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"

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.

Can’t Take Her Anywhere

Short story

Over the years, Georgette has developed a real love of sucking cock. And the thing is that she doesn’t care when or where, as long as she gets it. She seemed to need at least three or four cocks a day, besides mine. We go shopping a lot but usually just window-shopping because of our money situation.

Georgette and I were at a mall one day and looking around. We had a little money to spend so we were each going to buy something.

I’m sure that everyone is familiar with the round racks of clothes on the sales floor of most department stores. Some are a little higher than waist high and have clothes hanging on them that goes all the way to the floor.  Well, we were in Penney’s and I was looking at stuff in the men’s department.

Even though Georgette was next to me, the several other guys that were, as usual milling around the department looking at stuff were all discretely checking her out.

Well, I don’t like to brag but Georgette is an absolute knockout with her five foot five inch tall petite body, her shoulder length kind of a strawberry blonde hair that frames her gorgeous face with its perfect alabaster complexion. There isn’t a flaw on it. I’ve seen guys stare all day into her lovely cobalt blue eyes and never get tired of looking at her beauty.

Her breasts are nothing more than average, about a thirty-six C, but like the rest of her they’re perfect too. Her lovely breasts are firm and full, the type that men are always dying to caress, squeeze and of course suck on.

Today she had on her faded Daisy-Duke cut offs and a wife-beater t-shirt, no bra and some sandals.

Sensing their interest, Georgette slowly moved away from me.

Then while we were browsing separately a couple of guys struck up a conversation with her and she pointed me out as her husband. They seemed nervous and were looking for an exit when I came over and said, “Hi.” . “Hi man,” they returned, both still nervous.

Georgette always gets really breathy and hot and her nipples got hard at just the thought of sex and she was in that condition now. Her nipples were shining like headlights. The guy and his friend stared at her and I wondering what was going on.

One tried to change the subject. He said, “I need some swim trunks but I’m not sure what size to get.”

Moving closer to him, Georgette’s hand went to his crotch. When her fingers wrapped around his cock he couldn’t move, he just froze. I could see that she was massaging his cock through his pants. After a couple minutes of fondling she said, “I bet it’s a size eight at least.”

We were near one of those round racks that had stuff hanging to the floor…trench coats I think. When Georgette started to unzip his pants the guy stammered, “What are you doing?”

“I’m going to measure you better,” she said.

“Here in the fucking store?” the guy whispered, red faced. . “Yes, right here,” chimed Georgette as she went down to her knees and backed into the clothes. With his cock still gripped in her hand, she pulled him closer.

So here he was red faced, standing close to the rack his front concealed in the clothes rack. The poor guy was awe struck; he couldn’t believe that Georgette was on her knees with his cock into her mouth.

He was silent, but his eyes were rapidly opening and closing. When they were opened, you could see them rolling in their sockets. I laughed when his friend said, “This is hot man, I can’t believe it’s happening.”

I should have warned them that my wife needed to suck at least one cock every couple of hours or so, but this was too much fun. Shaking my head, I thought to myself, I just couldn’t take her anywhere.

The guy just stood there, knees weak, holding on to the rack for support. Then he got a strange look on his face and it was obvious that he was cumming and that Georgette hidden in the clothes was slurping up his cum.

He was still holding on to the rack and managing to stand up straight when Georgette’s head popped out from between the clothes. With a big smile, she motioned the other guy to her trap.

With a big grin, he rushed forward and took up his position while his friend and I faked talking so as to not attract store personnel.

With remarkable dexterity, she started to unsnap and unzip his jeans so his enormous erection could spring free.

“Oh my god, this one is hung,” uttered Georgette lustful.

He nearly gasped out loud as Georgette started to lovingly kiss the side of his cock.

As he moaned, “Uuuugh,” in sudden pleasure, she started to lick the length of his cock with long strokes, obviously aware of and enjoying, the effect she was having on this stranger.

Her red tongue danced slowly up and down his swollen cock, teasing him, unleashing his passions.

Suddenly, boldly, Georgette encircled the head of his cock with her moist, full lips. The magnitude of the unexpected pleasure seemed to be too much for her new friend to bear. Franticly he thrust wildly with his hips, driving his shaft deep into her mouth.

Then she started working her magic on his cock with her hands and mouth. The guy almost lost his balance several times, but he hung on to the rack and stayed erect. It took over fifteen minutes for Georgette to coax his cum from the treasured cock in her mouth but finally she did, it was all he could do to hold in his moans and groans.

Then one of the salesmen came over. “So what is going on here guys?” he asked suspiciously. He couldn’t see Georgette, even though he was very close to the place where Georgette was down on her knees.

We all smiled, “Oh nothing, just talking.”

“Well, you need to move on okay, no loitering.”

Then he gave a startled look,

“What the hell?” is all he said as he looked down at Georgette lowering his zipper. “What the fuck,” he stammered, “Now, what the fuck?”

We were trying not to laugh too loud but Georgette had managed to get his cock out and was gazing, dreamlike, at his erection.

Slowly, Georgette reached for it and wrapped her fingers around it.

With hypnotic fascination she stroked it lovingly, caressing its length. After a few moments, she withdrew her hand and before he knew what was happening, she slipped his cock into her mouth. We laughed because his cock in her mouth was now keeping him quiet.

We could see him weaken as she took care of his cock.

He finally almost melted when he unloaded into her hot mouth.

Then her head poked out of the clothes, “Come on honey,” she said to me, “You need to do something about that erection too.”

I stepped up and she expertly took care of my hard cock.

And not a minute too soon.  It had been that way for well over the half hour that I’d spent watching these men get relief from her magic mouth.

She finally stood up, her shorts were soaked with her pussy juice and her wife-beater t-shirt was showing her very hard nipples and her face was flushed red from her pleasure.

As she smiled at all the guys, the salesman looked at her, and breathless said, “Damn lady, you’re hot.”

“Then I can come here anytime and shop for cock?” she asked him innocently.

“Sure,” he told her.

“Good, what days do you work?”

He told her and she said, “I’ll be back then, make sure you have lots of customers for me to suck.”

“Lady, half the fucking store employees will be here for you.”

“Great, lets go,” as she took my hand and lead me towards the exit. “I wanna go to Sears now.”   ”Okay Babe,”

As we got to the other end of the mall and we walked into the Sears, we saw immediately that they were having a big sale and that the men’s department was really busy.

Georgette’s eyes literally glazed over with lust at the sight of all those good lucking guys in one place. With a husky voice, she murmured, “See ya later,” as she hurried away towards her quarry.

“Damn,” I thought with a chuckle, “I can’t take you anywhere.”

