This has been pent up inside for years. I have never told a soul until now. As to whether this is a true story or not, it is true to the best of my memory. The thing is there truly are two sides to every story, so I am telling my side…. The way I remember the following events.
I added a scene of sex in this chapter, but there is also action!
Thanks again Jay for your help
another part for you to enjoy
What Jenn did at the conference.
Skiing with my partner, her brother and his girlfriend
This is my first story. I have dramatised it a bit but it’s pretty much based on real experiences I have had. Let me know what you think.
a woman can’t help her Orgasms when she feels a strangers cum
les animal get a good work out
some of it actually happened, just added a few extra bits to make better reading. excuse the grammar not my strong point.
The morning after with Miranda.
As I was enjoying the pleasure from being devoured by these 2 gorgeous women, I decided to push Sidney off of my dick and onto her back and quickly lined up my dick into her beautiful pussy. Trish straddled Sidney’s face, she took the hint and began to lick her pussy while I fucked her. They both began to moan with pleasure, Sidney’s pussy was sopping wet, my dick was easily sliding in and out of her pussy. I began to fuck her very hard, each time burying my dick into her pussy. Causing her to moan with each thrust, I wish I could live in this exact moment forever. Sidney then put her hands on Trish’s fat ass, pulling her in harder to her mouth, Trish then began to convulse violently, she was having an orgasm. Sidney’s face was now soaked with Trish’s pussy juice. This ordeal sent Sidney over the edge, her pussy began to convulse on my dick, moans were coming from everyone.
I began to cum, shooting deep into Sidney’s pussy, I pulled out of her after my orgasm, Trish, seeing that I pulled off, quickly turned around, they began 69 one another. Trish began to suck on her pussy, “Mhhmmmm, your cum tastes so good Kyle!” She gathered all of the juices she possibly could, turned to face Sidney, bent over her mouth, letting all of the juices drop into Sidney’s awaiting mouth. They were swapping my cum, how could this get even better you ask? They stuck their tongues out and started touching one another’s. I must have died and gone to heaven.
Shortly after they stopped making out with each other, we all collapsed on the bed. We were utterly exhausted, we all got under the blankets and passed out next to each other completely naked.
I was awoken by Sidney sucking my dick. I looked at the clock, 3 am. Holy shit, can she not get enough? I watched as her head bobbed up and down my raging hard on. Complete ecstasy was an understatement. I continued to enjoy my blow job, when Trish began to stir, she slowly awakened and begin to realize what was going on.
“Hey, the least you two could have done was wake me up!” She quickly gathered herself, got to her knees and pulled Sidney’s head off my dick and kissed her in a deep passionate sort of way. They stopped their kiss and both began to attack my dick. Trish sucking my dick and running her hand up and down my shaft while Sidney sucked on my balls. It wasn’t long before I was cumming, I pulled my dick out of Trish’s mouth and began to shoot my cum on both of their faces. Trish getting the worst of it, Sidney seeing this, “That’s not fair, I want some.” She said this as she got up and started licking my cum off of this beautiful middle aged woman. They licked each other’s faces until there wasn’t a speck of my cum on either one’s.
We passed out again, this time for the rest of the night. We woke up, took a shower together, I fucked them both again. She made us breakfast. As we sat at the table, I began to finger Sidney under the table, Trish left the room to get “something” and I continued to finger Sidney as she at her breakfast, every so often she would let a moan escape from her lips as she at her food. When all of the sudden someone pushed my hand away from her pussy, I looked under the table, it was Trish, apparently she army crawled all the way around from the other room, just so she wouldn’t be seen by her son Tyler. I can live with that, she ate Sidney out for the next 5 minutes until Tyler got up and said, “MOM, get the fuck out from under the table, as if I didn’t hear you guys last night.” Are fun quickly ended and we got up and left after wards.
