, as she
sinks down between my knees and begins the gentlest, most luxurious and wet
sloppy blowjob I think I’ve ever experienced.  I can’t believe my luck as
this pretty angel massages my balls and licks all over my shaft, lingering with
her tongue rimming my glands before drawing me deep into her mouth with the
softness of a pillow.  The warmth, tenderness and overwhelming softness of
the way she squeezes my cock eventually bring me to a protracted and thoroughly
indulgent climax before she proceeds to take both Richard and Greg’s rigid
tools, alternating between them taking turns fucking her face as she continues
to wank them both off with her hands.

Once we’re all finished, the rough personas instantly
disappear and Anna stops being submissive and becomes a charming host, cuddling
with Greg as we chat and laugh about our adventure together.  She has
enjoyed her birthday treat just as much as we all have.  Personally, I’ve
crossed a few boundaries that I didn’t expect to come so naturally and Greg
looks very pleased.

Time now for a cup of tea and a chat about what we might get
up to next time we all meet up…