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…

Sex and the White House

Short Story

Definitions:
First Lady – The wife of the president of the United States

First Man – The husband of the president of the United States

Will, a retired politician and the First Man, was, to put it in the words of the common man, horny. His wife, Helen, the USA’s first female president, was on a trip to Europe, though that didn’t make much difference in Will’s sex life. He seldom got to screw Helen and when he did, it was when she wanted Will to help out on an important political item. If it was a minor thing, the sex was short. If Will climaxed, okay. If he had not yet climaxed in the allotted time she gave, then tough. He would have to finish by himself. If the political item was something very important, then their sex was long, lasting until Will’s sexual needs were fully satisfied. Little did the American public know how much of their lives were affected by the allocated sex in The White House. Although many women were breathless at the dream of having Will’s lips part their lips and Will’s cock part their vagina lips, between Helen’s watchful eye and the public’s eye, Will just didn’t get as many opportunities for good hard core sex as he longed for.

The sky was blue and the sun shinning brightly on the mid-autumn day when Will looked out of the window of The White House on Pennsylvania Avenue in Washington DC. There were tourists, diplomats and business people of all nationalities walking on the streets. He focused on some of the women. Ah. Pretty faces. Nice bodies. Firm breasts, long legs, small waists and rounded hips. Many were young female interns working in DC on an assignment. Which females liked to fuck? He imagined them naked and became even hornier. He needed a way to secretly get at least one of them into his bedroom. If he was just a normal business man, he was sure he could meet one of the women in a bar and seduce her. Earlier in his life it was like that. Now, sometimes masturbation was the only option for the horny Will. Other times, being very discreet, he was able to arrange to have sexual relations with some woman who happened to make it known to him that she was available. He even was able to have sex with some famous beautiful woman who needed to be as discreet as he was. But lately there was a sexual drought. He needed a woman to satisfy his sexual needs.

Today Will’s mind and cock burned with extra desire. He wanted to fuck and he wanted it to be good. Not just any woman was enough. He wanted a young wild female. Two young wild females would be even better. In Will’s case, his two favorite female friends were named Britannia Cheers and London Marriott. They were two well known girls from California who liked to party. Fame was their middle name. They were often on the covers of magazines in sexy poses. Will was anxious for them to do a little partying just with him. He had been able to have the opportunity to socialize with them in public them and talk dirty with each of them in private but he never had had the chance to slip his cock into either one of them. Alone in his bedroom he sometimes masturbated looking at their sexy pictures and thinking about having sex with one of them. He wanted to have real sex with both of them now. The image of both of them in his bed, naked and with their legs spread for him was almost more than he could bear. His cock was stiff and uncomfortable in his pants. In his heightened state of desire, caution was becoming not a factor. He wondered if by some great luck they could both come to him. Even just either one of them would be good. To fuck Britannia and/or London would be a thrill, and with his wife out of the country he decided to take a chance. Helen had said if he ever got caught again, she would never have sex with him again. Well, if that happened, he would cross that bridge when he came to it. He needed a pussy now and he had two pussys in mind.

Will dialed a number. A woman answered. “Hello?”

“Hi. I’m calling for Britannia. May I talk to her? Tell her that her friend from Washington is calling on official business.”

“May I have your last name, please?” the woman’s voice answered.

“Clifton. This is Will Clifton calling from The White House.”

“Oh, hello Mr. Clifton. Just a minute.” There was a half minute pause.

“Hello,” came the excited youthful voice.

Will held the telephone in one hand and his cock in the other. “Hi Britannia. This is Will. How are you doing?”

“Hi Will. I’m doing great. Glad to hear from you Will. It’s been while. Too long as a matter of fact.”

There were several minutes of greetings and chit-chat. Then Britannia said, “What can I do for you Will?”

“I would like to see you in DC soon. Are you available?”

“I’ll try to make myself available. Where are we going to met?”

“I was thinking in one of the hotels,” Will said.

“I want to see you in The White House. We’ve never been together in The White House. I think it would be, ah, very erotic there. I want to be in the same bed where Jack Kennedy made love to Marilyn Monroe. I think that would be so hot. Can we do that? Is Helen there now?”

“Helen is in Europe for a few days so we can do it here.”

A discussion followed. Britannia said that she would adjust her schedule and fly to Washington the next afternoon. A whole day to wait seemed like a long time in his horny state but to fuck Britannia it would be worth the wait.

Then Will called another number. A sexy female voice answered.

“Hello Will.”

“Hi, London. I see that you have caller ID on your phone.” Just hearing London’s sexy voice made his cock give a surge. He gave it a squeeze.

“Yes, Will. It’s so exciting to hear from you again. What can I do for you?”

“I’m organizing a little celebration. Can you come to The White House tomorrow? Brit’s going to be here.”

“Oh, goody. I like celebrations. I need to check my schedule though to make sure I can get away. What are you celebrating?”

“Uh, tomorrow is United Nations Day. I’m hoping we can get united.”

“Oh, Will. I would love getting united with you. Where is Helen?”

“Helen is in Europe.”

“Oh, that’s good. It’s has to be top secret business, Will. Do you have the security set up?”

“I’ll make sure only trusted people know that you are here.”

London checked and also made some changes in her schedule to make the trip. She would be landing at the airport at about the same time as Britannia and they would ride a special limousine to The White House.

The next day Will made arrangements for the security at The White House to give top secret entry and protection for the two women arriving in the limo. The instructions were to keep the women hidden from view of the public and personnel working at The White House.

In the early evening of the next day, Will’s phone rang. The caller ID showed that it was Britannia.

“Hello, Brit. What’s up?” said the First Man.

“We’re almost there. Is everything under control and set up?”

“Yes,” Will said. “You will be hidden from view of everybody. I’ll be waiting for you.”

“Great. We’re hot and wet for you Will. We’re ready for a good time.”

When the limo with the dark glass arrived it was directed to a security entrance and driven into the basement after a brief security check. On arrival in the basement only Will was there as the driver opened the door. Britannia spread her legs apart to put a leg out on the curb. Her skirt went well up on her thigh and Will took in the full view. She stepped out and was given a small welcome hug by Will. Then the other door opened and Will also gently hugged the woman who got out. Greetings were made. Will said to Britannia, “I see you’ve not worn any panties.”

“Of course not. I was hoping you would notice. Does Helen do that for you?”

“Never in a million years,” Will said.

Will turned to London and lifted the hem on the skirt of her dress. The neckline slit of the girlish little blue dress was to her waist. The roundness of her breasts showed in the gap. The short skirt was pleated at the waist and fluttered in the slightest breeze. “And you. Do you have my favorites on today?” Will asked her.

London twirled to make the skirt flare out and show a peek at her black thong. She answered, “Yes, if you still like black. What do you think?”

“Great! Nice ass and I can’t wait to see more,” Will said.

“The better to make you happy with, Will,” she answered.

Britannia asked, “Is Helen still away?”

“No problem. I saw her on the news just a few minutes ago. She is in Belgium at this very minute.”

