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  • Meet Old Friends…End up Fucked

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    Sun streamed from my window as the sound of a bulldozer began my Tuesday. For two weeks that machine has been my alarm clock. Always starting off at the crack of six every morning. The old lady who used to live next door to me died from a heart attack when the pool boy she was doing got her overly excited. I really never wanted the picture of an 86 year old woman being pounded by an 18 year old boy in my mind, but that’s what I got when the whole story hit the neighborhood.
    I had been living alone here since I was 17 and moved away from home. My mother was a drunk who wanted to still be 16 and my father like me got fed up with it. Except he left me there with her and ended up getting shot by some crazy old fart. Bastard deserved it, leaving a 14 year old with an alcoholic and really whacked mother. So when I hit 16 I dropped out of school and moved in with my old boyfriend Randy. He was 21 and needed a third roommate real bad. I was the only thing on short notice. I mean, I really didn’t want to live with an asshole like him. He puts the douche in douche bag. But thank some deity I was only there for eight months before finally getting out of that town and on my own. This is where I am now, except I’m 21 now and in college at least.
    Pissed off that the family who bought the old bitch’s house felt the need to dig the whole fucking yard up, and started early in the morning, did I pulled my sweaty body from my thin red sheets. Summer in Idaho was always iffy. Sometimes it was farging cold at night and other times it was so hot that you wished it was winter. And to add that the whole area had been on fire for basically two months, it wasn’t just hot it was smoky hot.
    After getting my clothes back on I stumbled downstairs and to the kitchen to grab myself a bowl of dried cereal and some juice. Money was tight and my summer job at a local farm had been ended due to the damn fires in the area. Sometimes I hated living in such a dry climate, but it had its perks. Like today I was meeting up with two old friends to go on a hike through Massacre Rock National Park by American Falls. Finally when I was ready and dressed I grabbed my bag and got into my old clunker off to meet my friends.

    Sara was standing at the lookout station next to Jason as I pulled up in my car and parked next to them. They didn’t notice me until I came right up to them and poked Jason in his old scar he got from when we all decided to jump off a cliff at Derkies. He landed on a few rocks and got the scar as memory of that stupid day.
    “Hey! Who the fuck?!” quickly he flipped around and the scowl across his face soon morphed into his beaming smile. “Dezzy! Chick you look just the same.”
    “Wow baby, you really haven’t changed much. Well in the weight department. The broke college girl lifestyle really does wonders hu?” Sara was a tall, muscular girl who did track and field in high school. Her arms could probably crush me with just a squish. Her blue eyes glowed in the bright sunlight as golden brown hair curled around her face from a loose ponytail.
    “Well you sure did change Sara! Where’d these come from?” I grabbed her left boob firmly in my hand and squeezed.
    “They came in after senior year. When I stopped pretending to be a boy.” Sara was what you would have called a bull dyke back in high school. She wouldn’t be caught in anything girl like nor girl sized clothing. But looking at her now I just had to admire her full B breasts and actually having an ass.
    “Well don’t hog her Sara. I’m here too.”
    “I know that! God! You’d think he would have gotten over his little crush on you after five years?”
    “Ha-ha, guess not.”
    Jason was only a head taller than my 5’4″ with pure Swedish blood. He may have been born in Idaho but both his parents were transplants from some small town in Sweden. He has a decent body but hitting the gym a bit more would have done him some good back in high school when he was trying to get girls.
    “Bitches!” guess he still had that sore spot too.
    As soon as we got the “epic re-meet” done with did we finally get started off on one of the trails. There was one that was supposed to take you to the Oregon Trail ruts from the wagons and it was a quarter mile. We had all day so we grabbed our backpacks and some water and started off on the trail after driving to it. Sara was ahead of course as Jason and I hung back a bit to talk.
    “So how’s my mother doing?”
    “Better. She got some help and is actually sober. She remarried some guy who has a shit load of money and who gave her a boob job. Though yours are and will always be better than hers.”
    “Well thank you Jason. You can touch them if you want to. It’s not like I don’t mind that you have always liked my boobs. Their Cs now.” the expression on his face said it all. He was shit scared out of his mind at how I just was so forward with him. I could tell that he really wanted to but with Sara with us he was hesitant. “Hey! Sara!” she stopped looking back to us, he shirt half unbuttoned from the raging heat in this rock cave. She had some major cleavage going on.
    “Ya?”
    “Wanna touch my boobs. Jason is too much of a pussy to do it while you’re here.”
    “Sure, but when we get to the tunnel. It’s just too hot to stop and do that out here!”
    So we moved forward for a few more minutes with me slowly lifting my shirt to make it shorter and to give me more cleavage when I then pulled the neckline down. I faintly could see an outline of his dick in his shorts as we continued to walk. Sara either was oblivious to what I was doing to Jason or fully knew and was playing right along.
    As we got to the cave Sara flipped around and looked back behind us and then raced to the end of the tunnel only to come back. “I don’t see anyone else on the trail. Since it’s a Tuesday I don’t think we will see anyone else besides some birds. The whole place was a little empty when I first got here.”
    “So why don’t you touch my breasts Jason? It’s only us and no one else here to see you do it.” I coxed him in to touching my boobs as Sara just watched, like she was waiting her turn. Slowly Jason inched closer to me and raised his now shaking hand. His eyes were dead center on my rack the whole time, burning into them. As if it was in slow motion I watched as his hand collided with my left boob and squeezed, then he grabbed the right one pushing them up to create more cleavage. His hands felt great to their touch as he squeezed them up and down, finding my now hard nipples and rolling them. The sensation of just his touching me was enough to get me soaked. “Uhhhhh” I moaned as he continued.
    “You must be really enjoying this Dez, your face says it all.” Sara casually walked over to me and took over the left boob, pulling my shirt up and bra cup down. Just the touch of her icy fingers on my throbbing tit was enough to jolt through my body and pull a gasp from my body.
    “Oh God! Sara! You’ve gotten better since you and I last did this.”
    “Well I’ve gotten older and had a few girls since then. But Dez, you’ll always be my favorite.”
    Jason still wasn’t talking but he had followed Sara’s lead and just unhooked my bra and ripped off me. It now lay at our feet, pink and brown now. He had forgone with the fingers and now was sucking my tit as he stuck his own hand into his shorts, stroking himself. I caught what he wanted and pulled his hand out and replaced it with mine. His cock was already semi hard as I gripped onto it and started gently stroking it. I could feel every inch of his fleshy shaft as he continued to suck and bite my tit; sending shock waves down to my now drenched pussy.
    I started off slowly but as he got harder I sped up my strokes and sensed it was going to be a tight fit. His shorts already were straining to contain his cock and my hand. So I temporarily let his cock go and unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down. He sprung up at attention. It was bigger than I imagined. But just before I could grab back onto that lovely piece of man meat Sara stopped playing with my tit.
    “I hear people. Stay quiet and I’ll get them to go away.” quickly she left and Jason and I found ourselves on the ground lying on the jacket he had brought. We could hear Sara talking to them as Jason went back to biting my nipple and playing with the other one. “I wouldn’t go up there. I saw a couple that came down and said that they thought they saw a mountain lion and when I went up there I saw some tracks. I’ve called the lookout station and already told them. I thought it would be better if I just stayed here until they came so that I could warn people.”
    “Oh my gosh! Thank you. Honey let’s go. We can do the other four trails.” I heard them leaving as Sara came back into the tunnel and found Jason on top of me.
    “Just couldn’t wait for me could you two?” what she found was that Jason had pulled my shorts and my shirt off and they were now in a heap in the dirt floor.
    Through gasps of pleasure I answered back, “It…just happ…ened. And you…were…occupied.”
    “Well I’m back, so move over Jason!” as if she was a cat she squeezed next to Jason and dove her hand into my panties, shoving a finger in. The loudest gasp tore from my body just as a car came rumbling by.
    As I came back down from Sara’s invasion to my cunt I regain control of my hand I grabbed Jason’s dick, now pointing right at me. He released a sound when skin touched and a twitch raced through the pink shaft. Not to leave Sara out I slid my hand up her shirt and found her nipple, pulling it and twirling it around. She repaid the action with thrusting a second finger into my cunt and going faster in finger fucking me. Jason, not to be out done stopped sucking my tit and instead stood up and shoved his now rock hard cock into my mouth, face fucking me.
    Somehow this groping session had taken a turn for an all out fuck-a-thon and I was the bitch. Sara thrusted her fingers faster as Jason sped up his own thrusting. Soon his face started to contort and I could feel his balls, which where now slapping me face, tightening up. He was getting ready to blow. So instead of just letting it happen I grabbed the base of his shaft and pressed just as he started to cum. Nothing came out. I held my fingers there until I pulled an old shirt from my bag and tore a strip off, tying it around his base and removing me fingers.
    “An old trick I learned from a perve. When I take this thing off you will cum so fucking hard that you’ll have a sex coma of pure pleasure.” He looked a little hesitant for a bit before fixing it tighter.
    “But when I cum it’s going to be all over you.”
    “No other way.”
    During this time Sara had figured out what was going down now and had my panties ripped off and she was dressed only in a purple tie-dye bra.
    “Dez scoot closer!” she grabbed my hips and slid my cunt to her cunt. A smell of sex and cum was in the air of the tunnel. Her lips were puffed up and her cunt glistened from how sopping wet it was. Before she could get me close to her pussy I shoved my own finger in her cunt and finger fucked her for a minute to really get her hot. Cries of pleasure erupted from her as her whole body tensed up and she fell to the ground pulling at her own tits. I thought she was going rip them off on how hard she was pulling them. Just watching her got my tits just as hard and got Jason in a hornier mood.
    He shoved his pants off and started jacking himself off watching Sara and I as we pulled closer and I started to grind my slick cunt into her equally slick cunt. Screams and moans of pleasure escaped from both our lips as we gyrated to our own rhythm and Jason stroked himself to another orgasm, only to have it stopped by the tie.
    Quickly we slid over each other as her labia slid over mine and our assholes loosened from all our lubrication. Soon I found the pleasure going from ecstasy to pressure as I felt an orgasm coming through my body. Quickly it found the spot and I erupted in a gush of juice as my body stiffened up and I shoved my pussy into Sara’s who also was experiencing her own orgasm. Juice went everywhere as Sara squirted onto my tits and I screamed, clenching my teeth to keep it down. For two minutes we writhed around on the ground as we rode to the end. When we finally stopped I flopped to the ground as Jason got between us and pulled me up.
    He placed me back on the jacket and sat Sara on top of me and I quickly started licking her holes. She was still a little out if it but still managed to tease her nipples. Jason positioned himself in line with my pussy and thrusted forward, skewering me onto his shaft. He ripped into my still tender cunt as he started pounding my cunt to hell, causing me to moan and scream into Sara’s ass. He thrust so hard that he managed to move both of us, causing me to plunge my tongue deeper into Sara’s now burning hot hole.
    “Fucking tell me you love my cock!” Jason shouted at me, twisting one of my tits.
    Through licks and gasps I answered. “Oh fucking God! I fucking…love your cock! Fucking me…harder! Pound my…cunt…make me bleed!”
    “Oh God! This is so not what I thought today would bring!” Sara cried as I felt her body tense up. She gave a low moan and then covered her mouth as a scream ripped apart her body as I was drowned in all the lovely cum. She flipped off me and grabbed my head, kissing me as Jason continued to pound roughly into me. All of my screams were muffled by Sara’s lips as Jason grew faster and rougher with every stroke.
    He grabbed my waist and pulled me to him every time he pumped into me. I could feel his balls slapping my asshole as he shoved in and out as Sara continued to kiss me to quiet my screams of pleasure. Now her free hand was pulling at my right tit, twisting and tugging at it, engorging it with blood as it was stimulated. I wanted her to suck it; I pulled from the kiss to look into her brown eyes, “Bite my tits, now!” She did as I said and soon I felt her nibbling at my right tit and playing with the other.
    The sensation of being rammed into and having my tits chewed on was enough to shove me over the edge of this cliff I had been on since Jason started pounding me. Instantly as soon as I felt it coming I wrapped my legs around Jason’s frame and grabbed onto Sara’s head, shoving her mouth harder onto my tits, causing her to bite down harder. That last bite was all I needed as the biggest orgasm racked my body and I went stiff, head flying back as no sound came from my screaming mouth. Jason just kept ramming into me the whole time I was out in pleasure, using a finger to play with my little pleasure button in my cunt, furthering my orgasmic journey.
    As I fell back to this world I watched as Sara now was getting rammed by Jason as she held onto him. They had stood up and she was being held in midair by him. I slowly crawled over to them and started to lick Sara’s asshole as Jason tore her apart. She was moaning so loud I thought someone would hear us but so far no one had even came.
    “Jason, wanna fuck her ass? It’s all ready for you.” Sara had a thing for being fucked from behind and she didn’t care who did it.
    “Fuck yes. Do it. Fuck my shit hole Jason.” Sara moaned as she tried to keep some composer in this situation. Effortlessly he slid from her gaping cunt to her sopping wet asshole in one breath. And as soon as his monster of a dick slipped in her she orgasumed so hard she actually blacked out. Instead of just stopping he continued to fuck her ass as I licked up all the cum running down from her gaping vagina and I decided that she needed another good fuck in her cunt. So I slid three fingers in and pounded her cunt so hard that she was like a rag doll between the two of us.
    Soon she woke up to our threesome and screamed in pleasure, “Keep! Fucking! Me!” she wanted to be broken and Jason’s dick was just perfect for that. I continued to finger fuck her silly as Jason started to ram so hard into her that she was screaming every time he hit. After what felt like five minutes she orgasumed again and we finally let her go to rest. We set her down on the ground and resumed our own fuck fest.
    “Ready to cum Jas?” I said grabbing his still rock hard cock and pulling it and him with me over to the other wall.
    “Fucking God yes!” slowly I started to untie the piece of fabric on the base of his dick as I positioned his cock right at my asshole.
    “I want you to cum in my ass baby! Fuck me hard then cum in my shit hole!” right before I undid the last knot I shoved my ass onto his dick and rode him hard. He bounced me up and down fucking me so hard that I felt my legs were going to break.
    “I’m getting close Dez!”
    “Untie the knot and cum in me!” In one swift motion he whipped the fabric off and slammed into my ass. Cum shot out of his shaft like bullets and filled me up so much it poured out of my ass with his cock still in me. He just kept slowly fucking me until he shot empty and I fell onto him.
    “So you still have that little crush?”
    “Nah. It’s a big crush now.”
    “God you two still finished without me. Assholes!””Sara cursed as we looked over. She looked horrible and we probably didn’t look any better. She was trying to get up from the ground with both her tits hanging out of her bra and cum still streaming down her legs from both her ass and clit. Quickly Jason and I shot up and we all got dressed and cleaned some of the cum up as we hurried out of the tunnel and back to the car, not as fast as we wanted to since we all had fucked so hard our legs wouldn’t seem to work. When we had gotten back to the car we piled the shit in and Jason took the driver’s seat, Sara and I stayed in the back. But our fucking didn’t stop there, once back on the road to the lookout Sara and I got to masturbating each other to yet another loud and pleasurable orgasm with Jason stoking his dick as he drove us all back.


