Hope you enjoy this one, I was going to enter it in the holiday contest but decided not to. Like always, I like constructive criticism and if you e-mail me I try to respond quickly. Be warned the slash and burn comments will be deleted as soon as I see them. Sorry about the mistakes I’m still trying to find an editor.

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Let me tell you about a party we had a few years back. Every year at our house my wife Dawn and I hosted a Christmas party for my employees. This one particular party was going to be the last one though because I had sold my company to a guy that had a pocket full of cash.

I was retiring, I wasn’t that old, maybe a bit of grey showing, but the money was enough that Dawn and I could take life easy as long as we watched our money and didn’t get carried away and spend it extravagantly.

The guy that bought me out was taking over in the New Year, and I had already moved all my stuff out of the office and had been showing him the ropes of how the company worked. My employees jobs were secure because of the way the business worked and they all were needed to keep things running smoothly.

With the money Dawn and I had decided to splurge a bit and get one big treat each. Dawn couldn’t make up her mind what she wanted but I had bought her the one thing she had been wanting for many years. I had to go to an auction to find a good cherry red, fifty seven thunderbird convertible. I spent a bit more than I wanted but I knew I would accumulate a lifetimes worth of brownie points for it. Myself I wanted a small place in the backwoods where I could just sit and watch the birds and wildlife. I had been looking for a while now and thought I found the perfect place.

For the party we had done up the house in the usual holiday decorations, and of course there were the mandatory five or six clumps of mistletoe hanging around. We ended up with ten single guys and five couples as guests. That meant there were a total of 16 guys once you included me and including Dawn there was six women.

My employees were a tight knit group and socialized quite often, so everyone felt comfortable around each other. In past parties there had been a lot of fun and flirting, but right from the start of this one I could feel something else too. It almost felt like there was a force in the air just waiting to burst forth. I was busy being the designated bartender so I could talk to everyone as they came up for more refreshments. Since it was the holiday season, and I was paying for the cabs, all the drinks were made pretty strong. Dawn played the part of the hostess making sure everyone had plenty of snacks plus she spent a lot of time chatting with everyone.

We had a catered meal which was on the main floor. We had so many guests the dining room wouldn’t hold everyone so the caterers had brought some more tables which extended from the dining room into the front room. The meal, like always was very filling. There was turkey, dressing, veggies, potatoes, a lot more wine than necessary, plus all the other things that made for a great feast. Once that was out of the way, everyone adjourned to the basement rec. room again for the rest of the evening.

Once everyone was in the rec. room, most of the guys gravitated to the bar and were passing on their bull shit. The single guys were bragging about their latest conquests and the married guys, not to be outdone were bragging about what their wives were like in bed. The women were all on the other side of the room having their hen party. I could tell they were talking about us because they would put their heads together then they would look over at us and start giggling.

As the evening went on I realized I didn’t have the right physical attributes to stay popular with the guys. I was male and didn’t have tits or a pussy, so the guys slowly abandoned me and were standing around the room in groups of two’s and three’s. It finally dawned on me why they were spaced about the room. They all were congregating around those clumps of mistletoe. Whenever some female got even close to some mistletoe, there were always a couple of guys grabbing her arm and dragging them under the mistletoe wanting their kisses. It was almost a contest to see which of the guys could get the most kisses from the girls.

At first the kisses were fairly innocent, but the guys were getting bolder with the kisses and it didn’t seem to matter if the girl was married or not. The women didn’t seem to be complaining though, and if truth be known some were even going from one clump of mistletoe to the other.

Everyone had had more than their share of drinks and the girls were all laughingly carrying on and giggling when they got their kisses. They looked and acted like high school kids that had gotten away with doing something naughty. I watched as my wife Dawn was getting more than her share of kisses. She was acting totally out of character by seemingly liking the attention by willingly giving as good as she got.

As time went on I arnavutköy escort noticed that the kisses were lingering pretty long and there now seemed to be some tongue action taking place. To my amazement none of the girls were complaining or trying to resist the advances the guys made. With there being no resistance from the girls all the guy’s hands were soon wandering more and more, and there was more than one girl who had her tits squeezed, or ass grabbed.

Things took a real turn when Dawn got caught by a group of three married guys. They surrounded her so she couldn’t get away and they were kissing her aggressively. I also saw that as well as kissing her they were molesting her pretty good. I noticed her blouse fall to the floor followed by her bra. Some of the other guys noticed the action with Dawn so they must have decided if it could happen to her why not the rest of the girls. Soon there were more clothes on the floor and a few topless girls to boot.

I sort of had a concern about where this was going. Mind you I always had a fantasy of watching Dawn with other guys so I was sort of hoping things would go further. Since the girls were outnumbered two to one and they all seemed to be enjoying the attention I decided to sit back and watch. No one was forcing anyone to do something they didn’t want. Heck, the girls in some instance were being the aggressive ones so I figured if they were having fun this night could prove to be a guy’s wet dream.

I had watched a fair bit of porn in my life and the amateur ones with the husband watching as his wife took on a cock or two, or even a bunch of cocks, were the ones that turned me on the most. Dawn knew those films turned me on, so when she made it over to me, topless of course, I smiled as I asked her if she was enjoying the party. She said she was having a blast. I then asked why she was acting so promiscuous and told her that I thought things were getting out of hand and she could find herself doing things she would regret. She gave me a pouty look and teased me by saying, “Aren’t you the one that gets off on porn where the wife gets fucked by other guys. You never know maybe its better in the flesh than on a video. I’m having fun and as a Christmas present to you I’d like to see if you truly like watching your wife get fucked. We’ll never see these people again so let’s just go with the flow and see what happens.”

That comment set me back a bit and I had to admit I had never seen this side of my wife before. She had always been passionate in the bedroom with me, but in public she acted demure, and her acting like this was a bit of a shock. I didn’t know how far things would go that night, but my cock jumped as I thought to myself that I was willing to see just what Dawn was going to allow.

I watched Dawn head back across the room and as she joined a few guys they made room for her in their group. I also noticed that the pile of clothes on the floor was getting to be pretty large. I took another look around the room and there sure were a lot of near naked bodies molesting each other.

That’s when my dirty mind thought of something. I envisioned having a lot of jerk off material from this night for later, so that’s when I ran to the mechanical room and activated the security cameras. That security system was top of the line but hardly ever got used. I was sure glad I had it. I had to bring home some sensitive material from time to time and the security system was a way of protecting that stuff. It had more bells and whistles and as a bonus it had two or three micro cameras in every room in the house and enough memory to record every one of them for twenty four hours. I activated the system for the whole house to record as long as the thing could. On the way back to the party I was thinking that security system might be the best idea I ever had.

I had a hard on thinking I might get lucky and record not only my wife, but all the wives fucking in front of a camera. I soon was again caught up watching the action around me.

My eye caught some action by the doorway on the other side of the room. Kurt and Prentice had Dawn backed against a door jamb with their hands giving her c cup tits a work out. That caused my cock to spring to full hardness. I blinked and the two of them were both sucking on a nipple and she was bending back giving them better access.

That’s when I concentrated on Dawn. She wasn’t trying to get away from the guys and was holding onto them tightly as if to encourage them more. My mind was whirling as I thought, that’s my wife. I never knew she could be like this, and here I am watching her and my hard on won’t quit.

Kurt and Prentice continued to suck on her tits as their hands started roaming on her body. Kurt then unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. Dawn was now only wearing a G string, heels, and her suspender belt that was holding up her thigh high stockings.

I almost couldn’t believe that escort istanbul I was watching my wife having her tits mauled, by two guys, who also had their hands roaming her ass and inner thighs. I was rubbing my cock through my pants watching the spectacle unfolding in front of me. I just had to undo my pants and pull them off which let my cock free. Now I could stroke it easier.

Every girl in the place was busy with two guy’s hands and mouths all over their bodies. The girls may have all been married, but I noticed only one was busy with her own husband. The rest were with anyone but their husbands. Kurt and Prentice continued having their way with Dawn and when they finally let Dawn go she looked and saw that the two of them had erect cocks standing at full attention pointed straight at her.

Charley, who was naked and holding his erect cock tightly in his hand came over to them and said he wanted to join in. Without hesitation Charley pulled Dawn to him and shoved his tongue down her throat. He probed her mouth searching for her tonsils. Kurt and Prentice went off to join in with some of the other girls as Daryl, who had also ditched his clothes, arrived and kneeled down behind my wife. He reached around her and pulled down her G string leaving her naked except for her suspenders, stockings and heels. Dawn was squirming weakly as he then stroked her pussy. Charley then sucked her nipples as Daryl was sliding his finger up and down between her moist pussy lips. She even spread her legs to give him better access.

All I could do was to find the best view and enjoy the sight while I jerked my member that was already beginning to ache. Daryl on his knees turned Dawn and started to feverishly lick and suck her cunt burying his tongue in as far as it would go as he flicked his tongue over her clit.

Dawn started moaning loudly completely lost in the emotions. Daryl was vigorously licking her clit and Charley was devouring her tits. Dawn grabbed the back of Daryl’s head and tried to push it even further into her pussy as she loudly exclaimed, “Right there, right there, oh fuck yeah that’s it.”

With those words you could tell whatever inhibitions she had left were gone. Everything seemed to be in a frenzy as the evening was turning into an all out orgy. I couldn’t believe it. Here it was only about ten in the evening and not only was my wife engaging in carnal acts right in front of me, but the rest of my employees had their own orgy going on too. I just leaned over the bar and watched all the women being sexually assaulted by at least two guys, and all I wanted to do was stroke my throbbing cock as I watched.

Daryl and Charley laid Dawn down right in the middle of the floor. They then continued their assault on her body. Some others came over to watch and you could see Dawn’s eyes looking from one cock to another. Her body started to buck as she came because of Daryl’s tongue, and her eyes rolled back as she quivered and came.

Daryl pulled his tongue from her and Charley on his hands and knees moved up towards her head and rubbed his big cock against her lips. Daryl moved up until the shaft of his cock was resting against the swollen lips of my wife’s pussy. He looked at me and then slowly started moving his pelvis back and forth rubbing the full length of his man stick against her juicy cunt. Using his fingers he opened her folds as he made his cock nice and wet. Daryl was pushing the right buttons because my wife opened her mouth and Charley who had been waiting quickly shoved the enormous knob on the end of his cock past her lips and into her mouth.

Dawn caught by surprise gagged as Charley didn’t hesitate to pump her mouth with his cock. Daryl was looking at me as if confirming it was OK. I smiled giving him permission and he lifted his ass and arched his back to get the head of his cock pushing forward just enough to open the lips of Dawn’s pussy. He then slowly pushed until just the head disappeared into her. He held it there for a moment, never breaking eye contact with me, and pushed until he hit bottom. He then vigorously began fucking her. Dawn now was sucking Charley as Daryl slammed his member into her as deep and hard as he could.

Dawn was raising her ass off the floor as Daryl would slam himself into her violently making a loud clapping sound on each stroke. Daryl didn’t last too long and he tensed up and shoved himself as deep in her hole as he could and let out a groan as he dumped his load into her.

I took stock of myself just then. Here I was watching a couple of guys using my wife and all I was doing was stroking my meat. I wondered about my response. I knew my body was dictating my response because it was overcome by the stimulating show in front of me. After thinking about it for ten seconds I resigned myself to the fact that this was better than watching any porn show ever made. If my wife being used like this turned me on I wasn’t going to complain and just enjoy the show.

I looked sefaköy escort around again and every girl was being worked over by two guys. Some were being spit roasted, some on their knees sucking cock and another acrobatic one was even being hung upside down with her legs over a guy’s shoulder’s as he licked her ass, and another guy was fucking her inverted mouth. By now Charley pulled away from Dawn’s mouth and climbed between her legs and he did not take it slow or easy on his penetration. He powerfully hammered his cock in as deep as he could go in one motion, which met with Dawn’s loud approval.

By now all a guy could hear in the room was constant moans and groans, and passionate phrases like fuck me harder etc. The sound of slapping skin as bodies were frantically trying to get release was constant.

Getting back to my wife, Charley was pounding Dawn’s semen filled pussy for all he was worth. Dawn was off on her own journey and on fire as that big cock slammed into her like there was no tomorrow. Kurt had been fucking a short blond, but he walked over and knelt down in front of Dawn and started to rub the head of his cock against her lips. You could tell Kurt was already worked up because as his cock rubbed her face and lips you could see the glossy sheen he was leaving on her face.

Kurt had the biggest cock I had ever seen. It must have been 8 inches long and as thick as Dawn’s wrist. My wife reached up with her hand and wrapped it around that horse cock. She started working her hand up and down. While not losing any rhythm with Charley, Dawn opened her mouth as wide as she could so Kurt could insert his cock in her mouth. God it barely got past her lips. He was stretching her mouth to the limits.

Charley pulled out of Dawn’s pussy and was replaced by Prentice’s penis. He had come back to enjoy Dawn’s body again. He soon was pounding her at a pretty fast pace and was building to his inevitable release. He was grunting as he slammed his cock into her and you could tell he was about to splash the inside of her with his seed. He was grunting, as he then started to yell out, informing everyone, “Ooh shit, here it cums. Fuck, I’m going to shoot a big one, oh god it feels so good, you ready for my hot spunk bitch?” His ass quivered as he came deeply in her.

This seemed to put Kurt over the top as he started bucking and cried out “oh yes, I’m going to cum in your throat, get ready to swallow it bitch”. Kurt jerked rapidly and started dumping his own load in my wife’s mouth as he yelled “oh yes I’m fucking cumming, swallow it you cunt, swallow it all bitch, and don’t waste a drop.”

My wife had never been talked to like this before, and I expected her to be upset but she acted like she was getting off on it. If anything it seemed to stoke the fire more in her. The guys noticed her reaction to the slutty talk and whenever they were talking to her from that point on she was treated like a street whore. Kurt groaned and shoved all he could get in her mouth as he unloading several huge deposits. Dawn was gagging, but Kurt was holding her head as that huge cock thrust into her mouth. Streams of cum escaped her mouth and ran down her cheek as she continued gagging on his huge load. She caught her breath and after a bit of shuffling around Dawn now bent over the Prentice and Kurt as they lay on their backs. She soon was sucking them for all she was worth, trying to get them hard again.

I had been mostly watching Dawn’s antics but had scanned the room a few times looking at everyone else’s antics. It seemed all the girls had cum at least two times and they must have had enough because they were getting dressed and were coming over and thanking me for the party. I called for the cabs and they left for home. I noticed that all the wives left with someone that wasn’t their husband and a couple of tem took two guys with them.

Dawn was still busy being spit roasted. After the people that were going to leave left Charley, Prentice, Kurt, Ricky, Richard, Dawn and I were the only ones left in the room. There was a brief rest period as everyone caught their breath. Mind you all the guys were still caressing Dawn as if to let her know there was more to come. My cock was telling me it hoped there was going to be more and I was looking forward to watching what everyone knew was going to happen.

Ricky started things again when he stuck his cock in Dawn’s face. My wife opened her mouth immediately and took the whole piece of meat in her mouth and started working it in like a woman possessed. This mainly conservative wife I used to know had transformed into the whore in front of me and seemed like the fires in her body couldn’t be extinguished.