As Will and the girls talked, the luggage was loaded onto a cart to be delivered upstairs. Once when they were upstairs and the luggage was delivered the three of them were all alone. Will gave each one of them an affectionate hug and kisses on the lips. Since Britannia was much shorter than Will, he lifted her off her feet and held her up by wrapping his hand under her hips with his middle finger on her slit. When he hugged and kissed London he slipped a hand under her skirt and rubbed his hand under her tiny thong while the other hand slipped into her plunging neckline and fondled a breast. While Will was kissing and hugging London, Britannia took the opportunity to run her hand up the inner thigh of Will’s leg until she could feel the soft organs in his boxer shorts. Through the material she felt the shaft that she was eagerly wanting to feel in full excitement.

“I’m sure that you girls are a little tired from your travel. I’ve ordered meals to be delivered in a half an hour. We can relax, eat and then get down to business.”

London said in a slightly disappointed voice, “I am hungry but I want a mouthful for an appetizer.”

“Me too,” said Britannia. “I want to see what you have to serve us. We both have a hunger that needs satisfied.” Still holding onto Will’s leg, she lowered herself to her knees. She unzipped Will’s pants and put her hand in the fly. She fumbled her way around and then withdrew her hand holding Will’s cock. “Well, look what the chef has for us.”

London got on her knees on the other side of Will. Brit squeezed the cock a couple times and then licked the tip several times. London nudged up to Brit’s cheek wanting a turn. Brit let her. While Brit held the cock, London licked all around the head and tickled at the opening. As she opened her mouth slightly, Brit gave a squeeze and Will thrust forward to shove the cock into London’s mouth. London worked her lips back and for on the hardening cock as Brit stroked the base of it.

“Hmmmm, what a meal” said London.

As Will enjoyed the attention given to his cock he ran his fingers through the girls’ hair. The girls took turns teasing and sucking the now very rigid cock. When they each sucked they let Will shove the large head into their throat as they opened wide for him. Sometimes they would both just lick from each side. The horny Will let the girls play as he got less and less able to control his excitement. London happened to have the cock in her mouth when Will increased the speed and intensity of his thrusts. Brit wanted to have her turn but it was too late. With a deep thrust Will unloaded a big stream of cum into London’s throat. The fluid flooded her and she drew back. Britannia took the opportunity to pull the cock from London so that she could get some of the cum. Her timing was such just as the head came out of London’s mouth, Will unloaded another large stream that covered London’s face from her mouth to the hair on her forehead. Brit was able to get the tip of the cock into her mouth as Will thrust and the third and largest stream came. It filled her mouth as the cock slid over her tongue. The tanginess of the hot liquid sparked her taste senses. She opened her jaw wide and let the head slide into her throat as the fourth stream came. The contractions of the cock were coming fast and furious now. The hot fluid filled and tingled Brit’s mouth and throat. Several more burst of the cum went into her mouth and throat as she slid her lips and sucked on the bursting cock. When Will had finished, Brit saw that London’s face was covered in a web of the cum. Brit licked cum from London’s face.

“Don’t get that on your clothes,” Will said.

The girls were too busy to grasp his words. London took Brit’s face in her hands and kissed her on the lips. She ran her tongue in to Brit’s mouth and ran it over the cum covered tongue and inside cheeks. As she kissed she sucked the cum from Brit’s mouth. Brit licked some more cum from London’s face and then London sucked it from Brit’s mouth. When London’s face was clear of any more cum, except for what still clung to her hair, the two girls kissed and took turns sucking hard on each others tongue. After trading a few more sucks on Will’s limp cock and some more kissing, the two girls stood up and kissed Will’s lips. He had London’s breast in his hand and was getting ready to suck the nipple when the bell rang indicating that the meals were ready and being delivered.

They could have eaten in a private dining room but instead he had the food sat on a coffee table. Will sat on the floor and the girls sat on a sofa. As they ate, Will had a nice view up each girl’s short skirts. Neither girl needed reminding as they each free spread their knees to show their intimate well known secrets. It looked accidental, but it wasn’t really an accident that each girl had a breast occasionally protruded from the low neckline revealing a perky nipple.

By the time the meal was done, Will was aroused again. He took the girls into his bedroom.

Britannia said, “Wow. Is this the same bed where JFK fucked Marilyn Monroe?”

Will said, “Maybe not the same bed since some of the furniture has been changed but it is probably the same room.”

“Wow, this is so cool. I’d like to have been in that bed and have sex with both of them. I’m a lot like Marilyn. She had bigger tits and was more famous in movies but I’m just as famous overall as she ever was. I bet I can fuck better than she ever could, too.”

“Maybe so. I met Jack but I never met Marilyn. I’d like to have fucked her.”

“Hah,” said London. “You were doing it with high school girls back then.”

“That was practice. Practice makes perfect,” Will said.

“I bet your fucking is damn near perfect,” Brit said.

“Are you saying I’ve been doing a lot of practicing? Not enough lately, honey. Anyhow, let me show you what I can do,” Will said.

“Hmmm. Okay. This should be cool – fucking the husband of the president of the United States! Let us undress you,” Britannia suggested. Will agreed and soon the girls were removing the last of his clothing. Will stood there naked with his cock sticking straight forward while the girls admired his tall body. Will got on the bed, stark naked. The girls started playing with his still hardening cock. London got on the bed with her rear towards Will’s face. He pulled the black thong off to reveal her slightly tanned ass and pussy. While on her hands and knees, she spread herself to show the pink entrance to her pussy. Will’s cock was straight and hard now. Britannia took it in her hands and held it to her mouth. “This is my microphone,” she said and began singing a song. “He’ll be cumming ‘round the mountain when he cums,” she sang and went on to sing the whole verse. “Now for the second verse. He’ll be driving six big inches when he cums…”

“Ahh, it’s more than six inches already, Brit,” Will said.

“I meant six inches around, Will,” Britannia said.

Will laughed and said, “If anyone can make its circumference that size, it would be you two girls. By the way, did you know that the knight with the biggest dick at King Arthur’s round table was Sir Cumference?”

They were all laughing and having fun. London said to Britannia, “That song you sang will never be one of your hits. Besides, that isn’t a microphone, Brit. That’s a dicktaphone. Give it some dicktation.”

“Do you mean like this?” Britannia said as she put her lips around the bulging head of the cock.

“Exactly,” London answered as Will agreed with a moan and a thrust of his hips.

“You girls are in a happy mood,” Will said.

“You make us happy. We hope you make us even happier with this thingy here,” London said while giving the cock a shake. “Does this make you happy?” she said as she lay on her back, her knees apart while holding the lips open around her moist pussy.

“Man, I could never be happier!” Will exclaimed.

The girls did not undress anymore but without bras and panties, the areas that had Will’s attention didn’t leave anything to the imagination. Will’s bare cock pulsed with desire. Britannia stroked the cock until it was firm up against his belly. She got astraddle his hips and as London held the cock up, Brit lowered herself. She went down, down, down while the shaft in her went up, up, up. She felt her skin get pushed in by the dry skin of Will’s cock. She raised and lowered herself slowly so that the both of them could soak up the stimulation and spread the lubrication. Soon Will was bucking his body and Brit rode him like a rider on a wild horse. Her breasts were bouncing wildly, no longer more or less contained in the deep plunging neckline. Will pulled the tie for the bow that held her top on. The bow came untied and her front came all exposed. As she bounced up and down she shed the top completely. While riding the humping cock she had to hold her breasts to avoid the discomfort of them being jerked around. Will lifted her little skirt so he could see his rod come almost all the way out and then drill into her until it was all out of sight. Each time the shaft buried into her she let out a gasp.