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    JoeDlrtyReport 

    2012-08-17 23:25:05
    Fuck this sick gay shit

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    2012-08-15 14:33:51
    great story love the bi side with in you keep it going

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  • Surprised Again

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    My wife’s new surprise

    Surprised Again

    Well, here we go again, I thought as I watched my wife let one of our dogs fuck her. She was on her hands and knees as the dog thrust his long, thick cock in and out of her wildly. She was grunting every time the dog thrust up into her and I could tell from the look on her face, she was in a zone all to herself.
    This was a daily occurrence around our house now. Since the races last year, my wife had turned into a sex machine, flashing her bare shaved cunt at women she didn’t even know and ending up with their tongues inside her or their soaking cunts hovering above her face. Her appetite seemed endless.
    One day, she came to me and told me she had bought some tickets to a concert. She wanted to know if I wanted to go and I agreed, not knowing what or who would be at the concert. The night of the show, she dressed in the most provocative outfit she had ever worn. Her skirt was so short she might as well not have had it on as her bare pussy and ass were visible. Her top was see through and her nipples were hard and protruding. She was quite a sight and seeing her like that, I assumed something was up and that I would be enjoying the evening very much.
    When we arrived, I saw that this was an African dance group, an all- woman African dance group. Of course, my wife had made sure we had front row seats so when we sat down, the stage was inches from us and gave us a good view. As the lights dimmed, my wife opened her legs a little, just enough to give the performers a peek at her bare cunt. It took a while but eventually, most of the dancers had seen her cunt and I could tell they were very interested in seeing more.
    As the dancing went on, my wife’s legs drew further apart and now her short skirt had ridden up her thighs so that her whole cunt and ass were visible to the dancers. Several of them almost stopped when they saw her cunt so exposed but they tried to keep their minds on what they were doing although it was obvious that they were being distracted. At the end of the first act, several of the dancers had smiled at my wife as they were leaving the stage, talking amongst themselves and looking back over their shoulders at my wife.
    When the lights lowered again for the second act, the dancers came on stage in new costumes, or should I say, in what was supposed to be costumes. They were only wearing a small g-string around their waists and nothing on top. Their breasts swayed and bounced as they danced while my wife watched each and every one of them intently. I looked at my wife and saw that she had a finger deep inside her soaking cunt, finger fucking herself, as she watched the gyrating, almost naked dancers just up above her head. I heard her moan when one of them exposed her cunt as she danced past. It was subtle but I saw it as well as, I’m sure, most of the audience did too. This happened over and over again as more of the dancers exposed themselves to my wife until it became just a blur of naked flesh, writhing and gyrating on the stage, putting on a special show for just my wife.
    By the end of the performance, the dancers had shed their little strings and were totally naked. My wife didn’t know where to look first as they all were smiling at her and exposing themselves to her. This was her night and I knew I would be surprised by her actions once again. When they came out for a curtain call, several women in the audience threw their panties onto the stage. Some of the dancers picked them up and smelled them before turning to face the audience with big grins on their faces. Two of the dancers beckoned to my wife to meet them backstage as they walked off the stage, their bare cheeks bouncing with their gait.
    My wife looked at me and I nodded, sending her off to what I knew would be a fun filled night for her. I wasn’t worried too much but I did want to be nearby so that nothing would happen to her.
    By the time I got backstage and found my wife, she was naked. The two dancers, who had beckoned for her to come backstage, were with her or should I say, on her. One of them was furiously sucking on my wife’s breast while the other was behind her, spreading her cheeks apart and tonguing her ass hole. My wife had her arms at her side and her head was thrown back as the two black women continued feasting on her body.
    I could see the pink insides of the black woman’s mouth who was sucking her breasts as her tongue swirled around extended hard nipples. Her hand has gone down between my wife’s legs to circle her clit making my wife moan over and over again as she came in one of her many to be orgasms. The woman behind her was really tonguing her ass and I could see her tongue slip inside my wife’s hole. She started to tongue fuck her ass hole.
    This was one of the most erotic sights I could have ever imagined, seeing my once prudish wife, sandwiched between two very black, big- breasted women getting fucked and sucked. It wasn’t too long before other dancers appeared and joined in the group activities surrounding my naked wife. One of them has a huge strap-on dildo around her waist and as she walked up to the group, it swayed and bobbed in front of her. She walked right up and found a willing cunt to thrust it into and while now four women were surrounding my wife, she started to fuck another dancer just inches from the group. Another dancer appeared with a strap on dildo tied around her waist and when she came up to the group, they, for some reason, parted and let her have complete and sole access to my wife. She pulled my wife’s head down and stuck the dildo into her mouth, thrusting slightly as my wife tried now to gag on the lengthy phallus. After a minute, she pulled my wife off the dildo and turned her around, telling her to get down on the floor. My wife did as she was told and with her on her hands and knees, the woman thrust the dildo hard into my wife’s cunt and started to fuck her wildly. Some of the other dancers just stood and watched my wife getting fucked while other were kissing and caressing each other with abandon.
    I happened to look around and saw another amazing sight. Several of the other women from the audience had came back stage and were being used by the dancers, much like my wife. One woman was bent over a chair while a dancer fucked her hard with a strap on. Another was sitting on a stool having her cunt sucked while she held the dancer’s head against her. Yet another was on her back on the floor, her legs over the shoulders of another dancer who was fucking her with a strap on while she tongued and sucked a soaking wet black cunt that was lowered over her face.
    The moans and groans were getting louder and louder and more frequent as the writhing mass of white and black flesh fucked and sucked each other. I looked again where my wife was and found she now had two dildos inside her, one in her cunt and one in her ass hole, fucking her at the same time. Another dancer was standing at her head, holding her cunt lips apart so my wife could lick and suck her cunt and clit. They were all moaning loudly as I watched my wife in a position I would see her in over and over again that night.
    When we finally got home, my exhausted wife went straight to bed and fell asleep quickly. I sat downstairs with a drink savoring the night I had just had. I remembered what it was like to see my wife being fucked by two women at the same time and what the other audience members did to her too. She had several of the audience members, fuck her with strap on’s while she sucked quite a few clits both, black and white.
    All told, I think my wife was fucked by the entire dancer group at least once while the audience members fucked her a few more times after that too. For someone who didn’t until a year ago, want anything to do with women sex, she has sure changed.
    While I was sitting, trying to relax and remember the evening, my cock was hard. After finishing my drink, I softly whistled for the dogs to come in and when they did, I quickly shed my clothes and got down on my hands and knees, turning my head back to look at them. It didn’t take them long to figure out what I was up too and I soon found myself stuffed full of a hard, thick dog cock. While the dog fucked me, I pulled the other one around in front of me and reached up to stroke his hardening cock. When it was hard and he was whining a little, I pulled him to me so I could suck his cock, while the other dog pounded in and out of my ass hole.
    I waited until the dog fucking me came then I rolled away from him and moved to the other dog, giving him a chance to fuck me too. He didn’t need any incentive as he was on me and in me in a flash. He fucked me harder than the first dog and again, when he came, I rolled away from him so he couldn’t knot me. Now I felt better and somewhat fulfilled as much as I knew my wife was. It left me wondering, what other surprises my wife would come up with in the future. I was looking forward to whatever it was.


  • Bar Night Fun_(1)