She took Ricky’s whole rod down her throat. He couldn’t believe she was taking all of him with her mouth and had caught on to the fact that she liked the dirty talk so he said, “Oh god you’re such a fucking whore. You slut, suck my cock. Make me cum bitch.” You could see her working her tongue around his cock she took it down her throat. Ricky grabbed the back of Dawn’s head and was only concerned about cumming. He cried out “Take it all you fucking whore,” as his cock was making her gag. “Oh fuck that’s it, I’m cumming down your fucking throat you cunt. Oh fuck, oh fuck here it cums, holy Christ here it cums, swallow it bitch.”

Considering my first meeting with Ava, my current and favorite escort, I considered it almost an interview. I say that because the way she conducted the conversation, it seemed not so much to determine what sex I wanted to pay for, but more for her to get into my mind enough to seduce me into being a regular client. And it worked.

She, being so attractive and seductive, drew me right into her web of sexual pleasures with a Q what positions do you like?” she asked.

“I actually prefer to BE fucked, with you in charge and on top, or at least in control.”

“I am clean and unable to get pregnant and I get a medical checkup every six weeks for STD’s; would you want to use a condom or not?”

“I’d rather not because I like to see and feel my cum when I get off.”

“Do you want to come on my tits, on my ass, in my mouth, or in my pussy?”

“Any of that; I will be happy wherever my cock is when I come.”

“Do you prefer blow jobs or hand jobs or both?” she asked.

“Both, and always at your discretion.”

“So, you like receiving görükle escort oral; what about eating pussy?”

“I actually prefer eating pussy over being fucked; it’s very intimate.”

“I suppose you want me to sit on your face; most men like that.”

“Yes, ma’am and especially if you can come that way.”

“It actually takes me longer to come while sitting on a man’s face, but if that makes you happy, I’ll enjoy coming in your mouth.”

“Oh, GOD, Yes, ma’am, that would be wonderful!”

“Of course, if I do that, it might take up the majority of your visit and you might not have time to come yourself.”

“If you come while sitting on my face, ma’am, I will probably come all over myself.”

“Do you like being restrained?”

“Yes, especially if you tease and deny me a release.”

“What if I tie you up while I sit on your face, your hands would not be free to masturbate. Could you tolerate that?”

“Oh, yes, ma’am and you’re going to make me hard just thinking about that.”

“What if I tied nilüfer escort you up, fucked you and then sat on your face to make you eat your own cum; could you handle that?”

“If you sit on my face and come, I will be so horny that I would probably eat it, yes, ma’am.”

“So, you like being denied; what if I make you wait until your next visit; could you refrain from masturbating until you come back?”

“If you were authoritative enough and teased me, yes, ma’am.”

“Ma’am implies you like to be dominated, does that include pain?”

“No, please, and I don’t like pegging or anything done to my butt.”

“FYI, I don’t do anal and don’t ask to eat my shit, that’s disgusting.”

“If you are on your period, I would like to at least eat your ass.”

“That’s acceptable. What other kinks do you have?”

“Is it okay if I drink your pee?”

“Yes, but I don’t give nor take golden showers.”

“That’s okay, but I’d like you to pee in my mouth so I can drink it.”

“You’re quite bursa sınırsız escort a little pervert; do you like being feminized?”

“No, ma’am, but I do like being used.”

“Explain that a little,” she said.

“I would love you to use my mouth and my cock to give yourself pleasure, or at least to pretend that you are coming. That would be terribly exciting for me.”

“Do you like role play, like having me dress in costumes and pretending to be a school girl, a nun, a cowgirl, a dominatrix and so on?”

“If the mood strikes you. The clothing that arouse me are a lacy or push up bra, thigh high stockings, high heels and lacy panties, or a thong.”

“Would you like to have my dirty panties stuffed in your mouth while I fuck you or masturbate you?”

“That would be awesome, ma’am.”

“I’m almost half your age, why do you keep calling me “ma’am?”

“Partially because I respect your position and partially because I like being submissive.”

“So, there’s a good chance I can do anything to you or make you do anything for me and you’ll gladly pay for it, is that right?”

“As long as it is sexual and involves just you and me, yes, ma’am.”

And so our continued relationship started and even though I was generally given the choice of sexual activity, she always had the option to override and dictate what we would do. And I liked that.

Another Wednesday evening of sexual fun planned and in motion, She brought me home, stripped me down, bathed me, shaved my balls, and the applied the soothing oil I liked to ease the razor burn. Having retired to the bedroom for some more attention, I had decided to get a bit kinky tonight; I had some short pieces of rope tied to the bed frame with loops formed on the ends that were hanging free. I told her to lie on the bed and securely fastened her wrists into the loops I had formed earlier, then spreading her legs to the corners of the foot of the bed, I securely fastened her ankles into the two remaining loops I had provided. With this accomplished, I took a pair of my briefs which I had worn earlier while having cyber-sex with her earlier in the week still wet with my pre-cumm and sweat, and pulled them over her eyes and nose for a blindfold. They were a smaller pair that I could no longer wear through out the day, butt perfect size to cover her nose and eyes while still leaving her mouth open for my use.

I straddled her face so that my cock was just out of the reach of her tongue, brushing it slowly along the sides of her face and chin to tease her. Slowly I worked my way down her body with my soft touch fingertips and sometimes my tongue, stopping for a moment on her belly to run wet circles closer and closer to her shaven pussy. I retrieved my feathers from the dresser and teased her armpits, then slowly around her tits, the inside of her thighs were next and then I continued down her legs to her ankles. All the time I was doing this I could hear large intakes of air through my briefs over her nose, she was taking in all the sensations she could, as sight and feel were so restricted. I figured it was time to drive her a little crazy for a while, so I got some of our toys out of the drawer, I took the anal beads spit on them and slowly eased them into her asshole. While I was doing that I was teasing her clit with just the tip of my tongue. Then I took one of our smaller vibrators, turned it on low and placed it between her wet, swollen pussy lips so it rested against her clit. I then took the new nipple clamps I had purchased earlier on the internet (so she wouldn’t know) and clamped them onto her nipples with the short chain threaded through the loop of her collar. Her collar was one of the wonderful presents she bought me to increase the control she had wanted me to show more of. I turned on some soft music and took a few pictures with my digital camera to save a record of my work (to show her later of course) she so enjoys looking at herself in gaziosmanpaşa escort helpless situations which I control our pleasure, and left the room.

I sat down in my chair in the living room and started to watch a video for a while to let her soak in all the sensations I left her with, the smell (which I knew would work as an aphrodisiac), the feelings, (the anal beads in her ass and the vibrator resting against her clit), and her imagination (wondering what to expect next). I chuckled to myself what a devious Master I was to treat my Lisa with such attention and thoughtfulness. My pleasure was interrupted by a vehicle pulling up into the driveway, butt I thought nothing of it because I wasn’t expecting anyone on a Wednesday evening. I peeked out the window, only to see it was a friend from the bowling alley, I quietly arose and went out the front door to meet him before he could get to the door. He looked at me puzzled when I raised my finger to my lips to signal to him to keep quiet. I quietly explained outside that I had a girl tied up in my bedroom and he almost burst out laughing, I assured him it was no joke and wondered out loud if he would be interested in helping me fulfill a fantasy of hers? He looked at me very seriously and said he would help as long as it wouldn’t cause any trouble, I told him not to worry since he had never meet her and no names would be mentioned and she was already blindfolded. He agreed to join in.

I told him once we were in the room not to say anything to give away his identity. He stripped down and followed me into my room, as expected he was taken aback at the scene he came upon entering the room. She was still securely attached at all four corners of the bed, and a smile came across her face when she sensed someone in the room. He looked at me curiously, as if to ask, can she see through those? I shook my head no and moved my hand to her vibrator, rubbing it roughly against her clit and then pushing it in to the hilt in her wetness. She arched her back off the bed as the unexpected plunge of the vibrator took her by surprise (if she only knew what further surprises awaited her) I then buried my face in her wet aromatic pussy. My friend was standing next to the bed watching and stroking his cock when I signaled him to brush the head against the palm of her hand softly; he smiled and nodded then proceeded to drag the head of his cock softly against her palm.

She practically rose from the bed from this unexpected sensation; we both smiled at escort istanbul each other and nodded as if we knew what each other were thinking. I rose up from her pussy and backed away from the bed, just as I did he moved to straddle her head and stick his cock into her open mouth. I’m sure with her senses being entertained by all the things that were going on she wasn’t sure whether it was my cock or not. She proceeded to suck anyway, I then signaled him to grab a handful of hair and force his cock into her mouth deeper and he smiled knowingly and started a steady pumping of his cock into her mouth. I then slowly started to remove the beads from her asshole, a sensation that surely would tip her off to more than just her and I were in the room. She gulped frantically at the surprise and clamped down with her asshole as the last beads were coming out. She had a body shaking orgasm as I removed the vibrator from her pussy, which I proceeded to slide into her puckering asshole. She accepted it easily as her orgasm subsided. I motioned to my friend to remove his cock from her mouth and come fuck her for awhile, He smiled, shook his head and moved down the bed into position.

I then leaned over from the side of the bed and kissed her deeply, her mind must be racing now, I thought to myself I could taste him in her mouth and this was a turn on unknown to either her or my friend. I continued to kiss her deeply so she could ask no questions (although at this point I think she was beyond questioning anything). He slowly sunk his cock into her soaking wet pussy and fondled her breasts as he fucked her. He nodded to the vibrator in her ass and gave me a thumbs up as if to say nice touch, I could tell he was enjoying the sensation. I then mounted her face with my cock in her mouth, leaned against the wall the way I like to support my upper body weight and started fucking her face roughly. Just as I expected she started coming very hard again, her body arched up towards his cock and she tried to draw more air in through my briefs that still covered her eyes and nose. This climax lasted for over a minute and a half as she convulsed under both of our cocks inside of her. My friend then tapped me on the shoulder and signaled that he was about to come, I signaled back to hold back for a second and to cumm all over her face, he nodded he understood, and I removed my cock from her mouth with a large pop as she was sucking it with everything she had trying to get some cumm. I removed myself from her face and slid down the bed so I could watch as esenler escort he sprayed his spunk all over her face. He stood beside the bed and stroked his cock furiously until his load pumped and pumped covering her face like a thick sauce. He finished as I removed the vibrator from her ass, and signaled me to come into the other room with him.

We went into the living room where he got his clothes and I told him to go ahead and shower and watch for a while if he wanted, butt he shook his head and said he would be leaving after a quick shower, so I said ok call me later about whatever it was he came over for, he looked at me real funny and said he couldn’t remember at all what it was. He went to the bathroom, showered quickly and left. I went back into the bedroom just in time to see her climaxing again even though I hadn’t left any of our toys inside or against her body, I let her orgasm subside and then untied her ankles from the loops at the corners of the bed, pulling one leg at a time up to where her wrists we still tied and attached them to the same loops, this opened up her pussy and ass to me without anything in my way. I stroked my cock for a second then stuck it in her cumm covered mouth she sucked until I was hard and then I slid down her body until I was between her legs again. With one hard plunge I sank my cock into her asshole fully, my balls slapped loudly against her ass cheeks as I pounded her roughly, harder and harder until I was ready to cumm. I pulled my cock from her asshole and moved up her body until my cock was in her mouth his cumm smearing all over my cock. I surprised her when I pulled out my cock just as I was about to cumm, as she always liked to swallow my cumm, I sprayed my cumm right where his already was and completely covered all of her face that my briefs weren’t already covering. I got the camera and took what must have been 2 dozen pictures of her so helpless and covered in spunk, tied with her hands and feet in such awkward positions.

I slowly untied her bonds as I kissed her, mixing the spunk with my spit so I could secretly taste cumm besides my own. I removed the briefs from her face and looked into her eyes deeply to see if she was hurt or shocked by what had happened over the last couple of hours, butt she just had this smile of contentment glowing over her face. When her hands and everything were freed I told her she could clean me and herself up with her tongue which she obliged immediately using her fingers to move all the spunk to her mouth and then going down, licking and sucking my soft cock until it was clean. She then asked to lie down next to me on the bed and I agreed and cuddled with her for about an hour or so. It was getting late and as we both had to work the next morning, we fell asleep in each others arms. As I drifted off to sleep I wondered what was going through her mind, but decided not to ask until the next day…

Marybelle was an amazing captain, she just didn’t like taxes. Or the British. Or the Spanish. Actually she had a lot of issues with polite society that stemmed from being female and ended with not being bothered to pay taxes. Which is why they did what they did.

But it was also why she dropped anchor when they spotted the remains of a shipwreck and a crew of seven women. Girls gotta help girls in this world of piracy and violence. Would be a shame for men to find and take advantage of their precarious situation.

They didn’t seem to be armed, but she wanted to approach them on her own, so they knew they could trust her, and get a feel for what happened. That horrible storm they had nearly been caught in over a week ago, seems to have caught them and destroyed one of their fleet ships.

They weren’t even supposed to be in a ship with that small of a crew, but it was just a retrieval, and the women hadn’t realized this ship couldn’t take the weather.

They were happy to join Marybelle on her ship and back to Captain Danielle Peace’s small ship fleet. Eager in fact, when Marybelle had told them she had a crew of mostly women. Danielle was a tall dark skinned woman, with long curly black hair and a big presence.

“Oh, it’s so hot out here, and this island is too small for fresh water reserves, you all must have been suffering from rationing!” Captain Marybelle Juna had exclaimed, thinking of how annoyed she would be to go without fresh water for too long.

Ardene, a red haired woman with full bodied freckles, who’d been leering at the younger woman since she got here, just shrugged. “We just didn’t bathe much, drinking it has been fine for the moment.”

Marybelle’s eyes were big. “Oh, but the sweat would drive me crazy!”

Miss Charlotte ‘call me Lottie, baby girl,’ who was so nice and had a big full tummy and hips twice as wide as Marybelle’s, gave her a grin while she helped Miss Missa in loading up a few crates of supplies. They had insisted in bringing their salvaged supplies on board as payment for the journey. The two women seemed attached at the hip. “It’s not that bad when you’re used to it, sweetpea.”

Marybelle’s eyes squinted, looking curious about that. “When you’re used to it?”

Lily, Layla, and Annie, some of the younger girls of the crew, were all leering at her excitedly, and Annie gave a grin. She was Ardene’s little sister. “Oh yeah, we aren’t like many other crews out there. We know the value of water, and it’s best to conserve where you can.”

Lily giggled. “It’s kinda fun, you know, to let things build up a bit. It’s Layla’s favorite part, anyways.” She poked at Layla who poked her back all sweet and cute.

Marybelle’s eyes were big. “Let it build up? I’m sorry, I’m afraid I don’t understand.”

Danielle leaned back against a crate, looked the girl over for a moment, and spread her legs a bit, shooing the three girls back to their packing tasks. She parted her long coat a bit, and tilted her hips forward. “Would you like to see, little Captain?”