“Oh, golly. Oh. Oh. Oh,” was her cry as Will held her body tight on his cock and fucked her.

Will went “Uh! Uh! Uh!” with each powerful shove.

London watched the action and played with various parts of Will’s body. She removed her dress so that she and Will could freely play with her nipples. Unable to wait any longer for her turn on the cock, she spread her knees on each side of Will’s shoulders and settled her pussy down on Will face. Will licked at the wide open vestibule of love. London gave an appreciative “ah” when she felt his tongue slide up into her. She held her position while Will continued to run his tongue around her pink pussy and clit. Her body shuttered as he took the clit in his mouth and sucked on it in time with thrust of his cock into Brit.

As London’s arousal heightened she felt a strong need to be hugged. She had positioned herself such that her back was toward Brit as she was on Will’s face. She turned around such that she was still spread on Will’s face but so she could face Britannia. As Will continued to tease and suck London’s wide open labia and fuck Brit with his tightly stretched cock, the two girls leaned toward each other and began kissing and groping each other’s breasts. They took turns sucking each other’s tongue which heightened the arousal of each. They cried with pleasure with Will doing his magic in and around their pussys and with the hugs and kisses they were giving each other. They reached closer and closer to their sexual climax. First an orgasm overcame London and then Britannia. London’s fluids covered Will’s face and ran down his cheeks. Brit’s body pulsated on Will’s cock as she pressed her body as hard as she could down on his thrusting pelvis. The tension release in her body made her toes tightly curl, her head bent back and she screamed as her orgasm overwhelmed her.

The girls were exhausted after their orgasms had drained them. They lay down on each side of Will’s nude body. Will was breathing hard too. Fucking Britannia while she was on top took a lot of his energy. Fortunately she was small and he had been able to keep the action going during the girl’s wild orgasms.

Will’s cock though was still begging for its fair share of pleasure and release. Will reached over, raised London’s skirt up to her belly and spread her bare legs. She gladly obliged, making the vestibule easily available to him. He then mounted on top of her and easily slid his hard cock into her very wet pussy. Renewed with desire she wrapped her legs around him. With the help of her hands she got her feet crossed near Will’s shoulder blades. The sharp bend in her body enabled Will to get maximum penetration into her body. He began thrusting hard into her that brought his body hard in touch with her clitoris. There was barely enough room in her for the full penetration from the man who was much larger than she was. At each deep thrust she gasped a pleasurable “Oh!”

Britannia had been holding in the cum that Will had dumped into her. Not wanting to be left out of the new action, she got astraddle London’s face with her back toward Will. Will laid his head on Britannia’s back will he humped London. The cum started oozing out of Britannia’s pussy. London opened her mouth and swallowed the cum as it dribbled out. Some ran down Brit’s leg and London licked the cum and then Brit’s clit. As Will continued banging London she ran her tongue into Brit’s cunt to suck out the juices. This really turned both of them on. The girls each had an orgasm and then Will climaxed again. He filled London’s insides until there was no more cum to come.

London and Britannia then switched positions. Brit lay on her back with London and her cunt filled with cum covered Brit’s face. Will took a little break while Brit let the cum from London’s pussy drip into her mouth. She swallowed every drop until it quit dripping. Then she licked cum from London’s thigh and cunt, just has London had done to her earlier. It was a big turn on again for the girls and the each had yet another orgasm. As Will saw Britannia become highly excited, he got another hard on. He slipped into her just as she started her orgasm. After the orgasm Will continued slowly fucking Britannia. London turned around to face Will as Brit continued sucking London’s clit. Will sucked London’s tits as he humped Brit. He climaxed again putting his load into Brit.

The girls traded positions yet again so London could again let the cum dribble into her mouth.

Each time Will fucked one of the girls and ejaculated into her, the amount of cum was less than before. The girls had kept trading positions to drink the cum from the other girl while will fucked and filled the girl on the bottom. Finally Will had no more cum left. His balls and cock ached from the repeated climaxes. The near non-stop fucking had worn his whole body out too. After the final weak climax he rolled over exhausted gulping for air and trying to ignore the pain in his balls.

The girls though, still had sexual energy to burn. Will could only watch as the girls continued their love-making. London was lying on the bed next to Will. “Lay on me and put your cunt on mine,” said London to Britannia as London spread her legs wide. Brit positioned herself between London’s legs such that their enlarged clits were rubbing against each other. Slowly at first and then harder they moved their bodies so that the wet clits slid across each other. The girls pressed their pelvises together and the clits throbbed with excitement. The exhausted Will could only watch as the girls used their remaining sexual energy. Britannia’s little hips rotated as her clit circled on London’s spread vulva. They each knew the exact feminine feeling the other had, as only a girl on a girl could know. Each knew how to maximize their mutual sexual feelings. As they rubbed clits, they also rubbed their breasts and deeply kissed and hugged each other. They climaxed nearly together pressing their clits painfully harder against each other in pulsating spasms that spread through their whole bodies as the cum from their pussys mixed. They moaned showing their pleasure to each other. The moans were often interrupted by squeals of delight as a particularly strong feeling of pleasure pierced their bodies. Good things must come (or cum) to an end as it did to the naked girls with their bodies entwined. They then lay exhausted and breathing hard with the First Man on the bed.

From a nearby room was the sound of a TV. There were several TVs each tuned to a different network or news channel. The sound was turned up on one channel. The broadcaster’s voice said, “President Clifton has returned from Europe a day earlier than planned. She will be at The White House tonight and leave early tomorrow to visit the north central Texas area that has endured tremendous rains and flooding during the last four days.”

Will sat up. “Helen is back in the US! She might be here soon. Get dressed girls.” They searched around the bed and eventually they got their clothing. The three quickly got dressed. Will called the limo driver. The girls combed their hair and tried to look “normal”.

Within five minutes the girls were heading out for the limo. As they were going out the door Britannia said to London, “Shit. I feel cum still running down both my thighs.”

“Me too,” said London. She looked down at the skirt of her blue dress and held out the skirt that had blown between her legs. “Damn, I got a big spot of cum on my dress.”

Will watched from the window as the limo pulled away. He turned and saw on the TV a live video of Helen arriving at The White House. He saw the bed in the bedroom and started trying to think of a story to explain the messed up covers. Harder to explain would be the tiny black thong lying on the floor on the other side of the bed.

Quick Flash

Short story

Last night was…amazing.

I’m just going to write everything down in this email because I want to record
it, but at the same time I had to share with someone just how amazing last
night was.

I think part of the reason why it was so amazing was due to the fact that it
was so spontaneous. We were just sitting there talking and then it all
just…happened.