We left the house and quickly pushed Sidney against the side of my car, no neighbors, so who cares right? I kissed her and began to feel all over her body, running my hands up to her luscious breasts, fondling them right in public. I bent her over, and pulled her dress up to her waist, good thing she had no panties on, I rammed my dick into her so hard she screamed. I screwed her as hard as I could, hoping we could finish quickly, if by some odd chance, someone would see pull up the half mile long driveway and see us there screwing like animals. I pulled her hair, slapped her gorgeous ass, did everything I could for my own pleasure. I continued to ram her as hard as I could, when her back arched and she began to orgasm, her pussy convulsed on my dick, however I just couldn’t cum no matter how wonderful a feeling I had right at that moment. I pulled her hair harder, and started to jack hammer her. I got this funny feeling we were being watched, I turned to look at the house, and saw my buddy there watching us. He was clapping and laughing hysterically. I pulled out of her and got into the car.
I drove to Sidney’s house to drop her off, all the while being sucked off by her. I told her we were getting close to her house, she sucked even harder, this was more than enough for to cum. I shot my load deep into her throat and she swallowed it all. We got to the front of her house and she turned to me and said, “I had a great time Kyle, wanna come have dinner with my family tonight?” I kissed her and slapped her beautiful ass as she got out of the car.
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With a confused mind and heart, a manipulative ex-wife who I still loved: I needed Yen to return soon…
When I was 16 I was as hotblooded as any teenage boy could be(you know when the wind blows up your shorts you get a hard on)I’m sure some of you guys out there know what i’m talking about,I was just sex crazed & wanted to fuck anything that moved.A few years of sneaking looks at my old man’s porn mags & movies turned my mind into that of a little deviant.I loved spying on females without their knowledge,they didn’t have to be doing anything sexual just normal day stuff,just as long as they didn’t know i was watching them.We had a big tree in our back yard so that when you were up high enough you could see thru the louvre’s into our toilet,not much of a view but just enough to see someones arse as they were sitting down,so when my parents had parties at night I would quickly climb the tree to spy on my mums quite nice looking female friends,catching glimpses of their arses would send my hand into a frenzy.I nearly got caught a couple of times but a sly voyeur was in the making.Anyhow I finally got myself a girlfriend whom I lost my virginity to & once that was out of the way we fucked like rabbits any chance we got.My parents were pretty cool with us having sex so my place was our comfort zone.The first time my gf asked me to stay at her house I was a bit aprehensive as she told me her parents weren’t as forthcoming about us having sex especially in their house.So when it came time to go to bed my gf slept in the lounge room & I slept in her bedroom which she shared with her older sister.Their beds were toe to toe with a gap in the middle of them but very close as it was a small room.Well as it was the weekend her sister been 3yrs older than me was out with friends on the piss& was due home about 2 in the morning.So when that time came I was wide awake but pretending to be asleep as her sister opened the door.I could hear my gf’s mum whispering to her sister that it was me lying in my gf’s bed & to be quiet & not wake me.The light flicked on for a sec then off again,then as I heard my gf’s mum go to bed I slowly opened my eyes to try & focus on my gf’s sister’s shadow moving around the room.There was a bit of light coming thru the curtains from the street light outside so I could see her stripping off her clothes down to a g-string & putting on a singlet top then with a big sigh flopping onto her bed & falling asleep.After that little episode my heart was thumping so hard I thought someone would be able to hear it.Trying for the next 10min to see anything more the phone rang in the hallway & I heard the mother get up to answer it.She then opened the door to the room & was trying to wake up the sister but to no avail,she just let out a moan & rolled over.So the mum back in bed I proceded to focus my eyes again & there in all it’s glory was the most perfect arse staring me in the face.My dick by this time was hard as fuck & aching for some action,I tried to have a wank but in the silence of the night it sounded like I could wake up the whole house.Now because of the small room the sisters arse was about a metre & a half from my face & with the little snores coming from her I was sure she was in a deep sleep,So very quietly I slid out of bed onto the floor in between the beds now sitting very closely to her arse.This close I could now see her pussy lips either side of her g-string & could get a slight wift of her beautiful aroma.The