Marybelle could see from this position, the woman wasn’t wearing trousers under her coat, and she swallowed hard, feeling a slight ache in her pussy. That was… interesting… She came forward, standing near the crate the other captain leaned against, and made a curious noise. Danielle took that as an assent, parting her coat entirely, and pulling out a cock that was slowly becoming erect, probably going to be the size of Marybelle’s forearm, and Marybelle couldn’t hold back the little moan in her throat.

It was greasy looking, like it was covered in layers of sweat, and… other stuff. And Danielle pulled back that thick foreskin enough to show disgusting bursa escort layers of thick rotten yellow smegma, practically globs of it tucked under the skin. Marybelle’s pussy was pulsing at this point, swollen and hot and needy. She could smell that rancid stink, and she wanted it bad. She wanted to smear that nasty thick crust and sludge over her pussy hole, shove nothing but that head in and out till her sopping pussy was covered in filth and that cockhead was clean.

Danielle smirked. “Oh? Does the little captain want to play with it? Do you want to suck it clean, or leave a mess in that little cunt I’m sure you’re hiding? I bet all that slick could clean this cock cheese good.”

Marybelle let out a breathy moan, right hand leaning against the crates for stability while her left pressed against her clit hard through her trousers. “I. Yeah. I want that. I want your nasty sludge all over my pussy.”

Ardene stepped up behind her, nudging her left hand aside and shoving her own in Marybelle’s trousers to batter at her throbbing clit for her. Marybelle’s moan was higher, needier this time. “Would you like that, Belle? Wanna be the whole crew’s filthy little cock cleaner? Make us all shiny and clean so we can get dirty again and ruin you over and over?”

Marybelle’s hips pushed into her hand, and she leaned back against her for stability when Ardene pumped with two fingers at her clit. “Please, that’s so disgusting. I’d never be clean again.”

Layla was suddenly there with a grin on her face. “Oh don’t worry, sweetheart, we’ll try our best to clean you up after. That’s my favorite part, anyways. Like getting my tongue in a smegma ruined hole, eating it out till all I can taste is them and me. After you’ve had the whole crew, rotten spunk and grease and all, it’d take hours to clean you out.”

Marybelle’s hips stuttered as Ardene’s movements on her clit turned hard and fast, and squeaked out a gasp as she made a dripping mess of her trousers, juices coming out in a messy squirt. She slumped back against the nice woman, feeling cock drunk and needy. “I want that, I want to be your cock cleaners. My pussy will stink so bad, I want it.”

That was more than enough permission for them. Danielle was nice enough to make them lay out a blanket over the crate they’d put her on, perfect height to get her pussy to their cocks. She was there for them, obviously. No need to try too hard.

Danielle was big though, so they pushed her knees down to her head, telling her to hold them back like a good girl. She happily complied, knowing the position would give her the best gape for catching all that stinky cock cheese. Marybelle was making a puddle below her, but now all that slick was pooling in her tiny snatch’s gape. She needed someone to fuck her till she couldn’t see straight.

Admittedly, that nasty stench from the girl behind her, playing with her tits and throat, that was enough to get her swaying in place. She wondered if Miss Missa would like to stuff her cock in Marybelle’s face, make her inhale all that stink so she could float the entire time.

The Captain opened her coat wider, and Marybelle could see those fat tits too, making her mouth water. She wanted to curl up in her arms, ass stuffed for a long cockwarming session, and mouth on those big tits.

With her coat out of the way, Danielle took a hold of that fat rod, fully erect and the size of Marybelle’s forearm like she thought, and pulled the skin back from the top so all that thick yellow filth was revealed, and pushed the tip to Marybelle’s gaping pussyhole. Marybelle wanted to cum already, her clit throbbing painfully while she tried -futilely- to push bursa otele gelen escort her hips up, shove that fat cockhead down her snatch, but she was held in place firmly, unable to get what she needed without giving into their whims. She whimpered excitedly.

That nasty cock pushing into her made her whimper, squirming desperately to get more. Not only was it massive, it was the most disgusting texture! It was like that cheese was caked on so bad there were clumps coming off on her pussy lips, slimier areas getting to dip into her previously pretty and clean little cunt, it felt like it was stretching every place Marybelle ever wanted and leaving behind a disgusting mess that could never be cleaned. Greasy and stinky sludge rubbing off on her pussylips and dripping into Marybelle’s cunt got her so close to coming.

Danielle looked in awe. “Out of all the little ladies I’ve convinced to clean this cock, I think you’re the most excited to do it, Sweet Belle.” She held the fat of her dick, pushing against the labia so she could spread that grease all over Marybelle’s pussylips, till she got to the top, and started swirling her cheesy cockhead around the clit. Marybelle felt like she was being electrocuted, and let out a moaning scream when she realized that piss hole was big enough for her little clit to slip inside. It felt nasty, and she couldn’t stop giving what tiny little pushes she could achieve into it. “More than that, I don’t think this dick has ever been so unwashed and ripe, and you’re just begging to get sticky and gaping from it. What a good girl you are.”

Marybelle sobbed as that cockhead pushed off her clit, back down to her little hole, and pushed in. She squeezed her tits, legs held back on her elbows and in Miss Missa’s grip on her ankles, and tugged at her nipples till she came with a shout, hole pulsing and clenching weakly around that fat cockhead, massaging the smegma right off of it into her hole.

She felt disgusting and sticky. She never wanted to be clean again. Maybe she could convince people to just drop their fat loads in her and see how long it takes them to rot to nasty cheese inside of her. She was never giving this up. Her head fell back, right off the edge of the crate, she moaned weakly as Danielle lived up to her words, using her tiny little snatch to clean her cock.

Meanwhile, she was face to cock with Miss Missa, and she started to strain to get at the woman, who obliged and shoved that fat dick in her face, letting her suck and sniff for only a moment before she pulled it back, slapping Marybelle across the face with her cock, leaving a disgusting snail trail of slime behind. Marybelle was so close to creaming around Danielle again, clenching on every pull out so she could catch all that frothy smegma.

“No no, none of these cocks will be down your throat till you’ve used that little cunt to clean them off. We can’t break our promises to leave you stinking with it. Tell you what, Annie here, loves warming little throats like yours. She likes snugging up to a cute face and keeping her cock down their throat, she might even fill you up with her piss if you’re a good girl and nice and calm for her.”

Marybelle sobbed, a hand slamming down to her clit to rub the disgusting little bud, greasy to touch with all that smegma pushed into her folds, and rubbed hard, giving a weak gasp, still breathing in that lovely stench while she convulsed, hole sucking at that fat cock, feeling used and sticky.

Danielle used her till she was gaping, cheesy rings of filth building at the base of her dick. That was okay though, she could make their new little filth toy clean it off with her tongue. She had creamed again when they mentioned Annie pissing in her throat, but Danielle was just too big to get in her throat without hurting her, she’d have to settle for drinking it from the tip. It was always nice to use a little urinal after a good fuck. And it was good to show them their place by giving them a proper taste instead of just pissing right into their stomachs.

She started a proper steady pace into the little Captain, making the girl squeal as thrust after thrust left her slimy and stretched around that massive girth. Danielle smirked, shoving in all the way and grinding down into that snug little pussy, rubbing all that sludge around her cock base onto the girl’s previously pristine little snatch.

“I love ruining little holes like this. Oh Little Belle, I’m going to fill you up, just got to- oh, thank you Layla!”

Layla, the hole whore that she was, had happily slid behind her captain while she ground into that little hole, shoving her tongue into Danielle’s ass. It was equally unwashed, and the women had all been having a bit of beach time fun over the past few days, so the hole probably tasted like dick cheese and sweat, among other things. The woman had never been one to refuse a hole, and had wrapped her cute little lips around Danielle’s fat ring of muscles, shoving her tongue right in. She always knew just how to be of service to others.

Danielle could feel her piss hole widen, and knew this was going to be a fat load as it came out. She could feel her balls churning with globs of snot thick cum, and let herself relax, giving that little hole a few slams to make it tighten in another orgasm around her. She could see that Missa had followed in Layla’s footsteps by shoving her little hole over Marybelle’s mouth, which meant the girl was probably getting a few loads of Lottie’s rotten cum, but that was okay since they weren’t going to fill her with their ass loads. Lottie liked to keep her lover full, and that was coming in handy now. Marybelle was moaning into that nasty hole that sat on her face, and trying to shove up into Danielle.

Danielle shoved her cockhead right up against Marybelle’s cervix, wondering if the little captain could relax enough to let her cum through, and promptly started to cum in that hole. It felt like coughing up a massive slug of snot, but out of her cock, right into that quivering and gushing hole, filling it with mucus thick cum. It was like jelly but hotter and thicker and fuller.

Marybelle started to shake again, mouth full of the nastiest load of jizz, hole feeling like it was inflating with cum so rotted it tingled and heated her insides. She squealed into that lovely hole again when Danielle pulled out of her little pussy, all ruined and disgusting, and promptly smacked her little clit with her softening cock, and then three times more, only stopping when girlcum started to gush from her little pussy.

Danielle’s sperm was too thick, too sticky to drip out. She shoved Layla off and stepped back to admire the ruined little hole. The sticky jizz was so thick, it pouted her little hole open, holding it apart as it trembled with another orgasm.

Layla looked like she was going to bust if she didn’t get her mouth on that pussy soon, but she knew they had an order to keep. She let out a soft little whimper, trying to get her mouth near that filthy messy hole, pouting as she wrapped her plump lips around Marybelle’s neglected asshole. Belle gave a few soft moans at the feeling, wriggling a little in place. Smegma drunk little whore, she was just so cute. They’d keep her. Danielle sniggered, letting her have at it as long as she didn’t mind a pair of balls slapping her in the face when someone else fucked the little captain. Or maybe a better idea comes to mind…

“Missa, why don’t you go next? You can open up that little ass so we can make sure all her holes are in use and none of our homemade goods goes to waste.”

So I’ve been going out with my girlfriend Mandy for a couple of years now, I met her through her best friend Karen who I’ve known since primary school.

The three of us spend a lot of time together, especially these days on the weekends and during the summer holidays. Partying together, going away together, even all three of us sleeping in the same bed together on holidays just to save money.

Karen and I are so close in fact, that several times whilst I’ve been with Mandy I’ve seen her in just her underwear, which is what she likes to sleep in, when we’ve been on holiday.

The sight of her in just her frilly white panties and bra is enough to make me want to ditch Mandy and fuck her right then and there on the spot, but alas, I’ve never gone through with such thoughts for the fear of losing Mandy, whom I do love, and ruining the friendship between Karen and I.

So, it’s another Saturday night which means it’s another night of drinking with Mandy and Karen at Mandy’s house. I am sitting on the couch with my legs spread wide apart, Mandy sitting with her back leaning against the inside of one of my legs, whilst Karen is sitting opposite us both leaning back against the other couch.

I can’t help but stare across at Karen’s amazing body as she sits in her nightwear, just a pair of cute white panties and a matching bra, almost ignoring Mandy at my feet while I subconsciously run my fingers through her hair as she sits in a pair of black panties and bra.

With my spare hand I am drinking my usual favourite drink, Johnny Walker, leaning back against the couch as I take in Karen’s body as I sip my drink.

As the night goes on we all start to get a little more tipsy and daring, with Karen and Mandy now so tipsy that they’re egging me to take my shirt off so they can see my ‘hot body’. I laugh and shrug, kind of tipsy myself so happy to go with the flow as I lift my shirt over my head and throw it over the couch behind Karen.

“I suppose it must be my turn to request something, eh?”

I grin at the both of them.

“I want you both to kiss each other like you were lovers” I smile eagerly.

I watch as without hesitation Karen crawls over on her hands and knees towards Mandy, who doesn’t move at first.

Karen crawls over with her chest başakşehir escort nice and low to the ground, giving me a perfect view of her cleavage almost falling out of her bra as she kisses up and down Mandy’s stomach, eventually convincing her to lean forward and kiss her back.

I feel myself growing in my shorts as I watch both my girlfriend and her best friend start to kiss each other as lovers. Mandy on her hands and knees at my feet, Karen opposite her in the same position, lapping each other’s mouths as I stare down at Mandy’s ass raised between my legs, noticing her panties starting to creep in between her ass cheeks, giving me a view of the outline of her pussy lips underneath them as they cling tightly to her body.

My eyes travel back over to Karen, who winks at me over Mandy’s shoulder as they both kiss. I grin back at her, with a hand over my crotch before they both eventually break apart, breathing heavily and grinning at me as Mandy turns back towards me.

“Alright, my turn to pick!”

Karen grins eagerly before anyone can say anything.

”You take those shorts off for us, Mr.”

She smiles, as I laugh and shrug, without looking at Mandy for her opinion. I stand up and grab the sides of my shorts, slowly sliding them down my muscular legs, stepping out of them as I glance down, my slight bulge tenting my boxers a little.

Mandy catches Karen staring at my bulge in front of her face as she leans in for a better look.

“Don’t get too excited just yet, it gets much better”

She laughs, winking up at me as I smile back, I’m loving the sight of two hot women on all fours at my feet, staring at my crotch.

I reach down and grab my phone from the pocket in my shorts on the floor.

“Alright, I want you Karen to crawl around behind Mandy and slap her ass as hard as you can…don’t worry, she loves it”

I grin, laughing slightly as I get the camera ready.

Watching as Karen crawls around behind Mandy with a huge grin on her face. I take a photo of the sexy sight. Mandy on her hands and knees with her ass raised towards Karen behind her, both amazing girls in their underwear at my feet. Mandy’s face only inches from my growing bulge in my red boxer shorts. escort istanbul

“Slap that ass!”

I order as I get ready to take another photo, grinning as Karen slaps her ass as hard as she can, the slap of skin on skin filling the room as Karen wacks her open hand against Mandy’s bare cheek, her panties clinging tight between her ass cheeks so her skin is exposed.

I watch as Mandy lets out a yelp, leaning forward to try and escape the pain. I reach down with a hand and grab the back of her head, pulling her face into my crotch, rubbing my bulge against her lips through my silky boxers.

“Don’t pretend you don’t like it babe”

I grin down at her, my cock growing in my shorts as I bury her face into it.

“Again.”

I order Karen. I hold Mandy firmly against my cock, making sure she doesn’t move as Karen slaps her ass again, Mandy’s moan muffled into my cock as I grin at Karen over her body.

Mandy replied to my tease by grinning up at me from my crotch, lifting a hand to the waistline of my boxers and tugging them down, letting my hard cock spring free in front of her face. As soon as it springs free she immediately grabs the base of my cock and closes her lips around my hard cock, slowly pushing her mouth down around my cock until I can feel the back of her throat.

“Mmm, she definitely does like it” I grin at Karen, who’s still kneeling down behind Mandy, slapping her ass.

“I have an idea, let’s take a photo!”

Karen exclaims suddenly from behind Mandy. I shrug, too horny and hard to care as Karen grabs my phone from off the couch and moves around to Mandy’s front to get a better angle for a shot.

I watch as Karen gets down on her hands and knees like a professional photographer and takes a close up photo of Mandy with her mouth all the way down around my cock, her lips clamped tightly around the base of my shaft, a mix of my precum and her saliva dripping out the sides of her lips and down her neck.