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    Zeta was my girlfriend. Right now she was sitting opposite me in the bar where we met up with friends nearly every Friday night. The chat was the usual light-hearted banter – anecdotes from the past week, who’d been seen going out with whom, who had split up and why. The usual stuff! I kept looking over at Zeta and when I caught her eye I winked at her or mouthed the words
    “Do you wanna fuck me?”
    I would do this normally because it made her laugh but tonight she was kind of scowling at me. I just shrugged my shoulders, and carried on talking to Jodie about the latest Hollywood marriage bust up. Zeta is what is known on the scene as a bull dyke.
    She is butch looking and acting, with short blonde hair and she wears nothing but men’s shirts and jeans. I, on the other hand, am the stereotypical femme, long hair, nail polish, dresses, high-heels, the works. I know in this day and age we an anachronism, and I know people laugh at us behind our backs but this is really how both of us are and we wouldn’t change it for the world.
    “Right!” I said, “I’m off for a pee and a reapplication of the lippy, guys.”
    I shook my ass a little at Zeta as I stood up then made my way to the powder room – I love that old fashioned word! I checked my reflection in the mirror. I gave myself a little smile – I am nothing if not vain! – and made my way to a cubicle.
    I was just about to close the cubicle door when a foot came from nowhere and blocked it. I hadn’t heard anyone come in behind me. I was shocked and I gasped. Before I knew what was happening the door burst open and Zeta was grabbing my throat with her hand, turning me around and pushing me up against the cubicle door as she fastened the lock.
    I couldn’t move as Zeta’s hand was choking me. My face was going red – I could feel it beginning to burn – and my eyes were starting to bulge. I was a little worried; she wasn’t normally quite this violent.
    Then she released her grip on me slightly, so I could breathe normally, as she put her mouth to my ear and whispered, “You, you little slut. You have been trying to turn me on all evening. Haven’t you?”
    I nodded, yes.
    “Did you think that I was just gonna sit there and take it? Did you really think that I wasn’t going to do anything about it?”
    I could feel her hot breath on my ear and before I had time to answer she thrust her hand roughly up my blouse, pulled up my bra and began squeezing my left breast and nipple hard. She tweaked and twisted my nipple until it was stinging. She was really worked up.
    I’d never known her quite this rampant! I took in a few calming intakes of breath, still a little shocked but beginning to relax and enjoy this impromptu, if somewhat painful, fumble!
    “You, my little Petal, are going to get just what you have been asking for,” again Zeta whispered this in my ear as her hand left my tingling, throbbing nipple.
    She pulled up my skirt, pulled my panties down as far as she could get them and grabbed my crotch, squeezing it tightly.
    “Before I go any further, sweet thing,” she licked the whole of the right hand side of my face with her tongue, “I’m betting that you are just more than a little bit wet down there. Am I right? Is my dirty little slut all wet and swollen? Will my fingers just slide effortlessly along that pussy of yours?”
    I nodded again as I felt her hand delve into my pussy, pass my clit and move straight to my cunt hole. She immediately thrust two fingers inside. My knees literally trembled and almost gave way as I felt Zeta’s fingers ram inside me, filling me up, thrusting deep into my cunt, but Zeta still had her hand on my throat and she moved it to my shoulder and steadied me.
    “Just as I thought – absolutely, soaking, fucking wet!” Zeta spat the words out as she thrust her fingers into my pussy like a woman possessed.
    “Is that good, Petal? Are you enjoying your fingering? Want more? Do you? Does my filthy little whore want more?”
    “Yes! Oh God Zeta, this is so good! Yes, I want more.” I moaned and closed my eyes.
    This was hot – she was making me so hot! Suddenly, she withdrew her fingers from me, moved her hand from my shoulder and spun me round to face the other way, my left cheek slamming against the door, my hair sticking to my sweating forehead. I could feel her pulling my panties down to my ankles and then heard the zip of her jeans being pulled down.
    “Get that cute little sopping wet pussy over here,” she said.
    I took a step backwards and as I did I looked over my shoulder and there was Zeta sitting on the W.C. with the bright pink dildo of her strapon pointing heavenwards. Jeez, I thought, she’s had the strapon on all evening! She’d planned this all along!
    “You dirty dog, Zeta Macfarlane!” I almost yelled, “ How long have you been planning this?”
    “Not long,” she grinned, “now get yourself sat on this thing!”
    I backed myself up until I felt the end of the dildo slap against my ass and manoeuvred myself until I felt it tap at my cunt hole. Zeta held it steady for me as I slowly eased myself onto it. Zeta bucked up as much as she could and I began to grind my pussy into her mound and thrusting up and down on the dildo. She moved a hand round and began rubbing my clit.
    I was so turned on that I knew I was going to cum almost immediately and then I felt her softly kiss my neck and ear, nuzzling into me,
    “Cum Petal, oh that’s it sugar, let it go, cum for your dirty old dog, I love it when you cum,” she whispered.
    “Oh God, Zeta, I love you. Oh Zeta – OOOOOHHHH!”
    and with that I felt the orgasm ripping through me and I threw out both my arms to steady myself on the cubicle walls as Zeta continued to thrust and gently kiss me on the neck, arms around me, holding me tight, keeping time with the slowing of my spasms. We walked back to the table hand in hand, a bit flushed and sweaty, and as we sat down, Jodie looked at us in mock disgust, raising her eyes to the ceiling.
    “For pities sake you two! Don’t you ever get enough?”
    In unison Zeta and I shook our heads and said “Never!”


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    2010-11-29 16:41:42
    part 2 would be highly appreciated on this story line.

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    2010-11-29 16:40:43
    part 2 would be highly appreciated on this story line.

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    2010-11-29 16:40:33
    part 2 would be highly appreciated on this story line.

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  • The Lesbian Debt (Chapter 32) – Office Restructuring

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    Laura, a lesbian, has been blackmailed into a life of degradation and hypnotic conditioning to turn her into slutty rape-bait…

    Chapter 32
    OFFICE RESTRUCTURING

    Daniel left in the morning, and Laura, tired and full of cum, prepared to go to work. Erica stumbled back from Ranjit’s house a little after Daniel left. There was semen leaking from her pussy, bruises on her tits, and a visible slap mark on her face. Laura made no comment on it, merely kneeling in front of her to lick the delicious sperm from her cunt, and then leading her to the backyard so both girls could piss (naked and masturbating) and shower.

    At work, Laura arrived in Alistair’s office to find him preparing for a meeting. Candy and Katy were present, both clothed, and Alistair shook his head at Laura as she started to expose her tits. “You bitches are coming with me,” he said. “Leave your clothes on for now.”

    They obediently followed him through the building to a large conference room in the HR area. Laura shivered – this is where she had come to admit she had lied about Alistair raping her. It reminded her of her humiliation that day.

    Today the blinds on the glass walls were all closed. She followed Alistair into the room to find three people waiting. One was John, Alistair’s divisional boss. The second was Chelle from HR, an elegant and bitchy blonde. Both of them had been there the day Laura had called herself a liar. The last was Harrison, the director-general at the head of the department.

    Laura stood nervously next to Candy and Katy as Alistair shut the door. Then he said to them, “Clothes off, sluts.”

    Laura looked around, wide-eyed. Surely she had misheard – he couldn’t intend her to strip in front of the head of the department? But the two men and the woman at the table were watching expectantly. This was real. Reluctantly, she peeled off her clothes as her superiors watched hungrily, until she was finally nude, her big tits bare, her wet cunt exposed. Candy and Katy did likewise, resulting in a trio of nude sluts wondering what was to happen to them.

    There was silence for a minute as the three at the table stared at the naked girls. Then Chelle said, “I’m impressed, Alistair.”

    Alistair smiled. “They’ll do anything, too. You can rape them, humiiliate them, piss in their mouths… if they haven’t balked at what I’ve done to them so far they won’t complain about anything, I’ll bet.”

    Chelle asked, “Will they lick pussy?”

    “Eagerly,” replied Alistair. “Why don’t you try them out?”

    “I’ll try the brunette Christian bitch,” said Chelle, motioning to Katy. “Harrison, why don’t you try the pink-haired rape liar, and John can try the blonde bimbo?”

    Alistair ushered the girls forward. Katy was pushed to her knees, where she crawled unde the table to where Chelle was lifting her skirt and lowering her panties. Chelle guided the reluctant girl’s face to her twat, and sighed happily as Katy began to lick. Candy was pushed roughly forward onto the table, bent at the waist, her ass pointing out. John extracted his stiff cock from his pants, spat on Candy’s puckered asshole to lubricate it, and then began to work his cock into her anus as Candy whimpered unhappily.

    Laura was made to sit on the Director-General’s lap. He had his cock out and it slid smoothly into Laura’s wet pussy as she lowered herself onto him. He smiled in ecstasy. “You *are* a good little slut,” he told her, holding her against him with one arm as his other explored her breasts, groping them, squeezing them, pinching her nipples. He lifted her a little, making his cock slide in and out of her, and Laura took the hint and began to bounce obediently on his cock.

    “Well done, Alistair,” Harrison said as he fucked Laura. “When you said you had sex slaves to share, I thought you were joking, but you’ve really come through. I think we can definitely arrange that promotion for you. We’ll move these three bitches to be your new team, but I think their real job can just be keeping their holes available, what do you think?”

    “That sounds great,” Alistair said. “The best thing about these bitches, though, is that they bring their friends to the yard. Laura here is responsible for enslaving the other two sluts, and then I’ve had Katy getting blackmail material for several more of her friends. Candy hasn’t raped anyone yet, the ungrateful cow, but I have hopes for the future.”

    “God,” gasped Chelle appreciatively, bucking her groin against Katy’s face. “Do you think we could just make it their full-time job to turn every attractive bitch in the department into a sex toy?”

    “I think we could manage that,” replied Harrison. “What do you think, girls? We’ll move you out of your current positions, and your job will be to sexually service us, and blackmail and rape your coworkers. Does that sound good to you?”

    The idea was making Laura’s cunt wet – or at least the slutty hetero part of Laura. The old Laura didn’t like it at all, but then the old Laura was a dyke bitch so she probably deserved it. Laura nodded happily as she bounced on the Director-General’s dick. “Yes, that sounds wonderful.” The other two girls didn’t answer – Katy had a mouthful of cunt, and John had his hand over Candy’s mouth as he ploughed her ass – but Harrison seemed happy to take Laura’s answer as representing all three of them.

    “How about a party at my house to celebrate tonight?” suggested Alistair.

    “That sounds great,” said John. “Can we use these other girls that Katy is blackmailing?”

    “Absolutely,” said Alistair. “In fact – are you sluts listening to me?” Laura nodded yes, which seemed to satisfy him. “I want each of you to bring a lesbian date – a girl you can fuck while we watch – and also bring us a new friend for us to rape, someone you can control afterwards so she doesn’t make any complaints. You can have the rest of the day off, after you’re done here, to find something to wear and get your dates lined up.”

    The management used the girls for another half hour. Harrison came in Laura’s cunt, Chelle on Katy’s face, and John in Candy’s ass. They had the girls lick each other clean. Licking cum out of Candy’s ass was a new experience for Laura – it was gross, but the cum still tasted as good as ever, and she licked eagerly. Then they swapped. Laura licked out Chelle, while Candy sucked Harrison’s cock and Katy sucked John’s. All three took the opportunity to try pissing in the girls’ mouths, which by this point they were all well-accustomed to. Then they dressed, and sent the girls home.

    Laura didn’t go straight home. She had an errand first. She needed to find a rape-date for the party tonight. Once the idea of deliberately setting a girl up to be raped would have disgusted her. Now it excited her. Seeing other girls treated the way she was made her feel better about herself. It made her cunt wet. She had internalised the idea that girls should be raped. It was what they deserved.

    She made her way to the section where Taylor worked – young, blonde Taylor, who was Laura’s friend. Taylor who had forgiven Laura for lying about being raped, had forgiven Erica for kissing her when Erica was all slutty and confused. She looked at Taylor at work, and she didn’t see a smart young girl in a professional career – she saw a potential sex partner. She pictured what Taylor might look like naked, being raped, cum trickling from her pussy.

    “Hey Taylor,” she said cheerfully, as the pretty girl saw her approach. “Can I talk you into coming to a work function with me tonight?”

    ***

    Laura and Erica were the last to arrive at Alistair’s house that night. Laura, knowing what was coming, had had a bout of anxiety that required her to receive no less than three orgasms from Erica’s tongue, naked in the bedroom, visible through the window from the street, before she was calm enough to dress and leave the house.

    Both girls were wearing what were by now fairly standard slutty outfits for them – short belt skirts with no panties whose hems left their twats showing, tight braless tops cropped below their nipples to show their underboob, and stripper heels. Laura had coordinated both of them in matching pink. They looked like prostitute Barbies.

    Alistair had a large-ish house in the outer suburbs – all one storey, modern design, with a pool in the backyard. When Laura arrived, she ws welcomed in by Alistair, who welcomed her by reaching between her legs and pinching her clitoris while kissing her on the lips. This was his first time officially meeting Erica, but it didn’t stop him from doing exactly the same to her. Erica passively let him abuse her clitoris and stick his tongue down her throat – Laura had warned her she would be repeatedly raped tonight, which Erica had accepted submissively.

    It became clear the new girls – the rape offerings, Laura supposed – were being entertained out the back by the pool, presumably so they wouldn’t see the slutty outfits of Alistair’s slave-girls and freak out until the men were ready. The whores, meanwhile, were collected in the front room.

    Laura was pleased and amused to see Katy in the new state that Alistair kept her in – naked, crawling on all fours, collared. Her pregnant belly was beginning to show, though her tits were not yet swollen with milk. “Say hello, Katy-cow,” Alistair said. “Mooooo,” said Katy unhappily, then crawled over to Laura and raised her head expectantly. Laura lifted her skirt hem, and Katy gave Laura’s cunt a welcoming lick. Laura almost orgasmed at the humiliation and degradation in Katy’s eyes.