thought of getting caught was making me nervous as hell but this beautiful sight was urging me on.I lifted on to my knee’s & leant forward to get even closer,now I was in tongues length from her pussy so I took in a deep breath.Just then she moved a little & i ducked down my heart racing like a motherfucker.Waiting a few minutes I made up my mind to get back into bed & putting this moment in the bank.With only 2hrs until sunrise I just lay there savouring what I just saw(& smelt).I woke about 8 that morning to her letting out a big yawn,she flashed a smile my way & said good morning introducing herself to me leaning over & shaking my hand.Her ample breasts were nearly falling out the sides of her tanktop & I tried my best to not make it obvious I was looking at them.She was very nice looking even though she had smudged makeup on her face,she was very similar to my gf just more mature.She jumped out of bed without a care in the world & started rummaging in her drawers while telling me about her night,all the time I’m taking in the sights of her body,then she walks out of the room & into the bathroom for a shower.I would have loved to follow her but by then everyone was awake.So I had a painstaking wait til my gf & I left after breakfast to go to my house to let a load off.I couldn’t wait so I took mt gf under a bridge & fucked her doggy style all the time thinking about her sister.I have a few more encounters with the sister inlaw & they get more risky so until then
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A CBer friend introduces two who became lovers.
Walking home alone at night isn’t the brightest idea Madison had, not was it to take a secluded short cut, or to drink a little too much. She finds herself at the mercy of a ruthless and lustful stranger
I just couldn’t leave it where I did. I had to write more.
Is this the beginning of a new relationship between Johnathon and his father?
Building something new
Hay, it has been a while.
I think it is about time I covered some of the basics about the structure of the gangs. The where six gangs on the estate the Dead Heads, the Hell Boys, the Bad Dogs, the Dammed Ones, the Burned Stars and the Flesh Eaters. I know the names are a little over the top but it is what we called ourselves. The gangs tags where the initials put together in some way, normally in the gangs colour, but each crew within the gang would change style. The gangs had somewhere between 100 to 200 members each of which about a third where girls, if the Dead heads where all fit and we stripped our corners and streets we could call on around 70 lads. The gangs had the same again in hangers on, girlfriend who hadn’t joined, kids how wanted to join, and the weak who where afraid to join but hung around the edges looking for protection, they also supported a fair number of girls who were used as sex toys, and then you had family members and old boys to take into account. These people where split into crews.
A crew was a group within the gang with its own structure and internal politics, it was ran by a chief and one or two Lts, and was a simple way to organize the larger gang. They numbered between a dozen and 20 members each, if a member earned money though crime he paid it up the chain, and the chief paid it into the gang, but it also worked the other way money came down to the chief from the gang and he paid out a wage. This was so the high cash corner crews like mine subsidised the lower earning ones, you still made more money if you worked in the higher risk parts of the gang but it kept others happy.
Lacy’s crew, now my crew, was a corner crew. We ran a drugs corner, for that you need spotters, runners, tellers, a bank to keep the count and muscle if you want to hold the corner, all in all about 10 lads working at all times you are open. An addict has to spend about £10 a day on his poison of choice a day it keep himself set, depending and quality and availability of product. With a 60/40 split up to the gang the corner make £4 per addict per day. With 10 lads working you need to get close to 100 addicts buying of your corner a day to make it worth the effort, and back then a lad was very happy to earn 40 a day for 4/5 hours work of a night. If you could push it up to around 120 addicts you really started to make money. Luckily the one thing the estate had in spades was addicts, sooner or later they ended up here.
Of course everyone that worked the corner was part of the crew but not everyone that was part of the crew worked the corner. In my case Mike was always part of my crew but you couldn’t have him work a corner or soon all the money and all the drugs would end up in his pocket. The way the gang earned money of Mike was just going to his room once a week and emptying his pockets. You didn’t get things of value all the time because to him a plastic folk given out free at a chippy held the same value as jewels so long as he got to steal them. I took anything that looked valuable, pawned it, took a cut and then gave half back to him and half to the gang. He made quite a bit of cash that way.