Mandy slowly pulls my throbbing cock from her mouth and turns to Karen, kissing her suddenly. I watch closely as I stand above the both of them as they kiss, watching as Karen moans with excitement as they twirl their tongues around each others, my precum being shared between their beykent escort mouths. I step forward to make sure they haven’t forgotten me, pressing the head of my cock against Karen’s cheek, smearing a glistening line of precum across her skin.

I glance down at Karen, aching to have her mouth around my cock…I slide my hand against her head, rubbing my fingers through the soft blonde hair as her and Mandy kiss. Finally they pull apart, breathing deeply and looking flustered. I pull Karen’s head back by her hair with my hand as I step over her and push my throbbing cock against her lips, tugging her head back further until she obliges and opens her lips so I can push my cock down into her warm wet mouth.

Still holding the back of Karen’s head with my hand not giving her a break from sucking my cock, I grab the back of Mandy’s head also, guiding her down between my legs to help Karen out. I moan loudly, watching as the two girls start kissing each other around the head of my cock, licking at each other and my cock at the same time as I hold them both against me.

My eyes begin traveling over the two hot body’s at my feet. Both of the girls kneeling at my feet, with their legs bent back underneath their ass, almost like a pair of puppy’s on their hind legs. My eyes traveling over their cleavage’s, both pair of boobs ready to burst out of their bras, their panties clinging tightly to their pussy’s that I can see the outline of their damp pussy lips through the thin fabric.

I can feel my cum beginning to stir in my balls as I enjoy the feeling of both of the girls sucking and licking my throbbing cock, my knees starting to get weak from the overwhelming pleasure.

I grab the back of Mandy’s head as Karen pulls away for a moment and shove my cock forcefully deep into her mouth, the head of my cock hitting the back of her throat as she gags around it. My balls resting against her chin as I bury myself as deep as I can inside her mouth.

“Oh! I’m gonna cum!”

I moan loudly as I quickly slide my cock back out of Mandy’s mouth, a mix of her saliva and precum dripping from her mouth and down onto her cleavage as I wrap my hand around my shaft and start pumping my cock as it explodes, bursting a stream of cum straight at Karen’s face as she closes her eyes, my next burst hitting her boobs my cum filling her cleavage between her soft boobs being held by her tight bra.

I moan in pleasure as my orgasm ends, grinning as Mandy starts kissing Karen, licking my cum from around her lips, loving the sight of the girls fighting for the rest of my cum…

To be continued…

My name is Becca. I have worked as a whore all of my adult life. I am a genetic woman, my sister, Julie, is a beautiful sissy. She has also been a whore her entire adult life. No one meeting her would ever suspect what is really between her legs.

The other women in this story will be our mother, Linda, our Aunt Patti (or just Mistress), she is the Domme of the family. Also included will be our grandmother, Jane and our great aunt, Patricia (Aunt Patti was named in her honor).

This series is going to be about how the women in my family have been whores from one generation to the next. Understand that everyone is over 18 and willingly submitted to what happened.

This is where we left off.

Aunt Patricia looked at us, her nieces, still tied and helpless to the medical benches, legs spread wide and naked. We had been told them, from this point on, we were to address our Aunt Patricia as ‘Mistress.’

That confused us, because Mistress had just submitted to both the detective and doctor that had tended to Linda and me. The detectives fucked her ass. When he pulled out, Mistress wiped the shit from his cock on to her nipples.

Later we found out that the beautiful doctor, turned out to actually a beautiful sissy cross dresser. Mistress was very submissive and she got on her knees and sucked the doctor’s tiny cock.

Mistress looked at us and said, “I am sure you are confused and have questions, go ahead and ask.”

Linda asked, “Why did you wipe your shit on your nipples?

Mistress smiled, “Good question.” She walked over to my sister, Linda, and offered Linda her right tit. She looked at Linda, “Lick my nipple clean.”

Linda made a face when she saw our aunt’s nipple covered in shit and tried not to lick it. Mistress slapped her face and yelled, “Let’s get this straight. I own you both! When I give you a command, you obey or you will be punished!

Mistress cupped her right tit, “Now, lick the shit off my nipple.”

I watched as my sister made a face, but licked Mistress’ nipple. Then Linda leaned back and had a shocked look on her face. “It actually tastes good. Try it Patti.”

Mistress came over to me and cupped her other tit. I moaned softly as I enjoyed both the taste and feel of my aunt’s tit.

Mistress held her finger out, “Remember when I fingered Dr. Missy’s asshole? Lick my finger clean girls.”

This time, neither of us hesitated, I licked some and Linda finished the rest.

I finally asked, “The shit tastes good, how is that possible?”

Mistress just smiled and said, “In time girls.”

Mistress noticed us squirming and asked, “Do you need to cum ladies?”

Linda and I both yelled, “Yes please!”

Mistress went to Linda and used just the tip of her tongue on Linda’s swollen clit. I watched as my sister bucked her hips on the bench as she escort bursa came so hard she squirted all over my aunt’s face.

When it was my turn, I did the same.

Mistress got a blanket and covered us both, and then sat in the chair and soon all of us feel into a deep sleep.

And now:

I woke up first and looked to Mistress, she was still sleeping, as was my sister, Linda. I looked at them both and chuckled, it was easy to see that big tits ran in our family. After a bit, I realized that I had to use the bathroom.

I called out softly a few times, “Aunt Patricia.”

It took a moment, but then she finally woke up and looked at me and said, “Good morning Patti. How are you feeling?”

I answered, “As good as can be expected, but I really need to use the bathroom, can you untie me please?

Mistress stood up and stretched, as she did I could not help but admire her body. Even as a mature woman, she looked great. She went over to my sister Linda and woke her as well.

Mistress said, “I am going to untie you both, don’t you dare touch yourselves. If you do, you will be whipped.”

First, she untied our wrists and made us put our hands on our heads. Next she untied our legs and helped us to our feet. She got on her knees to examine our cunts. The cum from the men fucking us had dried on our cunts, leaving a crusty layer on them.

Mistress said, “The swelling on your cunts seems to have gone down, perhaps the stitching can be removed tomorrow.”

She put slave collars around our necks, with tags that hung from the collar that said “Property of Mistress Patricia.” The collars had rings on them. Mistress got short wrist restraints and attached them to the rings on the collar. They hung just below our tits.

Mistress attached the restraints to our wrists and then told us to rub our cunts. We tried, but could not reach. Then she made us bend over and try again. No luck, we could not reach our cunts.

Mistress attached a leash to our collars and led us naked through the halls. Even though it was morning, there were still people walking around. The women were dressed in their underwear, some were naked. As Mistress walked by, they all stopped and curtsied to Mistress.

Some of the male clients saw us and came over and slapped our asses or tweaked our nipples.

I remember being so embarrassed being naked in front of strangers. Mistress was naked too, but that did not concern her.

I guess the sight of naked women, tied and helpless, being led down the hall on leashes was not as bizarre as I thought it was.

Mistress led us into her private suite. It was luxurious. She explained, “Although I run the whorehouse, at times I will let clients fuck me. They pay extra to be able to fuck me her in this suite.

Mistress led us to her bathroom, bursa escort bayan which was just as beautiful. She pointed to the toilet, “Go ahead Patti, you can pee.”

I had thought Mistress was going to leave, but when she stayed, I sat on the bowl and started to piss. It was my morning piss, so it was heavy and smelled awful. As I peed, Mistress took my thighs and gently spread them wide. “Many clients love watching whores piss dear, never close your thighs when you pee. That goes for our female clients as well.”

When I finished peeing, Mistress got on her knees and licked me clean. I was so embarrassed, but I did thank her.

Then I panicked, “Mistress, I have to, you know….poop.”

Mistress said sharply, “Poop? What are you 7 years old? You mean you have to shit!”

I blushed, “Yes Mistress, I have to shit.”

Mistress leaned against the counter to watch, “Go ahead Patti, shit.”

She saw the confusion and embarrassment I was experiencing and said, “Look if you girls are going to be whores, you have to lose all sense of shame and modesty. Just as some clients will want to watch you piss, some will want to watch you shit as well. Pretend I am a client. Shit Patti, now!”

I looked to Mistress, then to Linda and started to bear down. Like my first piss, my first shit really smelled bad. Finally, I finished. That is when I realized, chained like I was, I could not wipe my dirty ass.

Mistress pulled my leash and led me to the counter, and had me bend over. Mistress got on her knees and pushed my ass cheeks wide apart. She leaned in and ran her tongue up and down my asshole. In spite of my shame, I was still quite excited.

Mistress then showed Linda how to lick my asshole clean. I moaned softly as I felt Linda’s tongue probing the most intimate spot of my body. When Linda was done, Mistress leaned in and licked my asshole again. That was too much and I felt my body shudder as I came.

Mistress made me stand and press her body into mine and kissed me deeply. She pushed her tongue into my mouth and I could taste my shit on her tongue. It tasted nasty.

Mistress looked to Linda who sat on the bowl. I was so embarrassed, Mistress never let me flush the bowl. It looked as nasty as it smelled.

Like I did, my sister first peed and then shit. Once she was done, Mistress had Linda lean on the counter and taught me how to clean Linda’s dirty asshole. Then Mistress probed my sister’s asshole with her tongue until she orgasmed as well.

Finally, Mistress went to the bowl and flushed it and then used air freshener. She laughed, “You girls really stink when you shit!”

Mistress showed no shame as she sat on the bowl and pissed and then shit. She looked at us and said, “As prostitutes, your clients will be both male görükle escort and female. Each sex has its own set of kinks. One of the kinks women have is scat play.”

“Women like to use shit play as a form of extreme domination or submission. Men are rarely into scat play. If they engage in scat play, it is usually to just watch women shit themselves as they jerk off on us.”

“Did you notice how badly your shit smelled and tasted?” We nodded and then Mistress asked, “I just finished shitting, what do you notice girls?”

I giggled, “Your shit doesn’t have the same nasty smell as our shit did.”

Mistress remained sitting on the bowl as she explained, “Exactly. I enjoy scat play and I know the smell is a turn off to other women. What I do is, I eliminate spices from my diet, that eliminates the nasty smell.”

Mistress stood up and bent over, “Lick my shit girls.”

Linda and I took turns licking her asshole. Mistress asked, “What do you notice girls?”

This time Linda giggled, “Your shit actually tastes good! How is that possible?”

I admired how Mistress tits swayed as she remained bent over and explained, “I eat lots of fruit and drink lots of water. That’s good for weight control, but it also makes my shit soft and has a sweet taste to it.”

She looked at us both, “Remember how I swirled my tongue around and then pushed it deep into your asshole? It made you cum. Now take turns and do the same to me.

Linda and I took turns burying our faces into her asshole and in a bit, Mistress shuddered and came hard.

Mistress had us crawl to the toilet and take the shit out and smear it all over our face and tits. It was embarrassing, but we did as she commanded. Then Mistress made us stand and she smeared shit on our bellies and asses.

In spite of how nasty it looked, I could not help but feel excited.

Mistress looked at us and said “Linda, you are just like your mother, you are a natural submissive. That is how I will train you. Patti, I can see you are a Domme. That is how you will be trained.”

Mistress continued, “All of my girls have a specialty that clients pay extra for. Your mother is both a pain slut and scat queen. I had always suspected you girls could be scat queens. I think I will have your mom train you for that.”

Linda, as a submissive, women will be shitting on you and Patti, as a Domme, you will be shitting on other women.

Mistress then got on her knees and let her talented tongue slide along our clits, getting us both off again. She took the leashes and led us to the shower and we all showered together. Mistress had to wash us, since we were still chained.

Then Mistress dried off, as we stood there dripping wet. Mistress led us into another room where there were 2 huge tubs already filled. She explained, “I had a few of my other slaves prepare this for you.”

Mistress helped us into the tubs. The water was perfect, just the right temperature and scented with oils. My sister and I soaked for about a half hour and then Mistress came in and dried us off with warmed towels. It was perfect!

Mistress then said, Okay whores, time to learn your profession.”

Please consider the Preamble for Day 1 as an integral part of this episode.

Also, at just over 20,000 words, this is another fairly long episode, but much of this is a lengthy transcript of recorded conversations. This sets the background for subsequent episodes, but ‘could’ be skipped if it holds little interest for the reader.

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Title: Lust on the High Seas: Day 6 – Malaga.

I was up early the following morning, and in the bathroom long before my mam and dad were even awake.

“Good morning dear,” my mam greeted me as I was getting dressed. “You’re up early. Are you going to watch the ship dock?”

I hadn’t really thought about having a reason for being up, but that seemed as good as any. I didn’t really want to lie to her so I just said, “I thought it might be interesting.”

“Well, we’ll probably see you at breakfast then,” she told me, rolling over and putting an arm around my dad.

“Bye,” I whispered as I slipped out of the door. “Sorry I woke you.” It was still only 8:30, but I didn’t want to waste a second more than I had to.

I grabbed a quick bite of breakfast, snatching up anything and everything as I went along the buffet. I didn’t really care much what it was, just as long as it looked appetising. I was more interested in getting down to see Georgia, so we could find out about how we could help poor Seiko.

I ended up with a weird mixture of sliced processed meat, cheeses, dried fruit, bread, preserves, and a miscellany of assorted bits of cooked foods like sausages and bacon, scrambled egg, etc. and a glass of fruit juice.

People were giving me the strangest looks, but I just smiled. “Protein diet,” I told them, and they all seemed to think that was OK.

I hurried my breakfast and arrived outside Georgia’s suite by ten minutes to nine.

“Good morning,” she greeted me with her endearing Spanish accent. “You’re a bit early, but come in,” she said, opening the door.

Clarita was still in bed with her arms wrapped around the sleeping Anna, spooning her, and I looked across to the other bed where the Asian sisters slept. Preeti was pretending to be asleep, or just waking, and Dina must have been in the bathroom.

Clarita looked up as I entered. “You come too?” she asked, smiling and inviting me into her bed. I was about to reply when Georgia answered her for me.

“We have to go to the Purser’s office! I told you!”

She looked disappointed, but snuggled up to the sleeping blonde, kissing her ear and the nape of her neck as I noticed her arm move down under the covers, and Anna let out a moan of pleasure, raising one knee slightly, to allow Clarita’s hand to wake her in the most beautiful way.

“That woman iss insatiable,” Georgia laughed softly. “I always have to find new friends for her, or she would wear me out.”

“Is that why you love her?”

Georgia turned to look at me with an expression of surprise, but she smiled. “Partly,” she said softly.

“I wonder if I might stay with you one night,” I said quietly to Georgia as I jealousy watched Clarita and Anna together.

“I should think we could arrange something,” she told me, sliding her arm around me and gathering me close to kiss my temple, then my cheek, then my neck.

She pulled me in close and planted a deep-tongued kiss on my mouth, but I pulled away. “Let’s not forget what we are here for,” I reminded her, laughing.

She smiled. “You had better keep reminding me,” she laughed. “Si. OK. We go now. Let us see what we can do,” she smiled.

We queued for ten minutes at the reception desk to see someone. The ship was in port and it seemed that half of the 2,000 people aboard had some irritatingly pointless question to ask about the town, or their passports, or some other insignificant rubbish, and of course they all had to wait until they were about to go ashore. I know that wasn’t really true of course, but I was impatient and I couldn’t stop thinking about poor Seiko being worried, locked away and not knowing what the future might hold for her. I just wanted to get her freed as soon as possible.