    Candy was dressed as a kind of maid. She had a short frilly lace skirt that concealed nothing, a lace collar, black stockings and heels. She was topless, her big bimbo tits on display, and Alistair had hung a serving tray from them. The tray was connected to a belt that went around the thinnest part of her waist, and it was supported in a flat position by cords connected to clamps on Candy’s nipples. Her tits thus supported the whole weight of the tray, which must have been substantial as it currently bore a full bottle of champagne and two glasses. Candy’s hands were cuffed behind her back, forcing her to just her tortured tits forward and giving her no way to seek release from the weight. Laura could see tears in Candy’s eyes. She went over to the slut, poured herself and Erica glasses of champagne, and was careful to put the bottle back on the tray with unnecessary force, just to watch it pull at the blonde bitch’s udders.

    There were other girls in the front room, of course. One was a big-titted brunette girl in an elegent evening dress. Laura couldn’t see her tits OR her cunt and was wondering why she was here, until Alistair explained. “This is Candy’s lesbian date, Natalie,” he said. “Apparently she’s been hitting on Candy for months, and Candy’s been turning her down because Candy claimed to not be a lesbian. When we gave Candy so little time to find a date today, she didn’t have any choice but to turn to Natalie. Apparently she even went so far as to *beg* Natalie to come, and told her that Natalie would probably get to *rape* Candy.”

    Natalie smiled and raised her wine glass in a toast. “I can’t wait,” she said, smiling broadly, looking at pretty, abused Candy. Laura kept her own thoughts to herself – Natalie might think she was going to be dominating her friend tonight, but Laura was pretty sure Natalie would get raped too.

    “And you’ll never guess who Candy brought us as our rape offering,” Alistair continued. “Her own little sister, Hayley! Candy must have been pretty desperate to find someone. She’s out by the pool – we’ll have some fun with her later.”

    That left Katy’s girls, of course. Katy had already had to rape three friends for Alistair to be allowed to stay in his house, and all three were in the front room tonight. None of them had come to the house dressed slutty – all three had started out dressed as if for church, which made sense as they were obviously Katy’s church friends. After arriving, Alistair had removed their tops, leaving them in long modest skirts with their tits exposed. He had them kneeling in a row by the wall.

    The first, Paige, a pretty blonde, was Katy’s “lesbian date”. Laura’s internal instinct to degrade women classified her as “a medium-titted rapekitten”. Laura later learned Paige and Katy had been friends since primary school. Paige had cried all through Katy’s rape of her – at least when her mouth wasn’t full of Katy’s cunt – and cried more when Katy had taken pictures of her naked body and threatened to show them to the church community if Paige wasn’t a good little sex slave. But like a proper Christian, Paige had forgiven Katy, and like a good friend had agreed to do whatever it took to help Katy in the desperate situation she had found herself in, even if that meant doing horrible sinful lesbian things with Katy. She was in denial about the fact she orgasmed whenever Katy tongued her pussy, though.

    The second, Elle, a small-titted redhead bitch, had turned out to already be a lesbian and a submissive, albeit a closeted one. She had responded to her raping with passion and enthusiasm, and had barely needed to be blackmailed to service Katy’s pussy. She had been less excited when she discovered she would have to fuck men too, and Katy had had to hold her down for her first raping by Alistair. The girls had kissed as Alistair ploughed Elle’s twat, and that had helped a little.

    The third, Rachael, was another blonde, although with noticeably bigger udders that Paige. Laura learned she had been a cheerleader at Katy’s school, that she and Katy had never gotten along, and that Katy had taken a vicious joy in drugging, photographing and raping the large-titted bitch. Alistair told Laura that, entirely unbidden, Katy had volunteered to flog Rachael’s tits with a belt for him, which he enjoyed, and that on another occasion he’d put a pink wig on Rachael and told Katy to call her friend “Laura”, and Katy had literally orgasmed from hurting and torturing the girl. It seemed Katy harboured some messed up feelings for large-breasted women, and particularly Laura, who had so willingly sold Katy into slavery.

    Katy’s offering was out by the pool, an innocent-looking brunette named Victoria, still in her best Sunday church dress, complete with adorable headband. Victoria was another close friend of Katy’s, someone who Katy had loved and been close to for years, and Katy had been having occasional crying jags for the last couple of hours at the knowledge she was arranging for her friend’s rape and enslavement. Alistair had told Katy she was forever forbidden from admitting she had been told to do this – they were going to present this to Victoria as all having been Katy’s idea, that Katy had begged them to rape her friend.

    And of course there was Taylor. Wet-cunted and emotionally numb, Laura was able to suppress her own feelings about betraying her friend and concentrate on how good it would be to see her naked and crying with a fat cock penetrating her twat.

    With all the girls present, Alistair carefully locked and deadbolted all the doors, then went outside to invite the new girls in.

    Taylor, Victoria and Hayley emerged from the pool enclosure into the main room. Laura liked the look of Hayley – she was a buxom blonde teen, maybe 19 years old, a younger version of Candy who had not yet upgraded to the fake tits of her sister. Behind the three came the rest of the management group – Chelle, dressed in an elegant and sexy cocktail dress; John, in a suit; and Harrison similarly besuited, accompanied by his redhead trophy wife Karen (whose fake tits rivalled Candy’s).

    Harrison surreptiously locked the exterior door behind him as he entered.

    The new girls looked around and what was before them – Katy naked and crawling, Candy in her torturous bare-titted maid suit, Laura and Erica dressed as lesbian Barbies. Their eyes widened. Hayley immediately turned and tried to bolt back outside. Harrison gave her a sharp push, causing her to fall backwards onto the floor, her skirt riding up to expose her cute whtie panties.

    “Welcome to the party, sluts,” laughed John, catching Taylor in a chokehold. Chelle and Karen grabbed Victoria and began ripping at her top, tearing it to expose her conservative bra. Harrison followed Hayley to the floor, kneeling between her legs, putting a firm hand to her throat to hold her down.

    “Don’t just stand their, bitches,” Alistair said to the pre-raped sluts. “Help.”

    Obediently Katy crawled over to Victoria and helped Chelle and Karen get her to the ground. She pulled at Victoria’s skirt as Victoria kicked her legs futilely, eventually removing it, and then pulled Victoria’s lacy panties down her legs to bare her cunt. Laura was amused to see Victoria’s cunt was shaven – she wondered whether that was the influence of a father who knew how to present his daughter, or just that Victoria wasn’t quite the good church girl she seemed. She watched as Chelle knelt between Victoria’s legs and began to lick and bite Victoria’s cunt, while Karen kissed Victoria passionately on unwilling lips.

    Candy dithered futilely for a moment, wondering how to manage the fact she was cuffed and had a tray hanging from her tits, before finally mincing over to her sister and kneeling with her cunt over Hayley’s face. She lowered her twat to her sister’s lips, effectively pinning her sister’s head to the ground and muffling her screams. Candy was crying as she felt her sister struggling against her pussy, and crying as she felt her pussy wettening from the stimulation of her sister’s mouth. Freed from the need to hold Hayley’s throat, Harrison was able to remove Hayley’s skirt and panties, extract his own dick, and push it into the teen’s tight cunt. He sighed happily, then reluctantly unhooked Candy’s tray from her nipples so he could kiss the blonde bimbo while he fucked her sister.

    Laura and Erica went to help John with Taylor. They ripped at Taylor’s clothes until the blonde girl was completely nude, then then each held one of Taylor’s legs and lowered her to the ground. On the ground, Katy’s friends Elle and Paige came to help. The four girls each held one of Taylor’s limbs spreadeagled.

    “Please,” Taylor begged, looking at Laura. “Why are you doing this?”

    “Because you’re a dumb slut that needs to be raped,” said Laura numbly.

    John, still standing, kicked Taylor in her cunt. Taylor yelped. “Are you going to be good, you dumb slut?” he asked her. Taylor said nothing, so he kicked her again.

    “Yes!” Taylor gasped. “Please don’t hurt me.”

    “I can’t promise that,” said John. He got the girls to lift Taylor and bend her over an armchair, her ass pointing up, then he spat on her asshole and pushed his cock into her anus as she cried.

    With all of the new girls under control and being raped, it was time to parcel out the rest of the sluts. Alistair was desperate to fuck Erica, who he had heard and seen so much of, so Laura sat him in one of the armchairs and had Erica bounce on his cock. As Alistair enjoyed Erica’s service, he instructed Katy and Paige to fuck, which he promised was hilarious – and, to Laura’s now-twisted mind, it was.

    Both Katy and Paige had so many emotions running through them – disgust at being made to be lesbians, genuine affection for each other, unwilling arousal, trauma at being raped and raping, embarassment and humiliation to be on display, genuine fear for their immortal souls. They were in tears and sobbing before they even started kissing – Alistair said they were like this every time – and yet their engagement was full of passion and arousal. They shared tongues, rubbed their tits against each other, ground their bare cunts against each others’ knees, and then almost desperately moved into a 69 position, eager to suckle on each other’s slut-nests. Laura watched them writhe and moan towards a mutual climax, saw them orgasm together like the little lesbian sluts they were, and then with great amusement watched them afterwards piss in each other’s mouths, which Alistair had taught them to do just to increase their degradation and the horror with which they regarded their lesbian coupling. And when it was over, they went back to kissing to start the cycle over from the beginning, forbidden from stopping their lovemaking until they were told to.

    Natalie, meanwhile, watched Candy raping her sister, and waited until Candy had received her first reluctant orgasm from her sister’s mouth before pulling Candy away, raising the hem of her dress, and applying her friend’s mouth to her cunt. She whispered degrading nothings at Candy as the bimbo licked her twat. “You stupid dumb bitch,” you said. “You reject me? This is what you deserve. You deserve to be a stupid little sex-toy, don’t you? I want to kick you in your stupid bimbo tits. I want to hurt you, you beautiful little slut.” Laura noted that Candy, once so sure she was straight, had become a talented little cunt-licker, and Natalie was enjoying raping Candy’s face immensely.

    All this left Laura with her choice of activities. Katy’s friends Elle and Rachael were still unusued, so Laura decided to fuck Rachael. Big-titted cheerleader types were her favourite to rape because they reminded her most strongly of herself and her shame over her own large, slutty udders. She sat on Rachael’s face facing Rachael’s tits, and had Rachael lick her pussy while she pinched and slapped Rachel’s oversized boobs. She allowed Elle to lie between Rachael’s legs and lick out Rachael’s snatch, so that Rachael would associate the degradation with sexual pleasure as Laura had learned to.

    After the first round of fucking the girls were encouraged to use their camera phones to take photos of each other over the rest of the night. Alistair had already grabbed pictures of the new girls and they were warned not to call for help or the videos of their degrading rape would of course have to be tendered in evidence at any court case, and released to the media. All the girls present were told that whichever girl had taken the *least* degrading pictures or videos by the end of the night would have the photos taken by the other girls released on the internet with her real name and address attached.

    This idea barely bothered Laura anymore, at least in her current numb state – it was not much worse that what her brother planned to do with her new website – but she liked the idea of Katy being outed on the internet as a lesbian slut, so decided to make sure she didn’t come in last. Over the course of the night she caught each girl after a cunt or ass fucking and made them say, “My name is (name) and I orgasm from being raped,” while she filmed the semen leaking from their spread holes. Erica, passive slut that she was, might not have competed at all, so Laura had to specifically direct her to get footage of every girl present licking cunt and drinking piss.

    As Laura suspect, Natalie’s turn as a dominatrix didn’t last for long. When Harrison wa done fucking Hayley, he stood up, leaving Hayley lying on the floor crying, sperm dripping from her twat, and pulled Candy’s face away from Natalie’s twat. “Clean up your sister,” he told her, and Candy obediently crawled over to lick the cum out Hayley’s fuckhole. Then Harrison ripped Natalie’s dress off in one smooth, forceful motion, and forced the surprised girl to her knees.

    “Suck,” he commanded her. Natalie balked at taking his cock into her mouth, so he slapped her across the face. “Suck,” he said again. Another slap, for being disobedient. “Suck,” he repeated a third time, and Natalie, defeated, finally opened her mouth and took his cock between her lips. Laura orgasmed against Rachael’s face as she watched yet another lesbian learning that her proper place was as a submissive sex-toy for men.