Last night we invited Sean over for dinner. I don’t think you’ve met Sean
before. He is that neighbor who is a floor down from us. He moved to New York a
few years ago and he is trying to get into the financial industry. I think he
moved here from Kansas or something like that. I don’t really remember.

Sean is a big guy. He is taller than Adam by an inch or two and has really wide
shoulders. Once we asked him to help move some furniture upstairs and he
grabbed it like it was a toy and carried it up. It is like he is a
sophisticated farm boy. Strong, muscular, intelligent, and getting into banking.
He has brown hair and eyes. He doesn’t have the looks of a model or anything,
but he is attractive.

We’ve had Sean over before. Adam started a conversation with Sean in the lobby
one morning. It turns out they both like football and since Sean is fairly new
in town, Adam invited him over to watch the game that weekend. Sean is very,
very sweet, kind, generous and intelligent and the three of us get along very
well. I see why Sean and Adam get along so well as they are two peas from the
same pod.

It is too bad that you are married to Mr. Boring or I would TOTALLY set you up
with Sean. He is actually your type.

Speaking of sweet, Adam has been extra attentive this week. As you know, it was
our anniversary on Monday and Adam declared the entire week was my
“Anniversary week” and he has been spoiling me rotten.

So Sean comes over and he is dressed casual like we were. Everyone was wearing
jeans and I had on that cute blue blouse. I think you bought the same one in
white? Adam and Sean were wearing button down shirts. Adam’s was also blue
because he said he wanted to match what I was wearing, but Sean’s shirt was
kind of…ugly. Oh well, we will let it slide since he is single.

Anyway, Sean arrived and then we received the call that the food was ready so
Adam went downstairs to pick up the food. We ordered from my favorite little
restaurant that is around the corner. Do you remember the place that we went to
last time you were in town? I supposed it doesn’t matter. What does matter is
that while we waited for Adam I offered Sean a glass of red wine. He said he
normally didn’t drink wine and he usually has beer, but he would give it a try.
I offered to have Adam pick up some beer but after a sip of the win, Sean
politely declined, saying he enjoyed the wine more than he expected.

We had a few glasses as talked about New York and all the things we were both
trying to accomplish.

– OH! I got a promotion! I’ll tell you about that later. It is far more boring
than what happened last night and I don’t want to forget any details so I’ll
tell you about that in another email –

Sean said he was slowly working his way up the ladder but he didn’t know if New
York was for him, yada, yada, yada.

Adam came back with the food and I was grateful because I hadn’t eaten much all
day and I was already started to feel a little buzz from the wine. I think Sean
was also feeling a little more relaxed because he jokingly kissed Adam on the
cheek when he returned with the food.

My sexy husband just smiled and laughed it off, just like he always does when
one of his friends does something that makes him uncomfortable.

Well, my favorite restaurant let me down. They forgot one of our orders so we
only had food for two instead of three. Sean was very sweet and he offered to
go grab something so we could enjoy my favorite meal but we insisted he stay
and we just split up the food between the three of us. It was enough food to
satisfy our hunger but it wasn’t a huge portion. I only point it out because we
were still drinking and I think the lack of food sent us all over the edge a
little faster than it normally would have.

So we are sitting there at the table after dinner, talking and enjoying wine
and Adam gets up and lights the candles that were on the table and turns off
the lights. He then lit a few more candles around the room and said it was his
wife’s anniversary week and he wanted to make the room look romantic for me.

I had no idea that everything was going to change once the candles were lit.

We sat there enjoying our wine and everyone was getting tipsy. No one really
cared since Sean only had to walk a few flights downstairs to get to his
apartment.

Once the lights went out, the talk started to get more sexual. Adam picked up
the banana that was on the table, and while he was being silly, he jokingly
said he wanted to use it on me later that night. We were laughing and giggling
about how silly it would be to have sex with fruit. I then said, “Everyone
knows, vegetables make MUCH better lovers!” and we all laughed so, so
hard.

Sean then suggested we play a game to get to know each other better. The game
was that you could ask anyone at the table one question and they had to
answer it. Once the question was answered, the person that answered would now
became the questioner. They could then ask the other two any question that they
desired.

It started off innocently enough. How old were you when you were first kissed?
How many brothers and sisters do you have? Do you like your boss? What is the
craziest prank you ever pulled? We were asking questions and answering and
laughing hysterically at the silly stories we all had to tell.

And then, Sean looked across the table at me. His look told me the questions
were about to change.

Sean asked if I had ever kissed a woman. I admitted that I had and that I
enjoyed it. (I didn’t tell them it was you.)

I then asked Sean if he had ever kissed another man. He said, “No
way!”

Sean then looked at Adam and said, “May I give your wife a kiss, to
celebrate your anniversary? I mean, it’s really not fair that she has sitting
across from me looking gorgeous all night and I don’t get one little
kiss.” I couldn’t believe it! While Sean is very attractive, I had never
imagined me kissing him! At the same time I know Adam is not a jealous person
but how often does a man ask your husband to kiss you?!?

Adam sat there for a moment, took a sip of his wine, looked at me, smiled slyly
and said, “Yes.”

I was shocked!

Sean walked over to me and gave me a kiss! On the lips! In front of my husband!
He has soft lips and it was a very sensual kiss. Kissing another man in front
of my husband made me blush! I looked at Adam after and he just sat there,
smiling. I was afraid he was going to be mad, but it actually looked like he
was enjoying it!

It was Adam’s turn to ask a question. He put his arms on the table, leaned
forwarding and asked me, “Have you ever licked a woman’s pussy?”

He knows that I’ve been intimate with a woman, so I think he just wanted me to
tell the story in front of Sean. I again admitted that I had (I didn’t say it
was you!) and then I told them that i enjoyed it very much and I hoped one day
that I would be able to do it again. (Which reminds me, when are you coming
back to New York?)

Now it was my turn to ask a question. I was still hot and blushing from that
kiss so I was trying to think of a question that would get Adam back. I decided
to test the waters a little.

“Can Sean touch my breasts, over my shirt?” If he wanted to play the game, I
figured, let’s play. I was fully expecting him to say, “NO!” Instead, he just
stared me in the eyes, smiled, and said, “Yes.”

He called my bluff.

Sean had this look on his face like he had just won the lottery or something.
He got up from the table, walked around behind me and softly and tenderly
massaged my breasts.

My nipples were rock hard before he even touched me. His hands were warm and
strong and they massaged my 36 C’s wonderfully. It was so fucking sexy to have
another man touch my breasts while my husband watched and looked me in the
eyes.

I took a quick look down and I have to admin, my cleavage looked gorgeous as he
massaged my breasts together. I’m sure Sean was looking down and enjoying the
awesome view. Eventually, Sean stopped and went back to his chair and sat down.
“I really, really love this game,” he said softly. Adam laughed and patted him
roughly on the shoulder. I crossed my legs, trying to hide how wet I already
was.

I said to Adam in a flirty tone, “It’s your turn to ask a question.”

The game was between us and Sean was quickly becoming our pawn.