Our territory was big enough just to fit 3 drugs crews, with constant fighting over the boards with the Hell Boys and the Bad Dogs, but even so that left more than half the gang with nothing to do. The other crews did anything to make money selling alcohol, cigarettes, pirate CD’s and anything they could steel. The only reason they didn’t do protection, loan sharking and prostitution was the King had his own people doing that on the estate. It was the same with Ecstasy, there were plenty of people that we could sell it to, and it was easy money, but his people sold it in the clubs so we stayed well away. Even so everything we did a small cut went up to him, even if he had nothing to do with it.
No one really grieved Lacy death, to most who loved him he had died long ago when he first picked up the needle and with his finale downward spiral his family was numb.
Taking over Lacy’s crew after his death was not easy, I may have been his Lt, I may have been running it more or less by myself for months, I may have had a reputation that few people could boast of, but I was very, very young to be running a crew let alone one of the valuable corners. Really Eddy wanted to put one of his own men in over me, he didn’t oppose me himself but he had some of his lads do it, they said over the last few weeks I had been unstable, which was true, and I was too young, which was also true, and the was that nasty rumour that I had kill Lacy… not of course that they believe it… but still. I didn’t argue to loudly about that, they may have started the rumour to hurt me but I saw the look of fear in other peoples eyes now and I was happy for them to think I had kill Lacy. I didn’t try and argue the points with them, I only pointed out that it was my right and anyone that wanted to challenge that was more than welcome to try me. I was 6 foot 2 by now and strong, I was trained well, the where only four people in the whole gang I didn’t think I could take, and of them only Littler was in a place to challenge me, and he really didn’t have the brains to run anything.
Eddy had them back off, looking like he had given up was better than looking like he had lost. Still he had sway over half the lads working the corner and they left once it became apparent I had won but I was glad of that. I would have forced them out anyway, I wasn’t having Eddy’s people watching my back, I was going to make a new crew. I shorted myself a little to increase the wage on my corner to attract the people I wanted.
I wanted older siblings, with parents that where trying hard, I wanted people who the money they were being paid mattered, that a few extra pounds would make a world of difference. I want people who would be grateful to me for the small increase in their standard of living, people who would be loyal to me above the gang, I wanted people not touched by the weakness that was slowly infecting the gang. I made it clear that if I caught any of them using, if they took money from Eddy, if they didn’t pull their weight, if they stole anything from me then I would kick them out. I couldn’t get all I wanted in everyone but after a few false starts I built a crew to be proud of, a strong crew.
It wouldn’t have happened, it would have die before it could walk, if I had tried to build it without a gang behind me. We ran short staff, we lost money, I moved people around so much I wasn’t sure who worked for me. Shark circled all the time and all that kept me from going under was my will and a fair amount of violence directed at anyone that opposed me. Within the month my corner, my crew, was strong.
PayDay became my Lt, not for any real skills but because he was dog loyal to me by now. I had a lad called Joel, who went by the Prophet or Profit, depending on if the crowd would get the biblical references, who was way too smart to work a corner but just couldn’t stop running his mouth to people bigger than him so needed protecting from Eddy. There was Paul who went by Gibby, he was so sure that one day he would be a boxer, spent most of his time training. Then came Denise, who wanted so badly to be called The Menace but couldn’t get it to stick, so went by Dee, he had the cutest little 3 year old sister who he would do anything for. My muscle came from Frank the Tank, who lived with his Gran who still called him Francis no matter how much he asked her not to, and a lad called Aaron who went by Aaron because he had that much imagination, he was the oldest of 5 brothers. There was also Kid Willy, Painy, Less and Alex.
Now Alex, who went by Lexi, was an oddity, a gang girl that did real work for a living. Faye was insanely jealous of her just because Lexi got to be part of my world that I wouldn’t let her be more than because she was a threat. Lexi was very attractive, tall with an hourglass figure, her soft femininity was offset by good muscle in her arms, leg and stomach which made her able to go physically with any of the lads. Her face was cute more than beautiful, ocean grey eyes and strait brown hair. Even if I was going to cheat on Faye it really didn’t matter how attractive I found her because she had a real problem with being touched. She would freeze up if you made even accidental contact with her skin, which made it very hard to be friends with her until you understood the no touching rules. Still she was a very good worker.