    The other men rearranged the girls as a series of lesbian sex shows in the middle of the room as they recovered from their respective orgasms and waited for their dicks to re-harden. Laura was moved to lick out Erica for everyone’s entertainment, to show how she lezzed off at home. Katy was separated from Paige and made to fuck her friend Victoria instead. Candy and Hayley unwillingly demonstrated their sisterly love for everyone. And Harrison told Chelle she was welcome to use his wife as her toy, and so Chelle eagerly humped Karen’s face. Elle and Paige service Alistair and John’s cocks with their mouths as the men watched all this. Alistair wanted to see Taylor piss in front of a crowd, correctly guessing how degrading that would be for her, and sent Rachael to find a glass bowl for her to urinate in. Then they all watched Taylor kneel over the bowl, blushing, refusing to piss, as Rachael alternately kissed her on the lips, made her drink full bottles of beer, and slapped her tits painfully as punishment. Finally Taylor couldn’t hold it any more and began to wet herself in front of everyone, her eyes scrunched closed in shame, blushing. Rachael slapped her to make her open her eyes and look at the people watching her, all the while filming Taylor’s degradation on her phone. The most humiliating bit was at the end, as the last drops were flowing from Taylor’s cunt, when the assembled crowd saw Taylor visibly and degradingly orgasm from pissing in public.

    The men liked it so much that afterwards they had Victoria and Hayley do the same show. Victoria was sobbing all the way through hers. Hayley, high off an orgasm from her sister’s tongue, didn’t cry, only blushed as she pissed into the bowl.

    Then they passed the bowl around the new girls and had each of them drink a little from it while masturbating. Taylor refused twice, and had to be slapped to get her to comply, but when she did drink from it she orgasmed again, blushing. Hayley didn’t enjoy it so much. VIctoria barely seemed to know what she was doing.

    They made Natalie drink from it too, which was the point it became clear to Natalie that she was no different from any of the other girls here – she would be blackmailed and repeatedly raped just like them. She cried a little as she drank the piss and rubbed her pussy.

    There was a bit left in the bowl when she was done. Harrison lifted it and carried it over to Chelle. “Now you,” he said.

    Chelle laughed. “No thanks.”

    He slapped her. “That wasn’t a request.”

    She looked up at him shocked. “What the hell do you think you’re doing? I work with you.”

    “You think that makes you special?” he said. “You think you get a different treatment from these other cunts just because you’re higher up the ladder. You’re a bitch, Chelle, and you get treated like all the other bitches.” He slapped her again.

    She tried to raise her hands to defend herself, but John came up behind her and grabbed her arms.

    “Oh, you’ll still get to rape these other bitches at work,” Harrison said. “But if you think that means you don’t offer your cunt to your betters, you’d best think again.” He raised the bowl. “Open wide.”

    She wouldn’t, so he slapped her, and slapped her again. She still resisted.

    “I can get a funnel…” Alistair offered hesitantly.

    “No,” said Harrison. “She’s going to choose to do this. Open wide.” He slapped her again. “Taylor, get between her legs and start hurting her cunt.”

    Taylor hesistated for a moment, then did as she told. Only enslaved that very same night, she was already becoming an accomplice in the enslavement of another slut, which she hated, but she feared to disobey. She knelt between Chelle’s spread legs and began to pinch Chelle’s clit painfully and bite her labia. Chelle moaned in pain.

    “Open up,” said Harrison, and slapped her again. And again. And again. Finally, unwillingly, Chelle opened her mouth.

    “Good girl,” said Harrison, and tipped the piss into her mouth.

    Chelle spluttered and choked but managed to swallow most of it. She looked up at him with tear-filled eyes. Taylor was still hurting her pussy, as she hadn’t been told to stop.

    “Ask for more,” Harrison told her.

    “Please…” Chelle choked. “More.”

    “Full sentences, slut,” he said.

    “Please Harrison, give me more piss to drink,” she begged. Rachael was filming all of this.

    “Good girl,” he said again. He pushed his cock towards her mouth, and she accepted it obediently. His pissed into her mouth, and she drank it like a good little bitch.

    After that, everyone wanted a turn pissing into Chelle’s mouth. Alistair even let Laura do it, which was fun for Laura because she still remembered having to tell this woman she had lied about being raped. When it was over they laid Chelle on the table spread-legged and Harrison flogged her cunt with his leather belt until Chelle was incoherently begging for mercy. Then each of the men fucked her one at a time – Alistair and Harrison in her cunt, John in her ass.

    During this time Laura and Erica got to fuck Taylor, finally. Laura was particularly proud of Erica, because Erica genuinely raped Taylor. She ignored Taylor’s pleas to be kind to her, climbing on top of Taylor and grinding her needy cunt against Taylor’s face. Laura watched as Erica repeatedly and painfully slapped Taylor’s pussy with her hand as they fucked, not even because that aroused Erica but just because Erica had internalised that that is what happened to girls when they were fucked.

    Laura’s turn with Taylor started more gently. She lay next to Taylor, stroked Taylor’s hair and kissed her on the lips. She had had an idea of something she wanted from this pretty blonde girl. “Tell me you love me,” she told Taylor.

    Taylor, afraid, said, “I love you….”

    “Good slut,” said Laura, and stroked her hair more. She wiggled her knee between Taylor’s legs and pressed it against Taylor’s cunt.

    “Remember when you judged me for being a slut, Taylor?” she asked the girl. “Remember when you judged me for being a rape liar?”

    Taylor said nothing.

    “That’s all okay because now you’re going to belong to me,” Laura said. “Won’t that be nice?”

    “Laura, I’m not a lesbian…” Taylor protested.

    “Neither am I,” said Laura. “I’m a stupid lying fake lesbian rapetoy. And now you will be too. You’re going to be my girlfriend, Taylor.”

    “You already have a girlfriend…” said Taylor.

    “Erica’s really more of a bitch than a girlfriend,” said Laura “She seduces all my friends and makes it so I have to be an awful slut and be raped all the time. I hate her. I think she can be my pet now and I can have a new girlfriend who isn’t so awful. That’ll be you. We’ll tell everyone at work, and you can come and live with us and lick my cunt every morning. Won’t that be nice?”

    Taylor started to cry.

    “Yes, I think it will be great,” said Laura. “Hush, hush, little slut.” And she wiggled and moved so Taylor’s face would be against her cunt, and then shut the little blonde tease up by pressing her twat up against Taylor’s face. After a few moments, Taylor obediently started to lick, and Laura sighed with happiness.

    And so it went. The girls were raped and pissed in until long into the night, and when they were finally sent home – all but Katy, who lived here now – the men kept their clothes, and let the girls have the unique experience of driving or walking home completely nude. The men took a brief look through the photos and decided it was Paige who had performed the worst. Paige became desperate, begging them not to release the photos, as she would be kicked out of her church and her family if the slutty photos became public knowledge. Alistair only laughed, and made her upload them to the internet as he watched, made her masturbate as she did it, and then told her when she was homeless and reviled by her family and community she could do as Katy had done – stay at his house, for the low, low price of raping three of her friends and giving up her right to stand upright, wear clothes, or speak like a human…

    (To be continued…)


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  • JULIE AND HER COUSIN.

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    “My cousin Janine wants to stay with us for a few days while she is in town for a sporting event. She is around our age and lives way down south. I haven’t seen her for a few years, from memory she is not at all good looking, but she had a wonderful feminine body the last time I saw her,” I explain to my man. “Are you fine with that honey?”

    I am Julie, I am blessed with a high sex drive. My man Charles and I are in our early forties, we are both bisexual and we enjoy an open relationship with an extra man or woman on a regular basis.

    We have recently enjoyed a range of sexual experiences including, two men for me while my man watched, two women to share and we both blew a drop dead gorgeous tranny while the other watched.

    Janine arrived late on her first night with us so we had little contact with her. My recollections of her were correct, she is not at all good looking, but she appears to still have a wonderful feminine body. Brunette, size 12, sixty-eight inches tall and a friendly smile. And very uninhibited with a huge sex drive with both men and women.

    I made a point of not telling my man Janine and I were lovers the last time we met – very passionate lovers. Though I did make a point of fucking my man the night Janine arrived and making lots of noise so she could hear. He twigged what I was trying to achieve and had lots to say the next day – I wanted to make my cousin jealous and turn her on.

    As fate, or was it luck would have it, Janine’s sporting event was washed out and completely cancelled, the rain shows no sign of easing, so we can’t take her sight seeing.

    Over lunch on her first full day with us, the conversation inevitably turned to our sex lives. “Are you and your man really bi-sex?

    “Yes, you know I am from past experience, so is my man.”

    “How big is he?”

    “Huge, hung and thick.”

    “I heard you and Charles fucking last night. That was a huge turn on for me. I need some sexual relief. Would you like to watch me masturbate?”

    “Maybe we can do better, much better for you,”I respond with a big smile, as I take her hand and lead her and my man to our oversize shower room, pleased that Janine has accepted the bait as I hoped.

    “The last time I saw you, you had a wonderful feminine body and a high sex drive Janine. “Nothing has changed,” I whisper, very excited as my man watches me undress her and we both ogle her hour glass figure. Wonderful legs, good ass, flat stomach and tucked in waist. “Though your tits are even better, magnificent, must be 36C.”

    The three of have our hands all over each in the shower as we passionately kiss each other. Janine is the center of attention and has my man’s erection in a hand as she alternates kissing me, then him.

    After we dried each other off, Janine is standing near our sex chair in front of a wall mirror. Charles and I are licking, kissing and sucking a very erect nipple each. “Your tits are magnificent, awesome,” my man is moaning and I agree with him. Her tits are just starting to sag: to my mind that makes them even more appealing, a real woman’s large tits with big nipples.

    Then my man stands behind her with his hands under her tits and feeds her nipples into my mouth so I can lick and suck them in turn.

    “I want to watch you suck my man’s erection while he watches me lick you to orgasm. Or would you prefer to masturbate for us?,” I tease as we organize Janine in our sex chair and I kneel between her legs. I am pleased to note her cunt lips are almost bald with just a tuft of beautifully trimmed hair above as I lick my way up her thighs.

    My libido is sky high as my tongue touches her engorged clit. “So good Julie, remind me how good you are.”

    “Your man is huge Julie, must be almost ten-inches and thick, very thick,” Janine tells me in a moan as I watch my man stroking his roaring erection with just a fingertip for her before she wraps her lips around his rock hard erection.

    I always enjoy watching another woman’s blow job technique, especially while I am licking her.

    And she was most impressive as she edged my man. The veins in his cock were bulging long before he had a huge, very noisy orgasm.

    Over the next week the three of us had wonderful and memorable sex in a variety of positions.

    Janine was a huge turn as strutted around topless most of the time displaying her magnificent tits for us. An even bigger turn on for me and my man when she wore cup-less bras.

    I stood with my back to the wall, legs apart, wearing just my heels as my man licked my cunt while I licked and sucked Janine’s tits.

    Then my man stood with his back to the wall while I sucked his erection as he licked and sucked Janine’s magnificent tits

    On another occasion Janine stood with her back to the wall as my man and I alternated licking her cunt while the other licked and sucked her magnificent tits.

    A highlight was my man fucking me doggy style while I sucked her tits before I licked her cunt. The noise Janine made as she orgasmed on my tongue was an extra turn on for my man as he hammered into my ass cheeks.

    Janine had asked us a few times, “Can I masturbate for you? Would you like to watch?”

    “Yes, while we fuck,” I smiled at her as I sat on my man’s erection facing her, so we could both watch. She started by teasing her very erect nipples, then teased her clit with a finger before using a large multi-speed vibrator. Her commentary was an extra turn on for both of us.

    And I did enjoy watching her give my man a hand job while I alternated licking and sucking her nipples and tongue kissing him.

    The next day over morning coffee Janine boldly told the two of us, “I want to make love to you Julie, just the two of us. Is that fine with you Charles? Then in the afternoon just like Julie promised, Charles can lick me to orgasm while you suck his cock, and I can watch in the mirror.”

    “That’s fine by me, you can make love to my lady, so long as I can watch. I really enjoy watching her having lesbian sex.”

    Almost immediately Janine and I were exchanging deep tongue kisses as we undressed and moved to the main bedroom. We were both naked under the short, black shirts we borrowed from my man. “Love the mirrors on five sides,” Janine whispered as she leaned over me so I could lick and kiss her nipples.

    I always enjoy my man watching me having lesbian sex, especially in the knowledge that I will receive at least one tremendous fucking the same day, and, or, the next day.