He looked down for a moment and thought, and then he slowly nodded his head. It
was as if he was having a discussion with himself.

He sat back in his chair, and put his right foot on his knee and kinda leaned
back the way he does when he is about to watch a game or a movie.

“Will you suck on Sean’s cock for three minutes while I watch?”

OH. MY. GOD!!!

I don’t know whose eyes went wider, mine or Sean’s. Sean and I looked at each
other and I then we looked at Adam. Adam sat there confidently, waiting for my
answer…and for the show to begin.

I know my husband has always had these ideas about me being with another man.
We’ve talked about it before but they were always fantasies. I never expected
anything to come of it. Adam adores me and I know it wouldn’t change our
relationship, but now that it was happening and I didn’t know if I should be
freaked out or if I should just enjoy it. Well, the wine answered for me.

“Yes.”

I slowly uncrossed my legs and stood up from my seat. My heart was pounding in
my ears and I could feel my soaked panties as I slowly walked over to Sean.

Adam slid his chair toward Sean to get a better view.

Slowly, I got down on my knees in between Sean’s legs, and watched as he
unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped them. He then leaned back and shifted his
hips toward me. Even drunk he knew that it was best for the woman to take the
next step. I pulled the waistband to his boxers and reached in. My soft
fingertips quickly found his hot, soft flesh. I grabbed his semi-erect cock
with my hand and I pulled it out.

I looked over at Adam as I slowly started to stroke another man’s cock. Adam
smiled, nodded, and with his eyes told me it would be OK. He raised his wrist.
“The three minutes doesn’t start until you put it in your mouth,” he said as he
looked at his watch.

First, I looked up at Sean and he just watched me and waited. With all eyes on
me, I leaned forward.

Softly, I kissed the tip of Sean’s cock several times. I could feel it quickly
growing in my hand and I wanted to feel it growing in my mouth instead, so I
opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around his cock. I sucked on him with long,
slow strokes, just like I do to my husband. Within seconds, I could feel him
growing in my mouth until he was rock hard.

Sean let out a moan and I could feel his ass tighten as he gave a small thrust,
wanting to be as deep as possible into my hot, wet mouth.

I shifted to my right just a little, and then while I continued to suck on
Sean, I looked over at my husband. I stared him in the eye as another man’s
cock slid back and forth over my tongue.

My clit was throbbing. I was aching to be touched.

As Adam watched he grabbed his own cock and softly massaged himself over his
jeans. The bulge in his pants was huge. It was so fucking hot to see how turned
on my husband was as he watched me, his wife, suck on another man’s cock.

I turned toward Sean and really started to suck hard and fast. I wanted to give
Adam the best show I could.

“Time’s up,” Adam said softly. I quickly turned to my left and whimpered. I
wanted more. He was smiling and pointing at his watch. I don’t know who was
more frustrated at that moment, me or Sean.

Adam held out his hand to help me to stand up. I did so slowly and then walked
back to my seat, somewhat dizzy. Sean didn’t even bother to put his erect dick
away. As I sat down his hard shaft was just there, fully erect, taunting me,
begging for me to return and finish the job.

“It’s your turn to ask a question,” Adam said softly as he stared at me.

I wiped off my mouth and pushed my hair out of my face and then looked at him.

“I want you to kiss Sean, just like you would kiss me.”

It wasn’t really a question, it was more of a demand. I wasn’t trying to be
aggressive, but I really wanted it to happen.

Again, Sean’s eyes went wide.

“For how long?” Adam asked.

“Four minutes.”

Adam looked and Sean and gave him a look as if to say, “Will you?”

Sean reached for his glass of wine, and chugged the last half. He set the glass
down on the cable and said, “I’m as straight as they come, but this is fucking
hot. I’ll try it for her,” he said as he pointed at me, “After all, it is
her anniversary week.” His cock still glistened with my saliva.

Adam chugged the last of his wine as well. “Put your dick away. No sword play.”

Sean put his cock back in his pants and they both stood up. They were very
awkward as I could tell they didn’t really want to do it, which made it hotter
for me knowing that they were only doing it for me.

Sean finally closed his eyes and said, “Do it when you’re ready.”

I unbuttoned my pants and slid my hand down my pants and softly started to rub
my clit over my panties. This was the hottest thing I had ever seen and I
couldn’t help myself. I had to touch myself.

Adam closed his eyes and leaned forward and their lips touched. Neither one
really moved. It was almost as if they were waiting for the other to take the
lead. Then, at the same time, they kissed each other softly.

OH. MY. GOD.

You have to get your husband to do this. No, never mind. You’re
husband isn’t sexy enough. (Sorry.) You have to come over and watch
my husband do this.

Watching your husband kiss another man is so, so hot. It’s dirty and taboo and
sexy and I’m so, so wet even as I write this as I think of Adam kissing another
man’s lips. I can barely think, much less type.

The two of them embraced each other and they started to kiss a little more,
trying to feel each other out. And then I saw it. I saw them kiss with their
tongues. I nearly came.

I slide my hand into my panties and I started to massage my aching clit as my
husband’s tongue slid over Sean’s. When I saw my husbands moaned, I slid a
finger into my pussy. I watched the two of them kiss slowly, tenderly, and
passionately.

When Adam put his hand behind Sean’s head, I let out a moan. I was aching to be
fucked hard and fast after watching all of this. I let out another moan when I
looked down and saw both of their cocks were bulging in their pants.

Then, the two of them stepped back and Sean exhaled and said, “That was about
four minutes, don’t you think?” I think they were both embarrassed that they
liked it.

They both looked over at me and I could stop fingering myself.

Adam said, “It’s my turn to ask a question,” and he walked over to me and
walked around to my right. He grabbed my hand and softly pulled it out of my
pants and held my hand in the air. “Sean, will you suck my wife’s pussy juice
off of her fingers?”

Sean walked over to my left, softly grabbed my hand and placed my fingers in
his mouth. His tongue slid over and around each finger and he sensually sucked
on each one. He moaned as the taste of me caressed his taste buds.

I turned to my right to face my husband and we kissed sensually. I could taste
Sean’s wine on Adam’s tongue and I thought I was going to cum instantly. While
Adam’s tongue slid over my tongue, Sean’s tongue slid over my fingers.

Sean stopped and said, “It’s my turn to ask a question. Can I lick your wife’s
sweet pussy as she sucks on your big, hard cock?”

Adam didn’t answer. He just walked over to the table and with his arm, swiped
everything that was on the table onto the floor with a huge crash! He then
walked behind me and grabbed me under my arms, and Sean grabbed my legs. The
two of them lifted me up onto the table and placed me down and then they paused
and looked at me, panting. My legs were bent and spread with my heels on the
edge of the table. I arched my back, whimpered, and started to pull at my
clothes. My two sexy men pounced on me and started to undress me furiously. I
loved having four hands grab and pull on me all at once. Adam ripped open my
blouse and the buttons went flying everywhere. Sean unbuttoned and unzipped my
jeans and pulled down my jeans and panties off together and I saw them fly them
across the room. Adam didn’t unclasp my bra, he just pulled it up and over my
head and that went flying too. Within three seconds I was completely nude,
laying on the kitchen table with my legs spread, writhing and waiting to be
touched more.