Once the corner was running properly it amazed me the step up in money from a Lt to chief, I knew they earned more, hell I had seen the money but it wasn’t real to me until I found I had so much in my pocket at the end of the week. This was when I began to wonder how much Bob was making off the gang and if he was making as much as I thought why in hell was he still living here. I poured all my negative emotions into rebuilding the corner, I used my hate and rang to make it strong, and I learned to live with myself again one day at a time. I was not as happy as I was but I learned to put myself in boxes again, and not to stop or look back.
I also had Charlotte to look after, I made her my personal responsibility, I think I used her survival as a way to make up for all the bad things I did. She never told me what Lacy had done to her in those last days, I didn’t ask, but I knew he had been dosing her. I watched her very carefully of signs of addiction, I put the word out that anyone selling to her would find me very upset, but it didn’t seem to have a hold on her. If she had been quite before she was silent now, you where lucky if she would respond to a direct question, but when she did speak it always mattered. Her outlook was dark, now I would call her a Goth but back then I didn’t have a word for it, but really it fitted well with how I was feeling. Amy liked her, but Amy liked anyone who would be her friend without wanting something, Faye really liked her and it was only my strong objection that stopped her from trying to sleep with Charlotte.
The was no question about her running train to join the gang, I wasn’t going to let her, no one was going to touch her. She never became a full member but no one questioned her involvement in my crew, I was as politically powerful within the gang as I ever would be. The gang looked after its own, her mother was being given enough to live off so she didn’t have to work.
In the better place I was in Faye and my relationship got back on track. She acted like none of the bad stuff over the last few weeks had happened and I was happy to let her play pretend. I now told her everything but I still think she zone out the worst bits. Still now when I was close to losing my temper she would be able to tell the same way the other Berserkers could. The sex went back to more or less normal too, being able to put emotion back into the act was one of the best feeling ever.
It happened a little over a week after Lacy death, I was still suspended so had spent most of the day trying like hell to put together a working corner for the night. When I got home after finishing up and I was so tiered, I just wanted to eat something and curl up in bed. The smell of her cooking greeted me at the door, god that girl could cook, my nose pulled me into the kitchen without my brain thinking it. I spent some time just standing in the door way watching her fine arse sway as she worked, tiered as I was the movement of her hips had a vaguely hypnotic effect. I had tried to be affectionate with her but it was a forced act, I had to try.
Now I walked up behind her without thinking and wrapped my arms around her, her body fitted so well into mine, I inhaled deeply the smell of her hair. I know it was mostly shampoo but it was her smell, years later I still look for her when I catch that sent. She moved her head to the side to give me access to her neck, I learned down and kiss her neck. I ran my tongue up her neck to her jaw , she purred deeply as I kiss her cheek. I moved back ever so slightly and nibble her earlobe gently. Her lips parted and she let out a long moan of lust and sexual frustration, it had been weeks since we had had sex and even longer since we had had good sex.
She turned pushing her ample breast into my chest, my hands slipped down her back coming to rest on the curve of her arse. “Welcome back, I have missed you” she whispered to me, looking up at me with those big eyes that could see into my soul. I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers, the kiss was long and deep, more based on need that love, her tongue met mine passionately, breathing became something for other people as our mouths moved as one. We broke off panting, I looked down at her smiling face, that smile had been in short supply lately, that was my fault and I would do anything to keep it there. I move back down to kiss her and she put her hand to my mouth.
“Not right now silly or the food will burn” she laughed at me “if we do anything more I don’t think I could stop myself from ripping off your clothes right here. So go and set the table, go!” she pushed me off playfully. Dinner was exquisite torture, sitting there trying not to touch her when every part of my body wanted to melt into hers. I wolfed my food down without tasting it but she ate slowly continually glancing at me with an evil grin. My dad knew what was going on and was not going to pass up the chance to mess with me, ask Faye any question he could think of to stretch out the meal. In the end I kicked him under the table to get him to stop.