    One night Janine organized us so my man was laying flat on his back on the bed with his roaring erection pointing to the ceiling mirror. I was very aroused as I watched her sucking his cock while I passionately tongue kissed him before she told me, “I want you to sit on his face and watch me suck his cock Julie.”

    My man had my ass checks in his hands as he manipulated me so my cunt lips were sliding along his tongue. A huge turn on as I watched her sucking his balls with his rock hard erection in one hand. Then she had a huge piece of his cock between her lips.

    “Can I fuck him Julie, can I?,” she muttered, “I need a fuck.”

    Before I can say. “Yes, do it, fuck him,” she straddled him and slowly slid his full erection into her as we held hands for support.

    Then we were passionately tongue kissing like teenagers. My man was licking my cunt lips in a frenzy as Janine was riding my man’s erection. Not sure who had the most orgasms, Janine or me, before my man exploded.

    “We must catch up again soon, we really could stretch our sexual boundaries,” Janine told us on our final night together as we lay on the bed. He was fucking me from behind as Janine masturbated while I licked and sucked her big, erect nipples.

    “Yes, we really must,” I moaned as the three of us had huge orgasms simultaneously.


  • What’s Not To Like

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    My wife gets initiated into lesbian sex in a bar parking lot.

    What’s not to like ?

    My wife Dee an I are in our 50’s ,we have some friends whose wife is also named Dee that we would go out with time to time. This particular night we were going bar hopping in our local town. We had already hit 4 bars when we came to the Brass Cactus, a little neighborhood bar that you parked in the rear and came in the back door, the had booths and tables, so by the time we got there it was packed so we had to sit apart,the two Dees sat together,and Dee’s husband sat with them.I sat at the table in front of them with some other people. They had a karioke set up and the place was crowded with a mix of people.
    After about an hour of drinking, my wife’s friend started to get rowdy, and someone dared her to show her tit’s,she said” I will if she will” elbowing my wife! Of course course all the men and some women started the “Show your tits” chant. Now my wife though she is 50ish has a prime set of 44DD tits ! The crowd continued to chant and after about two minutes the hands were under the blouse and bras, and there were two rime sets of tits bared to the bar ! All the men and women hooted and jeered, and the woman sitting next to me hollered to my wife,”will you be my girlfriend?” “My wife in her drunken state said, ‘sure’.I asked her you like that? “Sure, what is there not to like!”
    Knowing our car was back in the parking lot, I thought I’d try and stir something up. I turned to the woman, who was sitting next to me,she was about 5’6” blond hair in ponytails, fair set of tits, and about 5’6.
    My wife is about 5’7 and 250.
    I asked the woman were you serious about my wife? “Hell yea!” I told her why don’t you and her go out in our car and get to know each other.
    “Is she bi?” I don’t really know, I guess you’ll find out? The woman’s name was Sandy and I introduced her to Dee, and told her Sandy had something she wanted to show her outside.
    Dee said’” I don’t know I’m pretty drunk.” Well sit in the car and let her show you.”Ok” and sandy and Dee went out the backdoor.
    After about 45 minutes I thought I better check things out, as I got to the car all the windows were steamed up ,and I could hear muffled noises, so I figured all was going well.
    About 20 minutes later Sandy came back in without Dee, and I asked her where she was.”She’s still in the car, I think she may be a little dehydrated, but we are going to be seeing a lot of each other. For a virgin that girl can eat a pussy, I think I came 4 times, I don’t think I have ever came 4 times. I’m sorry for all the hickies I kind of get carried away with that sort of thing. I can’t wait until I use my toys on her, here’s my number make sure she gets it.
    When I got to the car I opened the back door and Dee was naked with her hands tied up above her head with her bra, and the smell of pussy juice everywhere,the were hickies all over her neck, tits and thighs, Sandy wasn’t lying. And a red pussy soaked thong in her mouth.
    When she came to, she said,”I think I ate a pussy”. I asked her “did you like it?,”I think she rubbed it on my face and wouldn’t let me breath until I ate it.
    My neck and tits are sore….It will be OK, let’s go home, I feel like fucking you all night !
    When we finally got home, all I could think about was my 50 years old wife having her pussy eaten by a girl half her age,all I wanted to do was stick my rock hard cock in her. I finally got her into the hose and into our bedroom, it was the first time I got a good look at her,on the bed I got her undressed, and was able to see her in the light. Her pussy was swollen and irritated,she had sucker marks all over her thighs, on both tits her neck, when I rolled her over there were bites on he round ass and on her shoulders, this wasn’t a lesbian this woman was an animal. Dee’s face was all reddened from Sandy grinding her hairy pussy against her mouth.
    Dee was still drunk so I figured it was now or never, I stuck my cock in her mouth so she could get some saliva on my cock,when I spread her thighs It was a real sight, my wife has a very hairy pussy, but usually her lips are tight, the pussy I was looking at was bright red and swollen pushing the hair up to the sides like a pouty pair of lips. I raised her legs to give me access and as my cock entered her cunt it was extremely tight, Dee groaned , but I sunk my cock all the way in causing her to whimper,that just excited me more and I fucker her until her own juices coated my cock.Finally I could not hold off any longer and shot a load of come that dribbled down her hairy asshole.
    I figured she might as well clean my cock up, getting it ready for round 2.
    Now, my wifes asshole is always tight but tonight I decided I was going to really have some fun, so I decided to flip her over,oil her ass up and see how many fingers I could get into her asshole before I fucked that tight little shit hole of hers. I spread her legs and the smell of cum and pussy was almost intoxicating,I started with two she moaned ,then three, but when I tried four ,she tried crawling away from me, so I climbed onto her got the head of my cock in her ass and laid my weight on her pushing the rest of my nine inch cock into her rectum this caused her to fight a little but the fight only excited me more and her bowels took a major load of come. What a night ! I can’t wait for sandy to come over to our house !


  • ON THE PATIO.

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    Sarah and I were both suntanning naked, mid-afternoon on our patio when our door buzzer sounded. “I forgot Tanya was dropping off some papers today,” she told me as she used her phone to open the door for her. “On the patio Tanya.”

    Sarah and I were both suntanning naked, mid-afternoon on our patio when our door buzzer sounded. “I forgot Tanya was dropping off some papers today,” she told me as she used her phone to open the door for her. “On the patio Tanya.”

    I had met Tanya a few times socially with Sarah, an attractive, tall blond, late-thirties, a little younger than us with a good body, though I had only met her when immaculately dressed. Today she has low heels, tight, black leather slacks and a matching black silk blouse.

    “Oh wow, fuck, I had heard you two were exhibitionists,” she smiled, obviously aroused as she looked closely at our naked bodies. Sarah was laying face down resting on her elbows, legs spread as I applied oil to her inner thighs, as Tanya watched on.

    Sarah made small chat with a huge smile as though this situation was nothing unusual as I oiled her back, then her magnificent ass cheeks. “I had heard rumours about your ass. All true, big, firm, no dimples and just magnificent. I had also heard rumours about the size of your man’s erection,” she told us with a tremor in her voice.

    “Rumoured to be thick and nine-inches when fully erect. Awesome, even flaccid you must be five or six-inches,” she smiled as she ogled my almost hairless cock.

    “Would you like to see his cock fully erect?,” Sarah teased knowing right at this moment Tanya would like nothing better. Also knowing she and I would both enjoy flaunting my erection for an attractive, beautifully dressed woman.

    Tanya is looking very closely at Sarah’s naked body, no tan lines, and the beautifully trimmed tuft of hair over her bald cunt lips as she stands and approaches me.

    “We were intending to fuck this afternoon,” Sarah tells Tanya as we kiss with the tips of our tongues. “This can be part of our foreplay,” she smiles as she slides an oily hand along my no longer flaccid cock.

    “Have you ever had a man this big Tanya?,” Sarah smirks as she looks her in the eye while expertly teasing my cock to a full, thick, nine-inch erection. I have my hands on my hips with my erection at ninety-degrees to my body as Sarah teases the underside with a fingertip. As she lightly tongue kisses me I place a hand on her glorious ass.

    “Is that a turn on for you Tanya? It is for me. Pity you have to rush, you could have watched us fucking, we love an audience. You can fantasize about us fucking as you drive home.

    “If you are free this Sunday afternoon would you like to seduce us? We would both like to share you and you share us.”

    Wonderful sex as soon as Tanya departed. “That was very exciting foreplay,” Sarah confided in the afterglow. “You do realise I set up her visit? I have wanted to have her and share her with you for a while.”

    On the Sunday we are both anticipating Tanya’s visit and how it might play out as we prepare for her. “You know I am attracted to women with larger tits than mine. And you have an ass fetish, so I think we both might be well pleased,” Sarah told me as we dried each other off after showering together.

    “I am looking forward to being seduced by a woman. I had never had sex with a woman until you set it up for me. I had always been bi-curious and now I am hooked. It was very exciting for me with you watching and masturbating. And it still is, even better if we share the same woman.

    “An exciting part of any seduction is being undressed by that person. What shall we wear to maximise our sexual pleasure?,” Sarah asks, though I suspect she has already decided.

    Tanya arrived full of confidence knowing she is the centre of attention and that Sarah and I both want to share her for our sexual pleasure. She is simply attired wearing black heels, a short above the knee, low cut, black dress. Her cleavage looks wonderful and very inviting as she tongue kisses Sarah and she responds with her tongue. Them my turn for her tongue kisses with Sarah watching on.

    “You wanted me to seduce you both, happy to oblige, very happy. I won’t need these, remove them for me,” she smiles as she lifts her dress above her waist and motions for Sarah to slide her g-string down to her ankles while continuing tongue kissing me.

    Sarah and I are both ogling her long legs, gorgeous naked ass, and her trimmed tuft of jet black pubic hair, a wonderful contrast toher blond hairdo. “My ass is almost as big as yours Sarah,” she smiles as she smooths her dress down to where it should be.

    “But my tits are bigger, much bigger than yours Sarah,” she smiles as she reaches behind and slides the zipper down and lets the top of her dress fall to her waist.

    “Oh wow, glorious big tits, just glorious in that black, cup-less bra, what size?,” Sarah moans as she licks and sucks her engorged nipples.

    “D-cup. Do my tits turn you on Sarah? You are rumoured to have a tit fetish.

    “I want to watch your man lick and kiss your magnificent ass while you are sucking my tits.

    “Happy to oblige, very happy,” I tell her as I slide Sarah’s dress, the only thing she is wearing other than her heels, to her ankles.

    “Is this what you wanted Tanya? Would you like me to lick and kiss your ass while Sarah is feasting on your tits?”

    “Later, I love watching what you are doing.”

    “I want your man to tongue fuck me while I tongue fuck you Sarah,” Tanya tells us she lays on her back on our bed. “I want to grasp your magnificent ass cheeks while I lick your cunt to orgasm. I love all the mirrors, I can watch both of you pleasuring my naked body.

    Tanya has the lower part of her legs hanging over the end of the bed as Sarah positions herself over her face so Tanya can lick her. “I love your ass cheeks in my hands,” she tells Sarah as Sarah slides her cunt lips along her tongue.

    “You can watch your man tongue fucking me while I am licking your wet cunt, Sarah. Is that a turn on for you? It is for me, a sexy three-way.

    “The better the cunnilingus, the better the blow job afterwards. I love a challenge and your thick, nine-inch erection will be a challenge. And I want Sarah to watch.”

    I always love the challenge and excitement of bringing a woman to orgasm with my tongue. Even more exciting when that woman is simultaneously licking my lady to orgasm. I have my arms wrapped around her thighs as I flick her engorged clit.

    “Tell me what you are going to do to me?,” she asked.

    “I am going to tongue fuck you. I want to bring you orgasm with my tongue. After that I want you to suck my cock,” I told her.

    “Fuck you with my tongue just like this,” I whispered as I knelt between her legs and flicked my tongue along her clit, then her cunt lips. Pointy tongue, flat tongue, then curl my tongue into a U-shape and slide it between her wet cunt lips. Then suck her engorged clit before I insert and slide a finger into her. I offer her my wet finger to suck before I reinsert it.

    “Do you like me tongue fucking you? Is Sarah watching?”

    “Don’t stop, I love it, keep fucking me with your tongue,” she moans as I tease and edge her by sliding a finger into her.

    “So close, nearly there, so good, so fucking good,” she moans as I have her on the brink of orgasm, teasing her with the tip of my tongue and the tip of a finger.