It only took another three seconds for both of them to be nude too. I watched
Sean’s face come between my legs and then Adam turned my face toward him.

Sean’s lips kissed my pussy lips at the same time my lips wrapped around Adam’s
hot cock. And the;l;saKLFN/ ;aks;falsdnf;a,mds,./‘

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OH! MY! GOD! FUCK!

I just had a very, very intense orgasm as I was typing this. I wasn’t even
touching my pussy! Holy shit, I’m so dizzy and I can only hear a ringing in my
ears.

SHIT! I’m an hour late for work! Do you want me to finish this in another
email?


YES! YES! YES! Continue!

You’re such a tease! I’m sitting here with my pussy all wet and you have to
leave for work? You should have called in sick and CALLED ME to tell me every
detail! Now I’m sitting at my desk and I may just have to go to the restroom
and get some relief!

I was planning to come to New York in June, but after reading your email, I’m
trying to find a flight for next week. Maybe the four of us can have some fun?
(I know I’m married but I haven’t had sex in TWO YEARS!)


From: Adam &
Jennifer Quick

Sent: April
12, 2013 10:42 AM

To: Katherine

Subject: Re:
Last Night Was AMAZING!

Yes, next week would be just fine. I’m sure after last night, Adam and Sean
would be into just about anything. Two years? That is insane.

Let’s see, where did I leave off…

So Adam and Sean had just lifted me onto the table and ripped off all my
clothes. It is was so hot and sexy to have four hands on me, undressing me so
quickly. As soon as they had undressed, they just kinda stood there, taking me
all in. It’s like they were standing in front of a buffet and they didn’t know
where to begin. Then, all of a sudden they both dove in to devour me!

I saw Sean’s face headed toward my pussy and Adam moved my face to the side. As
soon as Adam’s cock slid into my mouth, Sean’s tongue slid over my slit. I
moaned loudly.

It was all so surreal. When Adam suggested we invite Sean for dinner, I had no
idea I was going to become dessert. I’m still having a hard time processing it
all. I’m just going to do my best to write down all the details for you.

Sean knows how to lick a pussy. He never rushed, even though we were all losing
our minds with lust. He licked and kissed softly from my left thigh to my slit,
and then he went back and softly kissed and licked and nibbled from my right
thigh to my slit. He was teasing me and it was driving me crazy.

The entire time, Adam just slowly slid his hot, hard cock in and out of my
mouth. He tenderly moved my hair away from my face so he could watch himself
disappear into my mouth. I looked up at Adam and he was watching Sean lick me.

Oh God…my panties are already soaked and I’ve only written a few paragraphs.
Thankfully my boss called in sick today. Hopefully no one else will come in
here because I know I’m flushed.

Sean slid his tongue into my slit and licked all the way up and then very, very
softly licked my clit. I moaned loudly with Adam’s cock in my mouth. I started
to suck on him faster and harder. I was really trying to take my time but there
was no way. It is SO hard to suck on a cock slowly when there is a hot tongue
on your clit.

Sean continued to softly lick and suck on my clit, getting progressively more
aggressive. My legs were starting to twitch whenever his tongue flicked my
clit, which was becoming more often. I couldn’t suck on Adam at this point. I grabbed
his hot shaft and tried my best to stroke him while I was writhing around on
the table.

I looked up at Adam with desperation in my eyes. “Adam, will you please put
Sean’s cock into your wife?”

The look Adam gave me was…hard to describe. Lust, pleasure, fantasy come true?
He just gave me this look and then leaned over and kissed me in a very, very
passionate, intense way.

“Yes my love. I want you to know I love you with all my heart.”

Sean finally stopped licking my pussy and he stood up. He hooked my thighs with
his strong arms and pulled me down to the edge of the table. He then positioned
himself in front of me. I sat up and rested on my elbows. I wanted to see.

Adam walked over to Sean and without looking at each other, he put his right
hand on my thigh and pulled my leg to spread my legs further apart, and with
his left hand he grabbed Sean’s rock hard cock and guided it toward my pussy.

Sean thrust forward a little and Adam moved his cock up and down against my
slit to get the tip of Sean’s raging hard on wet, and then Adam placed Sean at
the opening of my pussy. He then reach around and pushed Sean’s lower back to
push him into me.

HOLY. FUCK.

Having your husband shove another man into you is…fucking sexy.

I was so wet that Sean penetrated me and slowly filled me with one long, slow
thrust.

My toes curled. I only remember because Adam started to kiss my toes as Sean
started to slide in and out of me.

As you know, every man has a different rhythm and a different style when they
fuck you. Because Adam is my husband we often make love missionary style
because we both love to kiss so much. It is intimate and passionate.

Sean was fucking me. It was rougher and more aggressive. His cock was also different
from Adam’s. He was longer but thinner so his thrusts were longer and we seemed
to crash into one another on each and every thrust.

I had to lay back on the table because his thrusts were hurting my elbows.

“My turn,” Adam said.

Sean pulled out slowly and then Adam stood between my legs. He slid himself
into me with a slow thrust, only to coat his cock with my pussy juices. He
started to ram me almost as hard as Sean was.

I sat up and grabbed the back of his neck. I had to kiss him. Our kiss was
sloppy because he wouldn’t stop thrusting. I laid back down and closed my eyes.

He pulled out and stepped to the side. Sean moved over, put himself into me and
started to pound me. They didn’t have to talk, they were a team and they knew
exactly what they wanted to do to me.

Adam walked over next to me and started to suck and massage my breasts, and
then kissed me passionately. Having Adam kiss me while another man fucked
me…well…I had to ask another question.

“I’m going to cum. Will you suck my cum off Sean’s cock?”

Adam paused and looked into my eyes. He didn’t want a cock in his mouth. He had
always told me that in the past. He always wanted to watch me fuck a man but he
didn’t want to get involved. He always said he just wanted to watch.

Adam looked me in the eyes, “Yes.”

I came instantly. Knowing that he would do what he absolutely hated for me was
so erotic. I couldn’t hold back my orgasm and I had one of the most intense
orgasms of my life. I came so hard that Sean grabbed me behind my neck and
thrust in harder, just to stay inside of me.

Adam got on his knees and held my hand. He wasn’t going to go to Sean, Sean was
going to have to come to him for this. Sean walked over and I could see my
creamy cum all over his rock hard cock. Adam grabbed Sean’s cock and took a few
breaths. He shook his head, struggling with what he was going to do. He looked
up at Sean.

“Don’t thrust or grab my head or any shit like that.”

Adam looked at me and said, “I love you and I’m doing this for you,” and then
he turned and took Sean into his mouth.

OH. MY. GOD.

My hot, sexy, manly husband was sucking my cum off another man’s cock.