When we finally did get to see someone, it was an attractive Asian looking woman. I had spoken with her when we first came aboard and I’d asked about a soft drinks package (you can buy drinks at all the bars, but they are ridiculous prices, or you can buy a ‘package’ and they charge you a fixed price ‘per day’ up front, and mark your Cruise Card, so you can get as many drinks as you want at the bars without paying again). But I digress.

“Hello,” she greeted us with a smile. “I hope you’re enjoying your cruise,” she added, leaning forward and smiling ‘especially nicely’ to me, then she looked at Georgia curiously. I’m sure she must have recognised Georgia and probably wondered why we were together. Thinking about it, I should imagine most of the crew would have known Georgia and Clarita by then.

“I need to speak with one of your crew… A lady called Seiko?” Georgia began.

“Ahhh… Yes. I’m sorry but Miss Seiko Wan çapa escort is unavailable at present,” the woman replied, giving us a sympathetic look. I supposed that the rumour had got around by then.

“I know this,” Georgia replied, “and I know why. I believe she has had some… ‘problem’ and I would like to help.”

“Oh. I see. Well, would you mind waiting a moment? I’ll go and enquire for you.” She went away for a few minutes, and on her return she invited us into the interview room where the kind man had taken me the previous evening.

“If you wouldn’t mind waiting here for a few minutes, I’ve put a call out for the Second Officer. He should be able to explain the situation for you.”

We waited there for ten minutes or more, during which time the lady came in and asked us if we wanted some drinks. Georgia had a coffee and I just had water.

Eventually the second officer arrived, looking resplendent in his smart Summer Whites with two gold flashes on his epaulette.

“Good morning,” he greeted us. I couldn’t help thinking how dishy he looked in his crisp white uniform.

“I understand you are concerned about Miss Seiko Wan?” he asked.

“Si. I wan to pay her fine,” Georgia told him. She was smiling at him in that unmistakable way. Clearly she found him attractive too. That surprised me. I thought she was completely gay, but evidently not.

“There is no fine madam,” he explained. “I’m told that Miss Wan has breached the terms of her employment, and as a result her position with the company has been terminated with immediate effect. As part of the terms of her agreement, she will be required to leave the ship when we next reach port. Until then…” he didn’t finish.

“OK. I will pay her fare,” Georgia interrupted, “so she can stay aboard as a passenger.” I turned to look at Georgia in amazement, as did he, thrown off his guard by her sudden intervention.

He paused before asking, “Would you mind waiting for a moment?”

“Huh. Wait for this. Wait for that.” Georgia was clearly becoming as agitated as I had been.

I reached for her hand. “Georgia. Are you sure about this?” I asked.

“Do you know another way?” she countered, almost curtly. I withdrew and shrugged.

“Oh, I am sorry little one…” she apologised for snapping at me. “I just feel so annoyed when these… ‘people’…” she paused to choose a sufficiently inert word, “they just mess about with their red tapes.”

“Do you need some money?” I offered. “I promise I will pay you back.”

“Don worry for that little one,” she smiled kindly. “I have all the moneys I need.”

I was thinking, I had rarely met anyone as kind and generous. The dishy officer came back after less than a minute and announced, “I’ve had a word with the First Officer and explained the situation. He said he would like to come down to meet with you personally, to discuss what, if anything, can be done.”

Georgia sighed. “That’s good isn’t it?” I asked.

She shrugged, with a reserved. “We will see.”

“Is there anything I can do for you whilst you are waiting?” he asked.

“Would you be kind enough to tell Miss Wan that we are here, and we’ll try our best to help her,” I asked him.

“She knows you are here Miss,” he replied, with a kindly smile. At least there was some comfort in that.

Ten minutes later and the First Officer arrived; a tall, stern looking man. I didn’t expect we would get much help from him, but he dispelled that fear the very moment he spoke.

“Good morning ladies,” he greeted us, kindly. He didn’t give us a chance to reply, but launched straight into his address, almost certainly more accustomed to giving instructions than listening to the other party. “I’ve been briefed about the situation and I understand you would like to help. Perhaps you wouldn’t mind repeating your suggestion to me, so I can be absolutely clear.”

“Our friend, Miss Seiko Wan,” Georgia began, “iss being held for what you call a breach of the terms of her employment.” She paused for his response but he simply waited for her to finish. “If there iss a fine to pay, I am prepared to pay this. If this iss not so, I am prepared to pay her fare so she can remain aboard as a passenger.”

“I see,” was all he replied.

“May we see her?” I asked.

I’m afraid that won’t be possible at the moment, he replied.

“Why not?” Georgia retorted. “Surely you have spoken with her by now? We were told that we could see her after you had had time to interview her.”

“I’m afraid arrangements are in place to collect her belongings together to prepare for her disembarkation tomorrow.”

I almost screamed at him. “You can’t do that. It wasn’t her fault. She…”

Georgia stopped me. “Don say anything more little one,” she warned, raising her hand in front of my face. “May I speak with my friend alone for a minute?” she asked of him.

“Of course,” he replied, getting up to leave, “and… I didn’t hear that,” he smiled back at us as he left the istanbul escort room.

“That was kind,” Georgia said to me, smiling reassuringly.

“Why?”

“Because, little one, until we hear what they know of what happened, they may not have any case against her. You say the waiter did not see you with her, and we don know if the woman in the cafe was even a passenger.”

“Oh…” I sighed. I thought for a moment. “I’ve ruined our chances then,” I almost sobbed.

“Not necissa… Not necassar… This does not have to be.”

I couldn’t help but chuckle to myself. It seemed as if she had done that on purpose to cheer me. Georgia was such a kind woman at heart.

“If he iss good to his word, then no harm iss done. Why don you leave this with me?” she asked. “I can talk more freely if we are just one to one. You can go visit with your friend. I will see what I can do here.”

“What friend?”

She smiled, knowingly. “You can see your boyfriend today.”

“Boyfriend?” I asked, cautiously.

“The one you are in the Champagne Bar with a few days ago.”

“How do you know about him?”

“I have friends too,” she smiled. “One of them, she ask me, ‘Who iss the cute little girl I see you talking with at the Jacuzzi?’ and I say ‘She iss my little sex toy for a few days,’ and she say, ‘Do you know she has a boyfriend?’ and I say, ‘How do you know this?’ and she say, ‘I see them together in the Champagne Bar,’ and I say, ‘Does he fuck her?’ and she say, ‘Well, they don fuck in the Champagne Bar, but they do go away together’,” she smiled.

“Oh,” I said, feeling somewhat compromised, even though she didn’t seem to be annoyed at all.

“I think you did not fuck him that day, because you came to…” she paused, “to ‘visit’ with me and our friends… and the day before you were with us too,” she added with a broad smile, remembering the amazing times we had all had. “Yesterday you and your Seiko friend were getting… acquainted… so I don know when you can have time to be fucking with the boy,” she laughed.

“You’re not jealous?” I asked.

She smiled. “Of ‘course’ not,” she laughed softly, raising her voice in pitch and shaking her head. “You come to us so easy. I am not so simple to think I am the only one you waan to play with.”

I sat quietly, pondering over what to tell her.

“Well, little one?” she asked softly, placing a finger under my chin and raising my eyes to hers. “Do you fuck him?”

I stalled for an answer. I could hardly tell her that I wanted to fuck him. “I only saw him the once, and we didn’t have anywhere to go,” I told her at last.

“You could bring him with you to visit with me?” she suggested.

I have to say, at first I was shocked, but she smiled serenely, wistfully looking into the distance. For all the sex she probably enjoyed, I wondered if maybe, deep down she was still lonely? “If he has a good cock, maybe he like an older lady too? It is such a long… long time since I feel a strong, young man inside me.”

She looked at me, and smiled kindly. “Would you share him little one? Hmmm? Could you?”

“I suppose…” I smiled, thinking to myself, ‘How weird that would be?’ “but it’s up to him, isn’t it,” I told her. “Anyway, I’d like to stay for this if I may,” I added. “I feel responsible for her.”

“OK. But get this thing clear. You are not responsible for any decision that another adult is making. Seiko must know the conditions of her job when she joined, Si? She know the rules.”

“I suppose,” I sighed.

“If this thing that you two do is against her job rules, it is she who broke the rules, not you. OK?”

“OK,” I replied, yet still reluctant to accept that this was not my doing.

“But, still we don know if she did break any rule. Let me talk with these people before we accept what they say. Hmmm?”

There was a knock at the door and the First Officer returned. “Shall we continue?” he asked.

“Si. Please to do,” Georgia agreed.

“Well, I’ve been looking through the pricing structure and I made a few enquiries with our headquarters. I have to say this is all highly irregular, but it’s just possible… we may be able to do something.” We all smiled, “But,” he went on, “I can’t promise anything… and even if we can find a solution, we can’t do anything about it without Miss Wan’s agreement. I will need to ask the Purser to speak with her first.”

“May we see her then?” I asked again.

“I’m afraid I can only allow one visitor at a time,” he told us. “I’m sorry, but this is strict company policy.”

“Huh. Red tapes again,” Georgia muttered. “Look,” she said to me, “why don you leave this with me. If we can do somethings then I will do it.”

“But… how will I know what happened?”

The First Officer interrupted. “If I may suggest?” he offered, “we have to record our conversations with the defendant in any situation like this.” I was horrified. He was calling Seiko ‘The defendant’, like she was some sort of criminal. “If I were to bağcılar escort leave the recorder in the room,” he went on, “with a few spare tapes, perhaps you could record your conversations and play those back to the young lady afterwards?”

Georgia smiled at him and nodded. “Does this sound good to you?” she asked of me.

I smiled, “Yes. Thank you so much.”

“OK. So, you go and have your day with your friends. Come to see me later… say… 4pm. If we can do this thing I will know by then,” she smiled.

“Are you sure it will be alright?” I asked. “I feel guilty about leaving you to sort out my mess alone.”

“Si,” she replied. “It iss interesting for me. Somethings new… different. Anyways, iss better that I see them alone. I am…” she hesitated, thinking, “unconcerned.”

“You don’t care?” I exclaimed, sounding horrified.

“No. No little one. Not that. It iss bad word to use. I mean, I can be… err… how do you say… not passionate.”

“Impartial?” I suggested.

“Si. Impartial.” She took my face in her hands and moved in close to smile. “Don worry little one, she told me, reassuringly. If there iss anything we can do to help, I will do this.”

I flung my arms around her neck and thanked her, kissing her ear, and using a tiny bit of tongue, just to let her know I really meant it.

“Go now,” she laughed. “Quick now… before I forget where we are.”

I bade her farewell and went off to find Shreeya. The Queens Room was just two flights up so I looked there first. There was a classical guitar concert in progress, and as sophisticated as I imagined Shreeya might be, I hardly expected that she would be in there, but I looked for her anyway.

It was about 10:30am and the Karaoke was just about to start in the Pub, so I looked in there next. I didn’t see Shreeya, but I did spot my mam and dad. Unfortunately they also spotted me. My mam waved, inviting me over to join them, but I tried my best to signal to them that I was looking for someone. Mam obviously couldn’t understand what I meant and threw up her hands with a shrug, as if to say, ‘I don’t have any idea what the fuck you’re talking about,’ except of course that my mam would never use such a word (‘notion’ would be more like her – I jest).

I made some ridiculous signs like thumbing a lift over my shoulder, then ‘walking’ with my fingers, to tell her I was going, not realising that simply giving her a wave and then actually going would have conveyed the message much more lucidly.

My next stop was across the aisle in the Casino. I was so thankful that I found Shreeya in there, sitting at one of the Roulette tables, because the only other place that she said she might be was the Champagne Bar, and I dreaded the idea of having to go in there again, after having been mildly attacked by the waiter Carlos the day before in the Las Angles store.

I stood behind her for a few minutes, watching her lose $5 a spin, until I hit on the idea that for the most part, the numbers came up alternately black then red or odd then even. So, the next time the croupier called “Place your bets,” I leaned over her and took two of her chips, making her look up to see who was stealing her stake money. She smiled broadly and stroked my arm, hugging it in to her body quite erotically and pulling my hand down into her lap for a moment, before inviting me to sit with her.

I placed her chips, one on red and one on even, as the last number to come up was black 19. The spin landed on red 30, which won her the stake money back, plus $10.

“If you can keep that up,” she smiled, “you can stay here all day.”

“I can think of a much better game we can play,” I told her.

“Does it involve being horizontal?” she asked, smiling pointedly.

It can do, most of the time,” I grinned, “but it doesn’t have to.”

“Hmmm… now you’ve got me puzzled.”

“Don’t worry. It’s probably what you’re thinking of, but with a slight variation.”

“Ooohh, I can hardly wait,” she giggled.

“I do have to ask a favour though.”

“Of course.”

“Can we use your cabin?”

“I had assumed we would,” she agreed. “Come on,” she said, taking my hand and pulling me away.

“Don’t you want your chips?” I asked.

“Not as much as I want what you have in mind,” she laughed, but she gathered them anyway.

“Not cashing them in?” I asked, as she scraped them into her bag.

No point. I’d only be getting more tomorrow,” she laughed.

“We might be busy again tomorrow,” I told her.

She stopped to stare at me, looking perplexed. “What?” I asked.

“I’m just wondering,” if I use your strategy, would I have time to win back everything I lost, by this evening?”

“No, of course not.”

“Why?”

“Because…” I moved close to her ear to whisper, “I’m going to fuck you all through lunch and into the afternoon.”

She just grinned.

“Anyway,” I added, “it can’t always work,” I told her. “It’s all just luck. We could just as easily have lost it.”

“Then you’d have owed me $10.”

“I’ll sell you my body.”

“Done!” She took my hand and pulled me toward the lift lobby (elevators), pressed the ‘Call’ button and stood there, impatiently waiting for the bell to ring. We got in and she went to press 7 for our deck, but I stopped her, pressing 10 instead.

This story is a continuation of the My Neighbour Eve series, it can be read as a stand-alone story, or for more background between the Mistress and slave it might be good to start with that with part 1.

My mistress Eve had brought me to a swingers’ party to expand my services and experience. She told me I was to be a free-use toy for the ladies who attended. I was led into a large but cosy room. The walls were lined with red velvet and mirrors. Various chairs, chaise loungers, and beds lined the edges of the room. In the centre was a table similar to what you would see in a birthing ward of a hospital. I was led to the table and instructed to strip naked. Mistress Eve told me to sit on the table. My legs were put into stirrups, which were then set wide open. The table was rotated into a horizontal position, and i was bound to it via a strap that went around my waist, and fastened beneath the table. My hands were bound at the wrists, and secured above my head.

Mistress Eve told me this position would help the ladies who were to use my services to access whatever they needed from me, They need access to your cock, for riding you, your mouth, so you can clean their used pussy’s, and your arse so they can peg you should they wish.

So be a good boy, don’t move, don’t make a noise, let them do whatever they want with you. Remember, you are not just my property; you are also a plaything for them too.

If you are well-behaved, perhaps they will all want to share with you. Now lay back and close your eyes. We have some things to discuss. She started whispering to me about various rules regarding her parties.