    “Two fingers, my cunt loves what you are doing.”

    “So do I, I love it.”

    I am edging Tanya with my tongue and she is doing the same to Sarah. Huge sexual tension as two horny women are on the brink of orgasm, before they both cum.

    “I want you to tongue fuck me Sarah while I give I give your man a blow job. The rumour is you have a special chair in front of a wall length mirror for that purpose,” Tanya tells us we have a quick shower together to freshen up and some water.

    “This is the chair, it is very comfortable and just the right height for maximum sexual pleasure,” Sarah smiles as she shows her the chair in another room. “Get comfortable and enjoy,” Sarah tells her as she is laying back in the chair at an angle with her D-cup tits hanging out of her cup-less bra. “Tell us what you want from us Tanya,” Sarah teases.

    “I want you to tongue fuck me Sarah while I give I give your man a blow job.”

    “Would you like us to tease you first?,” Sarah asked they tongue kissed. “Your tits are magnificent, a huge turn on for both of us,” Sarah tells her as we lick and suck one erect nipple each as Tanya slides a lightly clenched hand along my roaring erection.

    “Is that a tease,” I ask as slide the tip of my erection over a nipple.

    “Anything special you would like?,” Sarah asks as she slowly licks her way up Tanya’s thigh, determined to demonstrate her lesbian sex skills. “Like this perhaps?,” she teases as she licks her cunt lips with the tip of her tongue.

    At the same moment Tanya reaches out slides my erection between her tightly pursed lips.

    “Your magnificent tits are wonderful eye candy while you sucking my cock Tanya,” I tell her with my hands behind my head for maximum pleasure.

    “Have you heard the rumour that Sarah and I sometimes have two bi-sex men. Usually much younger than us. I source them from the showers of my gym. Always good bodies and well hung. Would you like to watch Sarah have one of those men? And watch one of those men do what you are doing to me? And one for your sexual pleasure? Perhaps you and Sarah could share the same man?”

    “You know I would. Make it happen for me and both of you.

    ”Swallow or my hand?,” Tanya asks seconds before I hit the back of her throat.

    “Will you fuck Sarah while I watch before I leave today?,” Tanya asks with a hand on each of our naked bodies after we showered together and enjoy watching each other dry off. “If Sarah sits on your erection she can lick and suck my tits.

    “The last time I was here you asked me, is that a turn on for you Tanya?, as you teased your man’s raging erection with a fingertip and he had a hand on your glorious ass. You told me it was a pity you had to rush, you could have watched us fucking, we love an audience. You can fantasize about us fucking as you drive home.

    “I did fantasize Sarah, all the way home. I couldn’t wait to use my best vibrator as I fantasized about your ass and his thick, nine-inch erection. And I have been fantasising ever since.

    “We would both love you to watch us fuck Tanya, Which position would you prefer?,” Sarah smiles. “Help him achieve an erection so we can fuck for you, while I watch as foreplay for me.”

    “Do you like watching me pee,” Tanya asks, legs spread, sitting on our toilet seat while Sarah and I watch, our kinky sides mesmerized. “Perhaps, like this?,” she asks as she takes hold of my no longer flaccid cock and leads me to the shower.

    “Sarah filled me in on some of your fetishes, she told me this is sure fire way to get you ready to fuck again. A golden shower standing up. Count to three for me, then kiss me.

    “Me too,” Sarah tells her as she tales my position and tongue kisses Tanya.

    “Now that we are all on the same page, are you ready to fuck Sarah while I watch before I leave today? I want her to sit on your erection and lick and suck my tits.

    “Tell me some more about the men you share,” Tanya asks as I grasp Sarah’s ass cheeks, she is facing my feet, and slide her along my erection as she feasts on Tanya’s tits and erect nipples.

    “Two extra, much younger men would love to watch you seduce them just like you seduced us today. They would love to watch you lift your dress above your waist and motion for one of them to slide your g-string down to your ankles while tongue kissing Sarah. Your wonderful, naked ass would surely give then an instant erection. Three men and two horny women.”

    “Promise me, I want that to happen, I really do,” Tanya moans as I am ready to orgasm. Her ass cheeks are wonderful eye candy in my hands as I watch Sarah feasting on Tanya’s tits.

    “Promise me, I want that to happen, I really do,” Tanya moans again as Sarah and I orgasm together.

    “Would next Sunday be satisfactory for you?,” Sarah teases as they kiss goodbye.


  • Bride of the Monster

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    Can Elsa make the perfect lover?

    “Who shall conceive the horrors of my secret toil as I dabbled among the unhallowed damps of the grave, trying to animate lifeless clay?”

    -Mary Shelley, “Frankenstein”

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    It started with the skin.

    Elsa would stay up all night looking at it. Sometimes she got so close that Elizabeth, sleeping next to her in bed, stirred, fitful and dreaming, and Elsa would have to stay absolutely still and quiet so that she didn‘t wake up. But the whole time, she never took her eyes off the skin.

    The skin seemed like a whole, solid thing, but up close, at night, she saw that it was really millions of tiny pieces, fitted together in a way too subtle for the human eye.

    Even so, it could move any way that it wanted without breaking. And when it did break, it would always make itself whole again. It was a miracle.

    Once, Elizabeth had asked what Elsa loved most about her. Else answered at once: “Your complexion.” And it was true: Elsa loved the skin. Because she loved it directly, her love was pure and uncompromised. And everything was good.

    Then, one morning, everything changed. Elizabeth’s side of the bed was cold; the skin was pale and clammy. And it didn’t move when Elsa shook her.

    Elsa wrapped her body around Elizabeth’s still, unmoving form, trying to coax the skin back to life. Soft kisses and gentle touches did nothing. The skin on Elizabeth’s face didn’t twitch back into a meaningful expression. Her chest didn’t rise and fall with breath. No warmth came back into any part of her.

    Elsa examined every inch of skin on the dead body and found that it was all still perfect. It was the body beneath the skin that had failed. Blood, bone, heart; these hidden things were so unaccountable. Anything could have gone wrong with any of them.

    But maybe the skin could be saved? Mind racing, Elsa imagined a new and better body for it, a perfect body. One she would make herself.

    She took the body to the basement, laid plastic sheets on the floor, and got the sharpest knife in the house. She had to work fast to remove the skin before it spoiled. She made the pieces as large as she could so that she would be able to put them back together later. All the while she was planning the next steps.

    She needed parts. Nothing from the old body could be trusted. She would throw it all out and start from scratch. That meant Elsa had to go shopping.

    So at night, instead of staying up and looking at the skin like she used to, she covered her own skin with makeup, scented it with perfume, and accented it with fabrics. And then she went out and met people who had muscle and sinew and bone beneath their skin, people with beating hearts and quick minds and strong bodies.

    She talked with them, drank with them, danced with them (skin touching skin in the dark corners of clubs and bars…). Then they went home and fell into bed, gasping and giggling, clothes coming off so that Elsa’s eyes taking in every beautiful inch of skin moving on her, against her, under her.

    Some of it what she encountered was beautiful, but not as beautiful as what she would make. Still, one by one, she found the things she was looking for:

    A heart that beat strong and steady when she put her ear against the chest.

    Arms that felt solid when they held her close.

    Lungs that took steady breaths in spite of the exertion.

    Eyes that looked at her with compassion, and a tongue that said things as sweet as honey.

    She’d wait until her acquisition fell asleep, and then in went the needle, quick and easy, the skin accepting it so that only a little dot of blood marked its passing. Then she’d carry the sleeper down to the basement and begin cutting.

    It took years. Her creation aged in reverse: The more time passed, the closer it came to life, further from death. When the body was done the old, perfect skin had to be attached to it. She spent sleep hours hunched over a table, sewing the skin to its new frame as finely as she could.

    And once she was done, how to animate it? How to make the skin move and live again? It lay on the slab, pale and perfect, like a statue of an angel, but unmoving and unaware.

    She remembered the electricity of their touch; maybe the skin would remember too. She shed her clothes and climbed onto the slab, straddling the body between her legs. She laid her skin against it. Kissed its unmoving lips and rubbed its hips, its thighs, its stomach.

    She kissed its neck and shoulders and the hard protuberances of its nipples, letting her tongue wander. She recreated the long nights and the warm mornings of years ago, hoping that the skin would remember.

    It was subtle at first, but she felt it: a quiver, like the vibration of a spider’s web. Then it stirred. The ribs expanded with the first breath, and when she felt the fingers twitch and twine around hers she gasped and whispered in furious exaltation:

    “It’s alive…it’s alive!”

    It stood. It walked. It was perfect. Elsa threw her arms around her creation and kissed it…but it didn’t kiss her back.

    She waited, aching to feel those arms around her again, but it did nothing. And she saw indifference in its eyes…

    Elsa ran away. As she wiped her tears in the bathroom mirror, she understood: She saw the wrinkles in her face, the wear, the marks of age. Her creation became whole with time, but she had fallen apart. It probably didn’t even recognize her.

    Her body was strong, but her skin had failed. She would have to fix it. To become perfect again.

    She steadied her hand as she placed the knife against her cheek. “Throw it all out,” she said. “Start from scratch…”


  • TWO SEXY BIRTHDAYS.

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    “What would you like for your birthday next week baby?,” I ask my man Roger as I am sucking and teasing his thick, nine-inch erection and teasing his nipples with my fingertips.

    Ten minutes earlier he had me sitting on a stool in front of a wall length mirror as he knelt in front of me as he licked my cunt lips and I orgasmed three times.

    “One of your girlfriends to suck my cock and another one to lick my nipples while you watch and tongue kiss me.”

    “Tell me more, what I can have for my birthday,” I tease as his body tenses. “Perhaps we can combine the two?”

    “Anything you wish baby, anything, your blow jobs are so good, so fucking good.”

    “Can I have a hung man and a bi-sexual female while you watch and masturbate?,” I whisper as his whole body is trembling as I tease his erection with just the tip of my tongue.

    “Yes baby, yes, I want to watch,” he moans just before he hits the back of my throat.

    I am Sarah, of French descent, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting. I am to please and be pleased sexually. And I love having a second man every four weeks or so, not mention another woman as a balance for my man – and me. One of our rules is oral sex only, no intercourse, though that does provide many options.

    I told some of my girlfriends about Roger’s birthday wish. In the past I had told them lots of details about our sex life and Roger’s thick, nine-inch erection and soon had Helen, who organized one of her friends, eager to participate at three in the afternoon – sex is always better in the afternoon I learnt a long time ago.

    “You like stretching the boundaries Sarah, my friend Riley might appeal to you even more than your man,” Helen told me cryptically when she phoned me the day before to confirm our arrangements.

    “Your birthday wish tomorrow at three, fuck me long and slow so you will last tomorrow,” I tell Roger on the night before his birthday. And he did, long and slow, wonderful.

    “I want you to impress Helen and Riley as soon as they walk in the door Roger. I want you naked with a roaring erection under your short silk dressing gown, I want to flash it open for them and turn them on with your thick, nine-inches, and me,” I tell my man the next day as we prepare.

    “What are you going to wear Sarah?,” he asks.

    “I am going to be naked apart from my heels under my short silk gown. You know I like to flaunt my naked body for both sexes.

    “I want you to wear a tiny black g-string for me, your ass cheeks always look fantastic in one. And I want to watch one of your girlfriends take it off.”

    “Is this what you had in mind?,” I ask eager to please as I show him the skimpiest pair I have.

    “Good, help me put them on. Does my ass look good? Kiss it for me while I watch in the mirror. Now get hard for our visitors, really hard and put your cock ring on,” I tell him as we tongue kiss with one of my hands wrapped around his impressive erection.

    Helen and Riley arrive right on time and the sexual tension between my man and me is electric. Roger is sitting on a high stool with his feet barely touching the ground with an obvious roaring erection under his his short silk gown as I kiss him while standing behind him

    They are both around the same age as us and both exude sex appeal. Helen is a glamorous size twelve brunette with a slim svelte, figure. Riley has an almost evil look, but has great appeal to me.

    “Happy birthday Roger, Sarah has told me lots of good things about you. She told me she wants me to lick your nipples while my friend sucks your cock.

    Just as I promised Roger, I flash open his gown to expose his thick, nine-inch erection for our visitors. “Wow,” is all Helen says as Riley ogles it.