I grabbed Faye’s hand and pretty much dragged her from the table, she was happy, smiling and laughing for the first time in weeks. My dad made a crack about us having an early night but I wasn’t listening, my whole world had shrunk to Faye. Fuck the corner, fuck the gang, right now she was all that mattered. I knew that I was still me, that in the morning I would still be the vicious, violent thug but for tonight I was going to pretend that I am normal.
The second the door closed I wrapped my arms around her hips and pulled her into me, there was no kissing, no petting, just holding each other tightly, listening to each other breath. I really don’t know how long we stayed like that but it felt good, it was only when I thought about letting go that I noticed I had picked her up of the floor and was holding her into me. I smiled down at her as I put her down on the floor.
“Are you ok with this?” I asked her “I would understand if you didn’t want to… with me.” There was a long silence as she looked deep into my eyes. I could see the love and the lust in her eyes and underneath I could see the fear, the fear I had put there. She loved me but she was scared of me and I hated myself for that, I didn’t want her to fear she was the only person I didn’t want her to fear me. She broke eye contact and leaned in to me.
“I want to” she whispered just loud enough to hear. With that I began to undress her. It was awkward and clumsy to strip, it had always been so easy but now it was like we had no idea of each other’s body, we didn’t move as one anymore. That change the second we where naked, all the knowledge of her came flooding back as our bodies began to move as one again.
My hands roamed the soft bits of her body, enjoying her warm flesh moving under my touch, as we kissed. Her own hands began to trace lines across my muscles, it took me a few seconds to realise that she was following my scars with her finger tips, along the fresh pink and old white. It was a strange feeling, the slight difference in feeling when they passed from one bit of skin to the other, it tickled, but was such a turn on. I pushed her back onto the bed and learned down into her, I kissed her collar bone ever so gently, starting at her shoulder and moving inch by inch inwards towards her sternum, each tiny contact making her tremor involuntarily, little whimpers slipping between her lips.
I wanted to make this go on as long as I could, I wanted to drive her crazy before I was done. I kept going down her sternum until my mouth was between her breasts. I ran my tongue over her breast in a slowly decreasing spiral moving towards the now hard nipple at the centre. My tongue found the bundle of nerves making her moan in pleasure and when I took it between my lips and sucked she let out a scream far closer to animal the human. Soon I moved over to the other nipple, moving my hand up to take the place of my mouth on the first. I enjoy listening to her moan for a while longer before I began to move down.
I ran my tongue down the flat of her stomach, pausing momentarily to run it around her cute little belly button before continuing downwards. I had almost forgotten the way she tasted, the wonderful taste, I moved my tongue slowly along the whole length of her slit savouring that taste. She was already wet, I knew she would be ready, but I wasn’t close to done playing with her sexy little body yet. I used one hand to spread her for better access, she moved her legs to help, and put my head back down. I ran the underside of my tongue from side to side just underneath her clit being careful not to touch it. She had stopped moaning and had moved on to deep breathing, each breath a little shorter than the last, getting closer and closer to panting.
“I am going to cum” She gasped, she didn’t need to tell me, I knew her, I could feel her body getting closer and closer to its peak. But with her telling me I decided it was time to push her over. I moved up her a fraction, devouring her clit enthusiastically, I slipped two fingers on my free hand into her look for her g-spot, moving them in and out while pressed against the front wall of her warm, wet pussy. I did the trick, she climaxed. Her back arched, her muscles tensed, her pussy contracted around me finger sending small waves of her sweet juices into my mouth and she let out a single, long scream of pure ecstasy. I kept my hand moving, kept my tongue working as I hungrily lapped her juices, I wanted to keep her cumming for as long as I could.