I could only move when asked, no questions, no comments, no feedback. My food and drink needs were taken care of by the party host if I got hungry or thirsty, or if I needed to go to the toilet.

I lay there and waited, shortly after people began to enter the room. They were all naked, men and women, in couples or groups, many single ladies, but no single guys. Many seemed to know each other, all seemed to get down to the task of kissing, fondling, giving oral, and soon after fucking each other.

I was left to my own devices, nobody came near me, i turned my head to the side so I could watch a very attractive older brunette riding the cock of a guy who had another woman sat on his face whilst he pleasured her with his tongue. The guy was enjoying the older brunette’s gyrations and came inside her shortly afterwards. She looked a bit pissed off that he came so quickly. She climbed off his cock, looked me in the eye, smiled and came over to me.

“He was a bit useless,” she said, “a nice-sized cock, but couldn’t last long enough to make me cum. You, however, can just lay there and fuck me with your tongue. My cunt is no doubt full of his cum, so clean me up first, then suck my clit and make me happy.”

She held her pussy lips together with her fingers as she swung her leg over my head. I was now looking straight up at her wet pussy. She removed her fingers and the folds of her labia parted as globs of fresh cum seeped out and dripped into my open, waiting mouth.

I swallowed the cum as she lowered her freshly used pussy down onto my mouth. I poked my tongue out and slid it between her warm, wet lips.

As I began to orally service her, she lit a cigarette and began to smoke as she moaned quietly to herself. Once she thought she was clean she started to grind her clit into my mouth, telling me to suck her harder. She came shortly görükle escort afterwards, with a cute little squeak, rather than a scream. Climbing off my face she patted my cheek and walked away.

This was to be the theme of the night. Several ladies did this as they had their turn on me.

A new arrival came over to me.

“Hi, I’m Amy. Eve just told me you’re the free use slut for the evening. I’m going to fuck you rather hard. I hope you’re ready for this,” she said.

Amy had brown hair tied in a ponytail, and was wearing a long coat, which she removed, revealing black stockings and suspenders. She wore no bra. Her ample breasts sagged slightly because of her age. But what grabbed my attention was the 9″ strap-on cock that hung beneath her hairy mound.

She sat on my upper chest and let her weight rest on my shoulders. Her knees rested on either side of my head. She took a hold of her girl cock and guided it into my mouth.

Amy rode my mouth, grinding the end of the strap-on against her pussy and clit while she smoked a cigarette and within minutes she was cumming. She slipped her cock from my mouth and raised it up so that I could access her pussy with my mouth and clean her copious juices with my tongue.

I lapped at her wetness, swallowing her juices. Amy finally swung her leg over my head and stepped onto the floor. She came around between my legs and began to rub lube into my puckered arse hole, and her strap-on, she gently placed the head of her phallus against my opening.

Leaning forward, she placed some weight onto the tip, gently pushing the head inside me.

“Ready?” she asked.

“Oh fuck”, I said.

She smiled as she eased the whole length inside me, gripping my hips as she did so.

Once she was fully inside me, she moved her hips, rocking back and forth, slowly stretching my arse.

I looked up at her and she smiled and winked at me through her reading glasses whilst continuing to rock back and forth, deeper with each thrust. She was completely silent, apart from the squelch of her skin against mine.

Another woman entered the room and silently lowered her freshly fucked pussy to my mouth. I began my cleaning duties, whilst Amy continued to fuck my arse.

I don’t know how many guys the new arrival had had, but her pussy was full, copious amounts of cum dribbled from between her lips and into my mouth.

She held open her outer lips and pulsed her pussy muscles, forcing salty cum from within and into my mouth.

“Get your tongue in there,” she said, as she reached around and pinched my nipples between her red fingernails. At the same time, my arse was being pummeled by the brunette, who had increased the vigour with which she was pegging me.

When I had finished licking her cunt clean, she stood, and I heard her voice from above me.

“Don’t think you’ve finished yet,” she said. “There are plenty more here who will use you.”

“I may even join them again later. In the meantime, I’ll leave you to it. Bye for now.” I looked up at her as she turned and walked away.

She walked behind Amy and reached around her, so she could tease her nipples, and rub her breasts.

“He looks like a good fuck,” she said. “I might need to try him out. I’ve never arse fucked a guy before.” She continued to play with the brunette’s tits for a while longer and then she left, leaving me alone with my pegger. Her thrusts became more powerful and quicker bursa merkez escort until I felt her shuddering.

“I’m gonna take my pleasure now.” She said.

She reached her climax with a final violent thrust into my anus. I could visibly see her shaking as she came. Her breasts were heaving, and her nipples were rock-hard. As she slowed her breathing down, she looked at me and said,

“Thank you for having such a tight arse. I enjoyed fucking you immensely.”

With that, she withdrew the dildo from my arse. I felt my tight hole constrict back to size as the phallus left me. I felt empty and used.

I lay there awaiting my next guest. But none came. I could turn my head to the left or right to view the mass of bodies pleasuring each other. I could see a guy bound to the wall being gently flogged by a woman dressed in some sort of military uniform. To my right, a woman was on her knees being spit roasted by two other women with strap-ons, they, in turn, had a guy each fucking them from behind.

I could see my Mistress entertaining 3 guys, for a dominant woman she sure looked like she was the submissive one at that point. She was sucking one guy’s cock, whilst riding another, the third guy had come up behind her and was rubbing his cock in her butt hole, readying her to take him. With one gentle thrust he was inside her, so all her holes were filled with cock.

Another half hour passed, and another woman approached me. She was wearing a rubber dress and high heels, with a bow in her hair. She was slim and had small pert breasts. She placed a cigarette between her red lips and lit it up. Moving beside me and exhaling, she said.

“Well, you look like you could do with a good fucking, let me take care of that.”

She picked up a strap-on from the desk and slipped into the harness

“Mistress Eve will be along soon, for a 3 girl fuck fest,” she said, you can see what she’s up to now, I do believe that’s the third cock in her delicious pussy so far this evening.”

She had told her to get me ready. She was about to fuck my arse, whilst another rode my cock. Mistress Eve was going to ride my face, but I needed to be readied for her. She retrieved what looked like another strap-on from the bench; she explained that it fit onto my chin so that when Mistress Eve was riding it, I could still use my tongue on her.

Looking over at my Mistress she said

“Oh, it looks like she’s taking another.”

I looked to see the scene had changed, Eve was now on her back with a two new guys, and they were masturbating over her.

“She told me she has 3 loads inside her, all for you, and it looks like she want’s a couple more on her pussy, just for you. I hope you’re hungry.”

She fiddled around with the straps, securing the dildo to my chin.

She took a cigarette from a pack and lit it; she inhaled deeply, and placed her lips on the end of the chin dildo, taking it into her mouth, she deep throated it, bringing her nose right down to my mouth, where she exhaled the smoke through her nostrils and into my open mouth.

I coughed and spluttered. She smiled, removed the dildo from her mouth, and placed the cigarette back between her lips. She then prepared to mount me, the strap-on dildo resting against my arsehole.

“I know Amy just fucked your tight little arsehole, so you should be nice and ready for this.” She didn’t ease the tip in, instead, she thrust in, bursa sınırsız escort in one swift motion.

She slapped my nipples and pulled them hard, as she went balls deep with her girl cock into me.

At that point, another woman who was wearing a mask walked in and without saying a word, threw her leg over me and mounted my cock in reverse cowgirl position. She started to ride me hard and fast, and gave me a real workout.

Meanwhile, my anal abuser was driving the dildo in and out of my passage like a piston. After a few minutes, she slowed down and began to twitch.

I glanced to my left, where I could view the women fucking me in a wall-length mirror. The stranger had taken the cigarette from my pegger and placed it between her lips. She took a long drag and lifted up and forward from my cock, so she could reach the brunette. She began to kiss her passionately on the lips, sharing the smoke from her lungs in a smokey kiss.

She then lowered herself onto my cock once more and continued to ride me hard. Meanwhile, the brunette was thrashing my arse with her hips.

I looked to my right and to my Mistress who had finished with her men and was making her way over to me. She looked hot and sweaty. She walked over to us. Her left hand was between her legs, holding her pussy lips together. With her right hand, she took a cigarette from the packet and placed it between her red lips, the stranger riding my cock lit it for her, she inhaled, and took the stranger’s right nipple between her lips and sucked hard, whilst exhaling through her nose, onto her breast. Mistress Eve moved close to my face and said.

“Almost time to go home slut, once these two have finished with you, oh yes and I have 5 loads of cum for you, 3 inside me, and 2 splattered over my lips which you have to clean up first, of course.

She threw her leg over me whilst still holding her labia lips together; she squatted over the dildo strapped to my chin and carefully parted her pussy lips. A thin stream of cum escaped and ran down the dildo. I watched up close as it collected at the base and ran into my open mouth. With that, Eve lowered herself onto the dildo and began to fuck my face. Copious amounts of cum ran down the shaft and into my mouth, or onto my face and neck.

She quickly started to ride my face, with each thrust her thighs would slap into my cheeks.

She groaned loudly as she rode the phallus. Each time she lifted up to hold the tip between her cunt lips, she took a long hard drag on the cigarette, as she lowered herself down onto my face, taking the cock fully inside her, she exhaled her smoke into my cum filled mouth.

I gagged but that didn’t stop her. She wanted me to experience every dirty sensation she could.

I could feel my cock being worked hard and fast by the other woman, as she came closer to orgasm, riding my cock harder and harder, the brunette also neared her climax and quickened her pace, as I ate the last of my mistresses cum, she ground her clit hard against my tongue; she cried out as her juices flowed over my face.

The brunette fucking my arse reached climax and came with a final thrust into my stretched boy pussy.

The other woman who had been riding me came a moment after. It was amazing to have 3 women use me at the same time.

The brunette withdrew from me and left without a word. The stranger climbed off my cock and gave me a very quick blowjob as I hadn’t t cum and she felt sorry for me. Mistress Eve climbed off my face and removed the chin dildo. As she did so, I shot my load into the stranger’s mouth. Mistress Eve went to her and kissed her, then returning to me I knew what was coming, and opened my mouth to accept the snowball of cum from the stranger’s mouth.

“Time to clean up and get you home, slut,” Said my Mistress.

I had a little bit of time before my girlfriend got home, and since I knew she’d be too tired for sex, I was spending my last few minutes online, looking at amateur porn and stroking my cock. I like all kinds of porn, but my favorite has always been real women. I like women who aren’t porn stars, just little fuck machines caught in a moment of unbridled horniness, a candid photo of someone’s wife with a big cock in her mouth. With cum on her face. A pretty girl you might see at the bank, with her skinny legs spread open, a sly smile on her face, showing off her shaved pussy, never thinking it would reach a stranger like myself, now looking at her glimmering pussy while I jerk off thinking of what it would be like to bury my mouth in it. I was clicking through pictures such as this, girls, girls, girls, college dorm scenes, young hot wives, girlfriends in the shower, when I clicked on a page that would forever change things. There in front of me were 12 pictures of my girlfriend, naked, horny, and fucking someone else.

Of course, I could tell by the pictures that they were from a long time ago, before we even met. Her hair was different, she may have still been in Boston at that point, maybe just out of college. I figured she was probably dating some guy, probably not seriously, but they had a strong sexual attraction (from what it looked like) and one night passion got the best of her and she agreed to let him photograph her completely naked, while she sucked him off, while he fucked her.

A lot of thoughts went through my head at once. I was still turned on, of course, being a dumb guy and all, but I was also scared – surely she is unaware that her naked body is out there for anyone to see. She must have no idea she is basically a porn star, at least in this one set of pictures. I should tell her. But I’m not sure how. “Honey, right before you got home I was jerking off looking at porn and, um, you’re up on a website.” Our sex life had been lagging a little, since she started a new job and was working all the time, and I think I may have just gotten used to not having sex, because all my gratification comes from my right hand. So I didn’t want this to ruin our rebuilding of our sex life. So I decided to keep it to myself. Right after I came in a tissue.

All night I kept thinking about it though. Through dinner, during a rented movie, I kept thinking about those pictures of my girlfriend from 5 or six years ago. She was hot. She was very sexual, as she had been with me in times past. And there it was for anyone to see. Who knows how many guys jerk off looking at my girlfriend? That thought was even more of a turn-on, actually. But if I told her, her whole world might come crashing down. I was at a loss. But the next morning when she left for work early, I went right back to the page. I had to see it again. I tried to figure out who was hosting these photos. What website has them? Where did they get them? My research took about two hours. Time I told her was spent working on my novel.

Over the next few days, I did a lot of internet searching, research, detective work, and found the company who puts out this website that had pictures of my girlfriend fucking some other guy. I found an address and a phone number. They were located in the Valley, of course, about 30 minutes from my home in L.A. I tried the phone number first, but only left a message, never to be returned, another message, again not returned, at which point I figured they would never get back to me. So I had to drive up to the office myself and see if maybe I could talk to someone. What I would say, I wasn’t sure. I guess I’d just ask to take the pictures down. I mean, there are millions of girls naked on the internet these days, right? What’s the harm in taking one down? From one guy to another, maybe they will just feel sorry for me and we can all pretend like those pictures never existed. Of course, I know it’s a dirty business, so that was my ideal scenario. I was pretty sure it wouldn’t be that easy.

My heart was racing as I pulled up to the office building. It was very nondescript, very unassuming, which made it even scarier for some reason. I didn’t know what I was going to say, but I at least had to try. Even though my girlfriend might never know about any of it, I knew I was doing the right thing. I went to the door, which was unlocked, and let myself in. There were a couple of hallways, but mostly the whole office building looked empty. Great, a wild goose chase, I thought. There’s not going to be anyone here, I said to myself, I’m an idiot. I walked past a desk that looked like it had never been used, towards a door that was slightly ajar. I knocked on the door and it opened a little, revealing a middle-aged guy sitting behind a desk, a couple cameras on the desk, and a simple laptop.

“Hi there,” he said. “You’re definitely not the girl I’m expecting.”

“No, hi. I’m Robert. Um, is this ‘Real Teen Pictures?'” I asked.

“Possibly. Who’s asking?”

“Do you mind if I sit down?” beyoğlu escort I said.

He looked worried and annoyed, but gestured to a hard plastic chair nearby. “You might want to sit there, not on the couch. Trust me.”

So I sat on the chair and explained my situation. I told him that my girlfriend was young at the time, dating some jerk, and now she’s a working professional and I don’t want her to find out that she has a compromising spread on the internet, it would really crush her, etc., etc. He actually looked like he was listening, he actually was very cordial and friendly once he realized I wasn’t very threatening. And I thought maybe I was getting through to him. Maybe this would be easier than I thought. And then there was a knock at the door.

“Hello?”

“Yes, come in,” the middle-aged guy, whose name was Rick, said. He got up, a little nervously, I think since I was there too.

“Do I have the right place?” a small, scared female voice asked. I turned my head and saw her, a pretty young girl of about 21 years, skinny, tan, blonde, wide-eyed, and visibly nervous.