    “Would you like to watch Sarah undress me?,” Helen smiles at the two others as I quickly have her naked and admire her taut body.

    “Now undress Riley for us Sarah.”

    As I undo the zip at the back of Riley’s dress and it falls to the floor, I realise Riley is a male cross dresser. He is totally naked apart from heels and crotch-less panty hose, with a huge, very impressive erection poking out. An instant turn on for me and I am determined to have it later today.

    “Now undress me Riley,” I tell him very agitated as I undo my gown for him and he slides it off.

    “Love your glorious ass in that tiny g-string Sarah,” he tells me as the other two watch on.

    “Good, kiss it for me before you suck my man’s cock. You are turning all of us on. Now take it off for me, keep kissing it while you do,” I tell him excited at the thought of new man removing my knickers and leaving me totally naked.

    “Happy birthday Roger, anything special you would like from me?,” Riley teases as Helen and I watch him licking Roger’s cock.

    “My cock is rock hard hard for you, pleasure it for me, long and slow, show Sarah how good you are.”

    I watch Riley’s technique fascinated as he sucks hard, sucks soft, licks, blows, teases with his fingers, his tongue and sex talk, “Love your big, thick cock, so does my lady. And I love your lady watching me. Did you like watching me kiss her glorious ass?”

    His lady is avidly kissing, licking and teasing Roger’s nipples with her fingers as her man licks his cock, blows on it then takes almost his whole nine-inches into his mouth between pursed lips as he scratches his balls with his nails.

    I am very aroused as I watch an obviously very talented bi-sexual man pleasuring my man’s raging erection, determined to have his huge cock very soon. Roger is nine-inches and thick and as I compare him with Riley I can’t help asking, “How big is he Helen?”

    “You can compare soon Sarah and tell me,” she responds

    “I want him after he has finished with you Roger, you know I have a fetish for bi-sexual men,” I whisper even more aroused as I tongue kiss him while Helen is licking his nipples and Riley is slowly sliding his cock between his tightly pursed lips.

    “Ten minutes so far baby, aren’t you pleased we fucked last night, lots of extra pleasure for you when you last longer. Do you like the way he is teasing your balls?”

    Roger does not answer me, he is obviously very close to orgasm as he is breathing heavily with his eyes closed soaking up the sexual pleasure. He moans and his body tenses while Riley is digging his fingernails into his ass as he sucks just the tip of his swollen erection. I have never seen the veins in his cock showing as they are now.

    “How would you like me to finish you off big boy?,” he whispers to Roger.

    “Hand job with oil, hand job,I want it now, now, bite my nipples Helen,” he groans as Helen and Riley comply. “Count the strokes for me Sarah, I want nine,” he tells me as I comply.

    “ ……, seven, eight, I want him after he has finished with you Roger, you know I have a fetish for bi-sexual men, does that turn you on? I want you to watch while Helen licks me. Nine baby now, do it for the three of us,” I tell him.

    Riley really is very talented I muse extremely aroused as I ogle his erection and my man’s as Roger lets go and blows a huge load as he is almost screaming, “Oh fuck, so fucking good, yes, yes, yes.”

    As I organize Riley and his lady for my sexual pleasure I sit on a chair at forty-five degrees in front of a wall length mirror with my legs apart as Helen licks her way up my inner thighs while I ogle Riley’s erection. I want to watch both of them while we have sex.

    “I have never had a man with his equipment poking out of panty hose before. And I do like the look, it has really turned me on,” I tell them as Helen’s tongue touches my cunt lips at the moment I put my hand on Riley’s erection and guide it to my lips and tongue.

    “Your blow job technique really was impressive Riley,” I tell him as I lick his erection. I want to try and emulate it for your sexual pleasure and my satisfaction. “My man lasted more than ten-minutes for you. Can you last that long for me?”

    “You told me I could have a hung man and a bi-sexual female while you watch and masturbate, so do it for me,” I tell my man as he returns from the bathroom with a flaccid cock.

    I am in my sexual element as Helen is licking my cunt lips, she is very good, and I have her man’s erection between my lips with my man watching.

    “Love your big, thick cock and I love your lady watching me and licking my cunt lips at the same time. And my man is masturbating his new erection for us,” I tell Riley as I suck hard, suck softy, lick, blow and tease with my fingers, my tongue and sex talk.

    “You asked me earlier how big he was Sarah, you have made him even bigger, you are awesome, fucking awesome, you are really turning me on,” Helen tells me to my great satisfaction.

    My man lasted for more than ten-minutes and I am determined to get Riley off in a shorter time. I am wearing my watch and note I have been working on him for nine minutes.

    I can sense Riley won’t be able to hold out much longer so I decide to revert to one of my favorite blow job techniques. With just the tip of his erection between my lips as I swirl my tongue around it, I slide my thumb tip and a fingertip along the full length of his erection.

    I am fighting back a huge orgasm as Helen has me on the brink as she licks the tip of my clit, but I am determined to orgasm at the same time as Riley.

    “Masturbate for me Riley, I love watching a man masturbating while his lady has me on the brink, use two hands, so close, so close,” I moan as Helen is providing exquisite sexual pleasure to me with her tongue. “Yes, yes, yes, so good, so fucking good,” I moan even louder as my body shakes and I have a huge orgasm while I watch Riley blow a huge load.

    “That was fun for your birthday baby, my real birthday in six weeks, can we do it all again?,” I ask my man two nights later as had a magnificent, long, slow fuck without saying another word to each other as we both relived our birthday tryst.


  • My Daughter The Carpet Muncher

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    My daughter is a lesbian.

    My Daughter The Carpet Muncher

    My sixteen-year-old daughter Bethany is God’s gift to men. She was a rock hard body, her ass just craves to be admired, and her breasts certainly draw your attention. I get a thrill from watching her get dressed every morning. Bethany has never been shy. She takes after my wife. The two of them walk around all morning in their bra and panties. Lately Bethany’s bras have gotten very sexy and her panties have gotten very tiny. Both of my girls have been wearing those tiny strings with very small patches of material that couldn’t cover a pussy if it had too. I think they call them G-strings. Anyway it is quite evident that both my wife and daughter shave their pussies bald. So for about a year I have just barley been able to contain my lust for my daughter.

    Today as I watched Bethany get dressed she put on a micro mini blue jean skirt that flared out and just barely covered her panties. Her top was too small to cover her bra so of course she removed it. It was a white top and all I could think about was a ‘Wet T-shirt’ contest. I would die to see that thing get wet and disappear completely. Today I had the privilege of taking her to school and picking her up afterwards because I had the day off.

    When I came to a stop near the school three girls ran to the car. Bethany opened the door and got out showing me her ass as she did so. The girls called Bethany ‘CM’ which caught me off guard. I had head it before but this time I really took notice to it. I wondered what CM stood for! As they walked away I noticed all of the boys tripping over their tongues as she passed by them. I wondered why Bethany had never dated any of them.

    At home I was just in time to kiss my wife goodbye and run my hand up under her skirt. I wanted her pussy so bad. My daughter and her friends looked so good that it made me horny as hell. I stood in the driveway and watched my wife’s car disappear down the street.

    As I passed by my daughter’s bedroom I heard that dumb ass ‘You’ve got mail’ coming from her computer. She always turns it off so I was interested. I stepped into her room and sure enough her computer was still on. I clicked on the icon and read her email. It said:

    Hi CM in Buffalo,
    What did you do last weekend?
    It can’t be as good as my weekend was. My father is gone now so I invited five of my favorite girlfriends over for some CARPET MUNCHING.

    That’s when I finally realized what CM stood for.

    The email continued:

    Right in the middle of it all my mother walked in and caught me eating one girl, sharing a double-ended dildo with another girl, and my fingers in two other’s pussies while the fifth girl made a video clip. Anyway my mother didn’t freak out at all. In fact she joined in too. Here are two video clips for you.
    CM in Philadelphia.

    So I clicked on the first icon and watched the same thing that she had just described in her email. She was my daughter’s age. When I clicked on the second icon I was shocked to see Kitty our old neighbor get into the action whole-heartedly. I was amazed with her nude body and the fact that she ate not only her daughter but also three of her friends before the video clip ended.

    My heart was racing as I put in a CD and copied those two files to it. Then I started looking around in her computer. I found one folder with at least five hundred pictures in it. Almost every one had nude girls in them. I copied all of them to the CD too.

    I made a stupid search for a diary and was surprised to find one. It was password protected but I was able to copy it. Then I took the CD and went to my computer. I tried several possibilities to open the file but couldn’t. So out of frustration I did an Internet for a password locator. There were several available so I just clicked on the first one. It was for Microsoft Word and was good for almost every version that Microsoft had every published as well as several beta versions. For nineteen night five I could download it. I gave them my credit card number and the download started. Soon I had it. The first thing I did was make a back up of it on disc. Next I put Bethany’s diary on my computer and opened the password finder. I clicked on my daughter’s diary and hit ‘go.’ It took a couple of minutes but it came up with…I_Love_To_Eat_Pussy.

    I opened my word program then opened my daughter’s diary. I inserted her password and presto it opened for me. This was bigger than I had imagined. It started with her twelfth birthday party when her cousin Judy had taught her to lick her pussy. Bethany stated that she liked it immediately.

    The next entry was a month later when Judy spent the night. They were up half of the night locked in a sixty-nine satisfying one another. Again Bethany mentioned how much she likes to eat Judy’s pussy.

    Every month or two there were more entries. Then Bethany had her thirteenth birthday and a sleep over. She instigated a game of spin the bottle and managed to kiss each of the girls that night. Then after the lights went out she talked them into lying still and staying quiet so that she could feel of their bodies and identify who they were. Bethany was only interested in feeling their breasts and pussies. She was a very bold young lady. She reached into their panties and fingered their pussies and none of them said a word to stop her. As I looked at the names I knew that three of them were the girls this morning that had greeted her. The other name was Kitty’s daughter that had moved to Philadelphia. Holly shit!

    There were more entries that year then I got to her fourteenth birthday party. Apparently my wife had gotten Bethany a vibrator. She got to introduce it to all of her overnight guests. That continued to be used for the next year. For her fifteenth birthday my wife gave Bethany a box with a whole bunch of sex toys in it. She describes them. There is a vibrating banana with a monkey near one end. When inserted deep into her pussy the monkey rubs against her clitoris and then vibrates everything when turned on. She was given a dildo that looked just like an ear of corn-on-the-cob and apparently it felt so good that she slept with it in her pussy for a whole month. Anyway the box had a butt plug, nipple clips, and a double-ended dildo too. Her diary mentioned how Bethany and Kitty’s daughter used to get on each end of the dildo and rub each other’s clits until they were raw. Then Kitty and her family moved away to Philadelphia.

    For Bethany’s sixteenth birthday she and her lesbian lovers seduced my wife into their little group. I was out of town on business and they ate pussy constantly all weekend. They ate day and night. Bethany says that her mother can’t get enough pussy and that the two of them were made for one another.

    Then there were some disturbing entries where Bethany says that my wife is only letting me fuck her so that I wouldn’t leave her and that my wife has to rush into the bathroom to douche right afterwards to get my cum out of her pussy. If she sucks my cock she has to brush her teeth twice. She can just barely stand me touching her.

    Then she mentioned that Kitty and her daughter wanted Bethany and my wife to come down and live with them. Kitty had gotten hid of her husband and become a devout lesbian.

    Now I knew why I had never seen a boy come around or seen my daughter go out on a date with a boy. I wanted to scream. Hell I wanted to rape her and teach her what a real man could do. I knew that none of that would do the trick.

    I thought about nothing else all day. Then I had to pick Bethany up at school. When she opened the door her three lovers got in too. I really wanted to be alone with her but that wasn’t going to happen. I had forgotten that it was Friday and that they were spending the weekend at our house.

    When they got home I knew that my wife would not be home for almost two more hours.

    I drank two beers to give me the courage to knock on her bedroom door. I heard a lot of shuffling around in there. Finally Bethany opened it up just a crack and asked me what I wanted.

    What did I want?

    I answered her question, “I would like to watch you and your girlfriends make love. The thought of two guys turns my stomach but the thought of two girls making love has always excited the hell out of me!”

    Bethany looked at me for a moment then she opened the door and invited me in.

    The End


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