FUCK. I’ll BRB


Sorry, I had to go to the restroom and cum. Geez. Just
thinking about last night gets me so hot. I had to stop or I was going to cum
right here in my cubicle, just like I did this morning. I don’t need my
co-workers listening to me cum.

OK, let’s see…

So Adam sucked on Sean for a just long enough to get all my cum off of his
dick, and then he immediately stood up and kissed me again. The taste of Adam,
Sean, and my cum all mixed on my tongue…aaaand my panties are soaked again.

“It’s your turn to suck his cock,” Adam said. This wasn’t the sweet Adam, this
was the primal Adam. The switch was flipped and now Adam was the intense fucking
Adam.

Adam went down between my legs and Sean moved toward my face. The two of them
flipped me over awkwardly. I was still laying on the table, but the corner of
the table was across my stomach. My breasts were dangling off the table. I had
to grab Sean’s cock for balance. Adam moved my left leg up on the table
and   my right foot was on the floor.

Adam then shoved his rock hard cock into me and he grabbed my waist tightly and
started to slam into me. His balls were slapping my clit, and my breasts bounced
with every thrust. It took a few sucks but soon we were all in the same rhythm,
and each thrust from Adam would help me suck on Adam.

It felt like we were in this position for an hour, but I know it was much less
than that. It was just so perfect. Symbiotic. Three people moving as one. My
husband’s hot cock slamming into my pussy and Sean’s hot cock tapping the back
of my throat. What more could a woman want?

Then, in almost an instant, Adam grabbed me by the hair, shoulders, and arms,
and pulled me all the way up until I was standing with my back to his chest. We
were both sweaty and our hot skin become one when we came together. I could
feel his wet shaft pressed up against my ass. His hands were all over my tits.

“You like two cocks in you, don’t you slut?” Adam said in his sex voice. When
Adam gets really turned on, his voice drops and he almost growls as he speaks.
That’s when he really starts to talk dirty. I call it his sex voice and it
turns me on!

I didn’t even have a chance to answer.

“Sean, sit on the couch,” Adam ordered.

Sean was having the night of his life so of course he listened.

Adam’s hands were like magnets all over my skin. He couldn’t get enough of me
at that moment. He then reach up, grabbed me by the hair and walked me over to
Sean.

Adam’s lips grazed my ear and he said, “You climb up on him and make his cock
feel amazing, you gorgeous whore.”

How could I resist? I climbed up on Sean and straddled him. I positioned his
cock on my pussy and lowered myself onto him, letting him fill me again. I
started to ride him slowly, concentrating on my movements. I wanted my husband
to be pleased with me. I wanted to make Sean’s cock feel amazing.

I grabbed the back of the couch and started to ride a little faster. I looked
over my right shoulder but I didn’t see Adam. I assumed he had been watching
all this time. I turned back toward Sean when he took my left nipple into his
mouth. I pulled him close to me and continued to let his awesome cock slide in
and out of me.

Adam walked back into the room. I noticed him but I didn’t turn around. I
didn’t want deprive Sean from sucking on my soft, warm breasts and hard
nipples. Adam slapped my ass several times, causing me to clench around Sean. I let
out a groaning grunt as the spanking made me grind down on Sean with an
intensity that I had not had before. The grinding made my clit rub up against
Sean which then drove me even madder with desire. I was ready to cum again, but
the spanking stopped.

I again looked over my shoulder at Adam and I noticed he was rubbing something
on his dick.

I suddenly realized what Adam was about to do. I heard the bottle of lube snap
closed and I started to grind Sean even harder, knowing what was coming.

Adam and I have anal sex often. At least once a week. I love the way it feels
and he enjoys doing it. There are even nights when he will cum once in my
pussy, and then quickly turn me over and before he has a chance to get soft, he
is shoving himself into my ass. The tightness around his cock keeps him hard
and he can cum again after a few minutes of fucking me in my tight little ass.

He was about to fuck my ass while I rode Sean.

Adam’s strong hand pushed on my back and my hot breasts pressed against Sean. I
kissed Sean’s neck and lift my ass as much as possible without having Sean slip
out of me, and then I waited with anticipation. Sean’s hands reached down and
spread my ass cheeks apart. I loved how Adam and Sean were a team and how they
knew what the other one was thinking and helped one another. There was so few
words that were spoken last night. It was all fluid and intuitive.

I felt the tip of Adam’s cock press up against my asshole, and I softly bit on
Sean’s shoulder. Adam grabbed my shoulders and leaned forward, his cock
steadily pressing against me. I relaxed as much as possible and slowly I felt
the tip of his cock push into me. I let out a scream as the tip of his cock
popped inside of me.

Starring Sean in the eye, I moaned, “All the way in Adam. Fuck my ass.”

I wanted to feel both of them inside of me at the same time, and I wanted to
cum with them. I let out a loud moan as Adam shoved himself into me with each
thrust.

The pleasure and the pain swirled inside of me like a tornado. My moans quickly
turned to yells as I could feel Adam and Sean’s cocks moving inside of me at
different speeds. Adam was thrusting in deep and hard and Sean was thrusting
slow and shallow because he was trapped underneath me. I could feel his breath
all over my neck and his hands still grabbed my ass, trying to move me up and
down on his cock.

Adam was thrusting so hard and the pain was so intense that my arms collapsed
and I crumpled on top of Sean’s sweaty body. I was a slutty rag doll and I
loved it.

I had been fighting back the orgasm since Adam entered my ass and now I needed
relief. My orgasm continued to build, and build. I could tell it was going to
be insane.

“Cum…I want both of…your cum in me,” I struggled to say as I was getting
pounded. Right away I heard Adam start to grunt and groan, and then immediately
after I heard Sean groan underneath me. I could feel both of their cocks start
to swell inside of me. Adam pounded me hard several more times and then
everything slowed down.

Sean’s let out a groan as his hot cum shot deep into my pussy, which caused me
to immediately start to cum as soon as I felt it flood into me. I came so hard
that my legs kinda locked up and I almost pushed myself off of Sean, but then
Adam then started to cum into my ass and he shoved me back down onto Sean. I
was pinned and I was having the most intense orgasm of my life. We were
screaming and cumming and gasping for breath. Their hands were tight on me as
they continued to shove their cum as deep into me as possible.

As soon as it was over, Adam collapsed on my back, which pushed my lips close
to Sean. I instinctively started to kiss him, looking to be intimate and touch
anyone and everyone.

Imagine my surprise when Adam leaned up and joined in! The three of us were
kissing and tonguing each other. It was so fucking hot!

We fell asleep on the floor, next to the couch, too drunk and tired to make it
to the bedroom. I spooned Sean and Adam spooned me. Before I fell asleep, Sean
reached back and put his hand on my hip. I put my hand on his and Adam put his
hand on mine. It was complete perfection.

So that was my amazing night last night. I’m going to run to the restroom so I
can cum again. I’ve been at the office three hours and I haven’t done a damn
thing but write this email

Please, email me when you have the flight information available. I can’t wait
to see you so WE can make some more AMAZING nights.