I felt pretty uncomfortable at this point. I had watched enough amateur porn to catch on to what was happening. I had found myself in an “audition” scene. And I knew what was supposed to happen. Even though I hadn’t yet accomplished what I had set out to do, I thought maybe it would be best if I get out of there.

“Should I just come back another time? Maybe tomorrow?” I asked Rick.

“Hang out for a second,” he said, and gestured for me to sit back down. I was confused. Why would he want me to hang out? Clearly he’s about to take advantage of this young naïve girl and give her her initiation into the porn industry. I had seen it a million times in online clips, in videos, I knew what was going to happen. Why would he want me there? I’m just some guy. In fact, I didn’t think I should have been there at all, especially not since I have a girlfriend. She would definitely not approve of me watching some young hottie “audition” for the porn industry. Although, I was only there to try to help her out in the first place.

“I’m Sam,” the girl said, now feeling a little more comfortable. She put her purse down and sat down on the couch. Rick didn’t stop her from doing so, as he did me. The couch probably contains the results of hundreds of money shots. Once little “Sam” sat down on that couch, she was basically sinking into a life of being a sex worker. I felt bad for her. What happened in her life up until this point that made her come here today? Oh well, I thought, that’s not why I’m here. I should just try to find a graceful time to make my exit and try to talk to Rick again later. Maybe after he was more relaxed, which I would assume would be right after this audition.

But I couldn’t really find a good time. Every time I would start to get up, Rick would gesture me back down. He introduced me to Sam as his friend, Bobby. I was suddenly in the room, playing along with a real scene in a real porn. Rick even started rolling the cameras on Sam, filming her as she talked. He never got me on camera, thank God, but the conversation quickly turned to sex and porn, which Sam seemed happy to talk about.

She was a sweet girl, Sam, but definitely sexually charged. I don’t know how much was an act and how much was true, but she told us she lost her virginity at 14 (she was actually all of 20 years old, not even old enough to go to a bar), and she has had countless sexual partners since. She is not sure what she wants to do with her life, but she figures she might as well make some money off her body while it’s still young and supple.

Once she started talking about her body, that was all the cue Rick needed. As I sat there awkwardly, Rick told Sam to stand up in front of the desk. Which was right next to me. He was still careful not to film me, but she was very close to me. I couldn’t believe I was about to watch this whole thing go down. I began to plan in my head, when I would leave. Since I had seen videos like this before, I guessed that she would start to take off her clothes. Maybe when she did that, I could get out of the office, maybe wait outside. Maybe I needed a drink after this, then maybe I could come back and talk to Rick about my girlfriend’s pictures.

Sam did, indeed, start to undress. Rick filmed her liberally, shoving the camera down her body, zooming in on her ass. Sam had a short skirt on, which fell off her body like that’s all it was ever meant to do. She had long socks on, which gave her a slutty school girl look, which is maybe why I could not bring myself to leave the room. Rick and Sam both seemed fine with me being there, so I guess my cock was the only thing that wouldn’t let me leave. How many times do you get to see a 20 year old hottie take off her clothes right in front of you and it not be cheating? I decided to at least stay to watch this part.

Rick instructed Sam to walk back over istanbul escort to the couch. She only had her thong on at this point. Her tits were small, but perky, the way I like them. Her legs were so young, almost rubbery. Her ass was round, small, the kind you want to give a spanking to as you’re fucking her from behind. I don’t know about Rick, but watching this pretty young girl parade in front of us naked except for her thong and long socks, my dick was hard as a rock. Which is maybe why I had almost completely forgotten about both leaving and why I was there in the first place.

While Sam was over by the couch, Rick told her to stick her ass out toward us and slowly peel off her thong. He zoomed in as she spread her little cheeks, revealing a tiny little asshole and a completely bare, wet pussy. Rick and I were both practically drooling. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I was a normal guy. I mean, sure, I looked at porn, but I never thought I would actually see one happening in person, right in front of me. My heart was beating fast. I knew I was doing something wrong, but staring at this young girl’s eager pussy, as she spread her cheeks for two older guys in an office somewhere in the Valley, I couldn’t help but get caught up in the sexual nature of what was happening.

Rick turned to me and whispered that he never shows his face in these videos, that it’s always blurred out. He then told me that my face too would be blurred out completely and that I have nothing to worry about.

“Wait, I don’t want to be on camera,” I said.

“Don’t worry, I promise no one will know who you are. Just don’t talk much,” he assured me.

I guess I was too caught up in the moment, cause I bought into anything Rick was saying pretty easily. I guess that’s how he is with the naïve young girls who show up at his office every day too. He had me just like he did them. But as Sam turned back to us and said, “You like what you see?” and giggled a little, nervously, wearing only her socks, her tits hanging slightly over the couch, I couldn’t help but be taken in by her. She was the stuff guys like us only dream about. Maybe when I was younger I could have gotten a girl like her, but these days, where would I even find her? What am I even thinking about? I have a girlfriend. I shouldn’t even be here. I wouldn’t go looking for any girls, I have one at home.

Rick asked me, “Do you like her school girl socks?”

“I do,” I said nervously, worried about my voice being on camera.

“Sam, honey, come back up here to the desk,” Rick instructed her. She, of course, did as she was told.

“You’re a little slutty, aren’t you?” he asked her.

“Obviously, I am. Don’t you like slutty girls?” she asked in a sexy voice that she had clearly used a million times before.

“You want to be in the porn industry, right Sam?”

“Sure, why not?”

“Great. Then we have to make a tape for you, showing what you can do,” Rick said. “Why don’t you start by sitting here on the edge of the desk and letting Bobby take off your socks for you while I film you playing with your pussy.”

Oh fuck, I thought. I’m in it now. Now I really don’t think I could escape even if I wanted to. My cock was hard as fuck looking at this little slutty princess standing a foot away from me. Rick was bringing me into this, which I guessed he could sense wouldn’t be that hard.

Sam did as she was told, which I think she liked doing generally, and sat on the edge of the desk. She spread her legs as Rick moved around the desk and filmed her touching herself. She played with her pussy, which we could see was already soaking wet. She put her leg up to my lap. I grabbed it instinctively and started to pull down her sock. Her legs were freshly shaven. Clearly she knew what she was going to be doing today.

I took one of her socks off and exposed her bare feet. She had small, cute feet, red-painted toes, and she flexed her foot on my lap. I took her foot in my hand and played with it for a little while while she continued to finger herself for Rick and his camera. Her foot quickly found my dick from outside my jeans. Or maybe my dick found her foot. Either way, she was not shy about what was going on here. She looked over at me as her foot rubbed my cock through my pants and she bit her lower lip. She said, “Nice,” referring to the size of my bulge. That was pretty much all I needed to continue. I hadn’t been turned on that much in a long time. I could have cum right there in my pants, but I knew I had to hold out.

“Why don’t you take off the other one yourself, Sam?” Rick said, referring to her other sock. She complied and was soon full naked, spread eagle on the desk. I held one of her ankles as she leaned back for the camera, showing her pussy, now soaking wet, her cute little asshole underneath. She rubbed her tits, her pussy. She was hornier than I’ve ever seen a girl after just meeting her. Or maybe she was just a good future porn star.

“We fatih escort have to see how good you are at sucking cock, Sam. Do you think you can do that for us?”

“Yes.”

My heart skipped a beat when he said “us.” I knew I was already in too deep, but now she was about to suck our dicks. Both our dicks. This was something I had only seen in pornos before, nothing I thought I would ever do.

Rick instructed her to sit on the couch. That dirty couch that so many girls before her had fucked on. She put her naked ass on top of it and Rick and I both moved closer to her, standing up. We freed our cocks quickly, with her help, and she started sucking.

She moved from dick to dick. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I went there to try to save my girlfriend from embarrassment, to try to defend her honor, and now I was getting a blow job from a little slutty 20 year-old. ON CAMERA. With another guy. But I couldn’t stop it now. She was a pro too, getting deep on our cocks. Sloppy, wet, using her hands on one cock while she licked the other one down, taking us deep inside her. Rick kept filming, kept instructing Sam on what to do, Sam kept sucking, clearly enjoying herself too. I kept quiet, except for the occasional moan I couldn’t hold back. Rick gestured for me to move closer. As I did he told Sam to take both our cocks. I had never had my dick so close to another man’s dick before, of course, but now they were touching, inside her mouth both of our cocks were sliding off of each others’. It felt weird, but good at the same time. Sam looked up at us with two dicks in her mouth at the same time, pretty eyes, make up starting to run, like a submissive little slut. I wanted to shoot my load on her face then, but Rick stopped us and said we had more to do.

She leaned back on the couch, limbered up and pussy dripping, and Rick told me to hold the camera. He went down on her and licked her clit as she screamed in pleasure. Her buried his face in her young ass and pussy for awhile while I filmed. Here I was making a porno. My dick was still very hard, watching a live porn right in front of me. I wanted more action. And luckily, Rick was there to give it to me.

“Want to taste a 20 year-old ass?” Rick asked me as he grabbed the camera from me. I got on my knees and pressed my lips against her pussy. She was dripping wet. I flicked her tongue with my clit. I shoved two fingers in her pussy, then three. She was wet and open for us. Two guys she had never met. She lifted her legs high so that I could get to her ass. Without thinking about it, I stuck my finger in her asshole.

“Oh fuck yeah, finger my asshole,” she said. I continued to lick her wet pussy and stuck two fingers in her ass as Rick captured it all on film. “Make me cum! Make me cum! Finger my slutty little ass! Yeah, shove your fingers up there! Lick my clit! Lick my fucking pussy! Make me cum! Oh fuck. Oh fuck. I’m cumming. Don’t stop, I’m cumming!”

I made her cum on that dirty couch, with my fingers buried in her ass and my mouth smothering her cunt. I made that little slut cum with Rick filming it. I felt like such a porn star. I had never felt like that before. What was I doing?

Before I could think too hard though, Rick said it was time to fuck. Knowing already that she liked it in her ass, Rick was confident in telling her what to do. He asked if she had ever been DP’d. She said she hadn’t. Rick gave her some bullshit about how it was a standard in the industry and it would be great if we see if she could do it right. She bought it and Rick lay down on the couch, naked. Sam straddled him and engulfed his cock easily, her pussy still dripping. She fucked him slowly as I watched. The camera was still in Rick’s hands. What a pro, I thought.

Now it was my turn. There was lube in the drawer of the desk, which Rick told me to grab, and I did without thinking. He told me to get behind her and told her to spread her cheeks for me. I lubed up my cock, watching them fuck, getting hard as I’ve ever been, and got behind her sweet ass as they fucked.

I grabbed the tip of my cock and pressed it against her little asshole. It slid inside, slowly at first. Her ass was tight. It squeezed my dick and she let out a little yell. He coached her through it as I slid in further, feeling Rick’s cock through the wall. My dick was completely inside her ass now. She moaned and said she loved it. I don’t know if she was lying or not, but at that point, it was all I needed to hear. Rick and I fucked her DP style, pulling our dicks in and out of her holes, at the same time, at different times, while she took it like a champ. I slapped that little ass like I had imagined doing before.

“Oh yes. Fuck me. Fuck me deep. Fuck me like the naughty slut I am. Fuck both my holes. Fuck my ass. Yes. Your dicks are so big. Do you like that? Do you like my pussy? Do you like my ass? Do I make a good little porn slut? Am I gonna make you cum? Are you gonna cum for me?”

Sam was a dirty girl, no question about that. And now she had taken a bit of control asking for our cum. Rick and I were more than happy to comply. I had to cum soon. My dick was being squeezed so good by her tight little 20 year-old asshole, fucking next to Rick’s cock in her pussy. I pulled out, my dick throbbing, as did Rick at the same time.

Part 1 in my profile.

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July 8th, 2024

IWFC Stadium

8:35 AM

Team USA vs Team Canada (Round 2)

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After her unfortunate loss in round 1 to Canadian farters Adrianna Bartochowski and Min Lu, Serafina Wind angrily jogged to the team bench.

“Ah, just the woman I wanted to see!” Said Coach Todd as she approached the team “Wind, I’m taking you out this round.”

“What? But Coach, I still got a lotta gas in the tank, just see for yourself!” Serafina lifted up one leg, and let out a short, popping, bubbly toot.

Flplplpplpl…

“An air biscuit like that ain’t gonna do us much justice once Team Canada inevitably puts Bartochowski back in during the third round… now go sit down Wind! I’m putting in Jimenez this round!”

“Jimenez! Get your ass up! You’re going in!”

Jimenez lazily got up, and jogged to the fart square. Lu was still in the square, waiting

“Ready to get beat, puta?” Said Jimenez

Lu did not respond, and continued staring off into the distance.

“Oh so you think you’re being all cool not taking to me? (smacks lips) Whatever fool…”

Lu turned to her and gave her the middle finger. “Pendeja…” Jimenez muttered.

“On your marks…

“Get set…”

“FART!”

“HNNNNNNGGG! C’mon tummy! Produce some stinky gas! HHHHNNNNNG!” Strained Jimenez. She looked to her side, to see Lu also straining to fart. “You havin’ a slow start too, huh fucker?”

Lu ignored her remark once again. “(smacks lips) You’re such a bitch!” blurted out Jimenez.

Suddenly after about 20 seconds of straining her stomach muscles, Jimenez felt some gas creeping up on her. So she pushed out a low, airy fart.

pppprrrrrrrppppt

She then pushed out another low fart

tssssrrrrrrpppt

“Oooh that felt hot coming out of my ass…” she thought “hopefully I didn’t shit…”

RRUUUUUUMMMPPP

Out of no where, Lu ripped an absolute shotgun blast of a fart, definitely her loudest yet.

“Fuck yeah!” Exclaimed the judge. “Now we got a match!”

“Keep farting Minnie!” Yelled Bartochowski from the sidelines. “These frauds ain’t got nothing on you!”

“Oh yeah?” Said Jimenez

RIPPBLBLLBL

She pushed hard for that fart, and although it was a short bubbly one, it definitely made up for its shortcomings in the smell department

“(cough, cough!) Fuck that fucking shit stinks! Why can’t they at least give us gas masks?” Groaned the judge

Another 15-20 seconds passed without any farts. The round was already coming to a close. The silence was finally broken when Jimenez ripped a chainsaw-like sounding fart

FRRRRRRRBBLBLBLBLBLB

“Finally!” she said.

Her fart was met by another ear grating Poot from Lu’s behind

EEEEERRRRRRRIIIIPPPPPPTTT

she intentionally fanned her ass slightly towards Jimenez’s direction, enabling Jimenez to smell her fart. The fart didn’t smell especially strong, but Jimenez saw the act as greatly disrespectful. “Ok, so that’s how you wanna play? Fine!”

Srrrrrbblblblbbbbblllllb

Jimenez released a deep, guttural sounding fart and immediately wafted the smell towards her. It smelt like pure shit, and spread across the entire fart floor, to the point where both teams on the opposing benches were smelling it, gagging.

“Jesus Christ Jimenez! That’s what I’m taking about girl!” Exclaimed Coach Todd. “I can damn near smell that shit from here!”

Jimenez gave Coach Todd a smile, and turned her attention back towards Lu who seemed to be the only one on the floor unfazed by her fart.

“Ummm… do you have nostrils, pendeja?” Said Jimenez

Lu then proceed to fan the air up towards her nose, and sniff it deeply, in an effort to “intimidate” Jimenez. As she did, she couldn’t help to gag as well.

“Ummm… ok… weirdo…” Jimenez said, turning away from her.

“TIME!” Yelled the judge.

He then went and checked both ladies’s underwear. Jimenez nervously crossed her fingers, knowing that a few of the farts she released were a bit risky.

“No sharts for Team USA!” The judge said

He looked closely at Lu’s underwear, and noticed a few brown specs on them.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Team Canada has mild fecal matter!”

The Canadian bench all collectively jumped up, all enraged. “What the hell? Are you serious!” Said one of the Canadian players.

Bartochowski’s eyes darted towards Lu. “Minnie what the hell happened?!”

She turned in Bartochowski’s direction and just shrugged, and walked back to the bench.

“Final score of the second round: Team Canada, 7 points! Team USA, 8!”

“Woooohooo! That’s what I’m talking about!” Said Coach Todd, as she pumped her fist in the air.

“We got this! We just gotta win one more round!” Said Diaz on the bench.

“Holy shit, I don’t think bursa escort we’ve actually gotten this close to winning before!” Said Thunderhawk, giddily. “Wait… maybe we have? I don’t know, remembering stuff isn’t really my thing… wait, now that i think about it, wait round even is it?!”

“First of all, its the second round, dipshit. And secondly, don’t get too ahead of yourselves. It’s just 1 round that we won by only 1 point…” Said Giordano.

“Gee, way to really bring up team morale, Becky.” Said Diaz, rolling her eyes

“Alright ladies, here’s the plan for the final round…” Said Coach. “Giordano, you’re going in this round”

“Fin-al-ly! It’s about damn time…” Giordano said, as she got up to go walk to the fart square

“When am I gonna go back in coach?” Asked Serafina.

“(sigh)… Look Wind, just sit tight and let your teammates actually help out, alright? This isn’t a one woman show Y’know. I know in the past years you have had to carry a lot of the load, but a good farter always remembers to trust their co-Farters! Trust me, we’ve got a good team this year.”

“But in the locker room you said I have to be the best farter on the floor tonight! Now you’re just contradicting yourself. Just put me back in, I got this!”

“No, Wind. Now sit tight, and watch!”

Serafina crossed her arms, pouting. “(smacks lips) alright, fine…”

As Giordano got ready, she noticed Bartochowski walking back out onto the square. The crowd all collectively cheered as she entered.

“Oh you’re FUUUUCCKED now!” Exclaimed a fan.

“THEY DON’T CALL HER THE GASSIEST OF ALL TIME FOR NOTHING!!” Exclaimed another fan.

As Giordano entered the Fart Square, Bartochowski reached out for a handshake. Giordano instantly grew suspicious, and gave her a side eye.

“C’mon. Shake my hand! I don’t bite!” Said Bartochowski.

Giordano stared at her for a second, contemplating if she genuinely wanted her to just shake her hand, or if she was just playing another one of her stupid Bartochowski-tricks.

“Umm, what the fuck?” Thought Giordano. “Why is she suddenly nice all of a sudden? This bitch has called me some of the most heinous names in the fucking book throughout my entire IWFC career an now she has a change in heart? Y’know what? fuck it. I’ll just shake her stupid hand and get it over with…”

She reached out to shake her hand…

SMACK!

Giordano was struck in the face by the palm of Bartochowski’s hand, and she fell to the ground, holding her cheek in great pain.

“Ooooooohhhh!” Went the crowd

“Oh you crossed the line, whore!” Screamed Giordano. Giordano quickly got herself up. Using all her might, she viciously kneed Bartochowski right in the vagina

WHACK!

“Awwww right I’m my fuckin’ vag! Evil cunt!” Sxreeched Bartochowski in pain.

The two exchanged a few violent shoves for a while. As Bartochowski balled up her 5 fingers, and was about to deck her square in the jaw, her coach came running from the bench holding her arm with all her might.

“Don’t do it Bartochowski! That slut isn’t worth it!” Said the Coach of Team Canada

She gave in, and put her fist down. “Alright coach… alright coach… just let go of my damn arm…”

The coach let go and went back to the Team Canada bench

“Are you ladies done with your little catfight yet? We’ve got a match to finish.” The jusge said, as he got on his knees. “Get your asses in position!”

The two walked in front of the judge’s face, standing side by side to one another.

“On your marks…”

“Get set…”

“FART!”

“NNNNGGGG!” Went Bartochowski as she strained to fart

GRRRrrrrrUUUUUAAAALLLPP

“Now we’re talking, eh!” she said

Giordano tooted her ass up and pointed it directly towards Bartochowski

FRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPTT

“That’s why they call me “Air” Giordano!” She yelled

The crowd broke their silence and gasped, a few lightly cheered. Bartochowski stood there, a bit shocked.

“Christ, where did that come from?” She said

Giordano squeezed her stomach muscles again. “it came from my ASS!”

PRRRRRUUUUUMMMFFFFF

Bartochowski lightly fanned the air around her. “Damn, you came to play, didn’t you?”

BBBBBBLLLLLAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPTTT

Bartochowski ripped a booming fart, that echoed across the stadium. It definitely packed a punch too, since the Team Canada bench all put their track jackets over their noses.

The hot air of her fart seemed to surround Giordano, as she covered her mouth and gagged at the stench of what seemed to be expired milk and dead cows.

“Oh that one’s baaaadd!” Said Bartochowski as she directed more of the air towards Giordano. “Don’t worry, momma’s got more where that came from.”

TTTSSSSRRRAAAAAAABBBBBBBBLLLLTT

“…Aaaaand bursa escort bayan that came from my ass!” Said Bartochowski, mocking what Giordano said earlier

sssssRrrrRrrrrRrrrRRRRIIIIPPPLLLT

She ripped another one, but this one was significantly more “dangerous” than the last one

“Oh fuck… hopefully that wasn’t what I think it was…”

Suddenly, the judge began to gag excessively, turning away from the girls’ asses, covering his mouth and nose with his hand

“BLEEEECCCGGGHHH!”

The match stopped, and the crowd all collectively went “ooooooh”. Bartochowski looked behind her, and noticed the judge hunched over.

“Judge’s timeout! Judge’s timeout!” He yelled. “Pause the time!”

“Holy fuck. Did you just throw up, bud?” Said Bartochowski, looking down at him

“I-I-I’m fine, thank you. It’s all a-apart… of the job…” he said, with chunks of watery food dripping down his mouth onto the floor.

“Should’ve worn a gas mask or something dude.”

“A gas mask?”

“Uhhh yeah. They literally sell them in a little booth right when you enter the stadium. How the hell did you miss that?”

“What? I didn’t see it when I entered the stadium from the south side…”

“They’re on the north side dipshit!”

“Fuck… sorry, this is my first day on the job. I didn’t even know we were allowed to wear them… I never see any other judges wearing them either…”

“That’s because other judges have taken so many farts to the face that they’re practically immune to the smell now. Plus, some of them probably like having their face farted in…”

“Woah, really?”

“Yes you fucking pea-brain! Why else do you think people apply for this job?”

“Well, I did because the pay was good.”

“How much do they pay you guys anyway?”

“200K a year with benefits and paid time off”

“200K with benefits and PTO???! Jesus fuck!”

“Yes, ok? Alright now, play times over Bartochowski. Get your head back in the game. JUDGE’S TIME OUT OVER!”

The clock resumed count, and Bartochowski turned back around to fart.

As she turned around, Giordano ripped a long, bubbly fart

RRRRIBBLBLBLBLBLBLBLIBIB…

She tilted her head down to sniff it.

“(sniff) Whew! That smells like pure shit!”

She tried to push another one out

“Mmmmnnnrrrggghh! C’mon stomach! Don’t fail me now!”

Prrrrrtttt

Nothing but a little airy poot emerged out of her asshole

“Is that all you got? Pathetic!”

SPPPLLRRRAAAATTTTT

“Now sniff on that and weep!” Said Bartochowski

Giordano was getting nervous, knowing she didn’t have much gas left in her. The match was almost coming to a close too. She froze there, scared, and shaken up

Every girl on the Team USA bench was on the edge of there seats, waiting for Giordano to match Bartochowski’s fart

“Come on Becky!” Yelled Thunderhawk! “Rip some ass!”

“Fart already!” Exclaimed Jimenez.

Serafina sat at the end of the bench, a few chairs removed from the rest of the team. She was nervously tapping her foot, waiting for her teammate to rip one. All the stress was really doing work on her mind…

…and her digestive system…

Serafina felt her stomach doing backflips. It was like her stomach was using her intestines as jump rope… this was the most anxious she’s felt in a long while…

But suddenly…

….guuuurrrrgle….

She put her hand over her abdomen, and rubbed it.

“Jesus… I think I gotta fart…” she thought.

GUUUURRRRRRGGGGLE…

Her stomach gurgled even louder, attracting the attention of Johnson who was sitting 3 chairs to the right of her.

Johnson gave her a quick glance, but focused her attention back on the game.

GUUUUUURRRRGLE!

Johnson’s attention went back to Serafina.

“Damn ‘Fina, you alright there? I can hear your stomach growling from here! I thought a lion might’ve accidentally entered the stadium or something!” Said Johnson.

“A lion? Kayla, how would a lion even ‘accidentally’ get into the stadium?” said Jimenez

“I-I-I dunno!” Said Johnson “Th-the front door, maybe?”

“Ugggh!” Groaned Jimenez. “Do you even here yourself right now?”

“Well, yeah! Can’t everybody?” Said Johnson

Serafina rubbed her stomach. “Guys…think… I think… I think…”

GUUUUURRRRRGGLE!

“…I THINK I GOTTA FART! I GOTTA FART BIG!” Exclaimed Serafina.

The whole team turned towards her.

“You gotta fart?” Questioned Diaz. “Well then go tell Coach to put you in!”

“Good idea!” Serafina said, as she flew out of her chair to the front of the bench where Coach Todd was sitting.

“Coach! Coach!” She yelled “put me in, NOW! I got a big one baking in the oven!”

“A escort bayan big one?” Said Coach Todd. “How big?”

“A fucking NUKE! Now let me go in!”

“Ten seconds left! Ten seconds left in the match!” Said the judge.

“Oh fuck, Wind, there’s ten seconds left, go in NOW! Fucking sprint!” Shouted Coach Todd

“Alright coach! I won’t let you down!”Serafina sprinted about 30 feet to the fart square, yelling at Giordano to get the fuck out. “BECKY!!! GET OUT OF THE SQUARE!!! I GOT A BIG ONE!”

“(sigh..) Again? That’s the second time today you’ve done this…” said Giordano as she jogged to the sidelines.

As Serafina sprinted towards the square like a bull in a China shop, it seemed like time had slows down. She was in slow motion. The only thing on her mind was her fart.. and that piece of shit Bartochowski!

Without second thought, Serafina LEAPED into the air, seemingly about 10 or so feet. She floated, for what seemed to her like an eternity. She looked down, to see a horrified expression on Bartochowski’s face. Everyone in the stadium rose out of their chairs in complete disbelief. “How could a human stay in the air for so long?” they all thought

While mid air, she did a 180, and turned her ass toward Bartochowski’s face, and…

BRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTAAAAAALLLAAAAPPPPTTTTAAAAAAAAAAAAEEIIIIITTTTSSSFLFKFKFSHIIIIIFFFFLLIIIIIITTTSSSSS

…Ripped an absolute TSAR BOMBA of a fart, right above Bartochowski’s face

As she came down, the full weight of her giant ass landed on Bartochowski’s head, bringing them both to the ground

THUD!

They collapsed to the floor, her fall being broken by a very unfortunate soul–Bartochowski’s face

“TIME!” Yelled the Judge.

The stadium went pin drop silent, only a few distant whispers being audible.

Serafina, sitting, got up, and stared at Bartochowski on the floor. Her body was almost lifeless, just laying there, in a suspended state of shock.

Every fan looked at each other, everyone on each team looked at each other, for what seemed like hours…

“WHAT THE HELL EVEN HAPPENED?” Yelled a fan, breaking the deafening silence for a bit.

The judge slowly walked over to check Serafina’s panties.

“No fecal matter for Team USA!”

He walked over to Bartochowski.

“Ma’am, please get up so I can check your undies.”

She slowly rose up, and turned around. He saw a visible light-brown stain on her white track pants. He then checked her panties, and was met with a complete muddy mess

“Excessive fecal matter for Team Canada!”

The crowd gasped

“HOLY CANNOLI!” said a fan. “BARTOCHOWSKI ACTUALLY SHIT HERSELF? I NEVER THOUGHT I’D LIVE TO SEE THE DAY!”

“WHAT? BARTOCHOWSKI DIDN’T SHART! SHE NEVER SHARTS!” Yelled the coach for Team Canada. “THAT’S HORSESHIT, AND YOU KNOW IT, JUDGE!”

Bartochowski suddenly became enraged. “WHAT?!” she screamed.

“Too bad Bartochowski! Or should we call you Shartochowski? Shitty booty bitch!” Yelled Jimenez from afar

“Yeah! Shartochowski!” Said Thunderhawk, laughing a bit.

“Shart-o-cow-ski! Shart-o-cow-ski!” Sang Diaz, as she clapped her hand after each syllable

The rest of the team followed suit

“SHART-O-CHOW-SKI”

(clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!)

“SHART-O-CHOW-SKI”

(clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!)

“SHUT UUUUPPP!” Screeched Bartochowski, grabbing fistfuls of her own hair.

“Final score of round three, Team Canada, 5, Team USA 10! Team USA has won the match” said the judge

The crowd was shocked. All the girls jumped up and down with excitement.

“We did it! We actually freaking did it!” Exclaimed Thunderhawk.

“I’m gonna be honest… I’m a bit surprised we made it this far..” said Giordano. “I mean, we kinda sucked total ass in this competition for a LOOOONG time…”

Everyone on the team collectively groaned at her remark but kept celebrating

Serafina still stood in the fart square, and turned to talk to Bartochowski who was still stunned as could all be

“From now on… you’ll be huffing my farts and licking the shit particles off *my* ass! You hear me?” Said Serafina

Bartochowski looked at her with utter disgust and contempt, before violently grabbing one of her medals and chucking it at the ground.

“I. HATE. YOU!!! I HOPE YOU AND YOUR ENTIRE TEAM GOES TO HEEEELLLL!” She roared

The rest of Team Canada then started yelling obscenities towards Team USA

“FILTHY FUCKING CHEATERS!” Said one of their players. “YOU’RE ALL DISGRACES TO THE FART GAMES!”

“YOU FUCKERS ALL GOT LUCKY!” Said another one of their players.

“YOU GUYS DEFINITELY PUMPED FARTS! LIKE THOSE SEXY FART MODELS IN FART PORN!!” Yelled another

The entire Canadian bench turned to stare at the player.

“What?! Don’t knock a kink until you try it!” She said.

“Ignore them,” said Coach Todd. “They lost fair and square!”

“The Fart Games are ours! International Women’s Farting Championship trophy, here we come!” Screamed Serafina, elated, as she jumped and squealed along with her team.

END OF PART 2