It had to come to an end at some point, she crashed back onto the bed panting. I moved back up and held her in my arms as she recovered, kissing her knowing that she could taste herself on my lips. “I want to feel you in my now” she purred into my ear. This was lucky, while I was happy to just lie next to her I was painfully aroused by now and I am not sure I could have stopped there.
I moved back on top of her, lining myself up. She was so wet from her orgasm I slipped into her easily. God she felt good underneath me as I picked up pace. The way she smelt, the little squeaks she gave with each trust, the bounce of her breasts, how her hips move up to me, every part of it was good, was great. We move together as we made love, slipping into a slow, passionate tempo. I tried to hold eye contact but it felt to good and soon my eye when turned up into my skull. Each of my breaths was now a groan as I began to move faster and faster.
If I had let myself go it would have been over very quick, she was hot, I was horny and it had been awhile since we had been together. From almost the second I penetrated her I was holding back and now all my will went into making it last just a few moments longer. As I felt myself unable to hold on any longer I forced my eyes open to stare down on her pretty face, delighting in the smile of pure joy I saw there. I came. Sending spurt after spurt into her as my muscles contracted with minds of their own. I collapsed on top of her unable to move.
It was a while until I came back to the world, blinking, and rolled off her letting my cock slip out of her. Given her earlier climax she hadn’t during sex but she now set about rectifying that with her hands as she lay next to me. I held her as she masturbated enjoying the noise and feel of the girl pleasuring herself so close to me. The sex must have been better for her than I had thought because she was very close and it didn’t take long before she was screaming out her second orgasm of the night.
She pulled her fingers up to her mouth and licked them clean, making sure I was watching her do it. I lay there as her breathing got slower and she drifted off feeling the love between us. It wasn’t the same as it had once been, it wasn’t the simple, pure puppy love that we had once had. She had seen the darkness that I carried within me, had met the monster, and she hadn’t run away. She still loved me and I knew that all of me, even the monster loved her. It wasn’t the same, it was darker, sadder and deeper, it may have lost it innocence but I knew it was better. I shut my eyes and drifted off to sleep.
We woke up that way and everything was ok again. Life was good. Over the next weeks I rebuilt my corner, made it strong, I repaired a lot of my old friendship and began working with Cain again. He acted as if I had pass some tested he had set all along. And all it was ok because at night I got to crawl into bed with the girl I loved.
I was happy, I was in love but the estate cared not for happiness or love. It was hell, what it wanted was to crush you, and you either let it or you became part of it. Happiness was fleeting and I was just waiting for the estate to slap me again.
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A shy exhibitionist is taken to dinner and a show by her husband.
This is a Fiction story but is written as true events. However, there are some true parts throughout the story. Enjoy.
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I had become quite addicted to the hot sessions I’d enjoyed using
the artifact. The small, smooth object had come to mean more to me
than I ever imagined it would. There seemed to be no real damage
done, however, as per my built in safeguard, and I had no doubt
that once I had made an official separation from the object
verbally, the addiction would be broken unless restarted.
I had no desire to break the addiction though, at the moment, and
I craved the endless variety of intense sexual release that the
artifact afforded me.
I still had a decent social life at the moment, but I was afraid
that over time I might withdraw in an unhealthy way. That was in
the future though, and I knew I had control over the object with my
safeguards.
As I lay down nude on my comfortable bed I felt quite relaxed. I
had set the room temperature to be just right for an extended trip.
The room was at about seventy-eight degrees…and I knew I would
not experience chills or discomfort.
After the initiation process I fell into a deep trance
quickly…and as I did I could see a very slight green haze
permeating the darkened room. This was normal, and I knew that the
object was working properly.
I arrived at the endless hallway…sitting in the travel cart…and
decided I would take a more extensive tour to search for just the
right experience. As I perused the thousands of doors along the
way…I just couldn’t believe the vast extent of sexual behavior
that was possible. I knew that I was designing the content
myself…subconsciously…and that I had a very nasty libido.
I stopped finally, and began to read the door titles one by one. ‘Toe sucking’, ‘Fucking the highschool cheerleaders’, ‘Sexual
humiliation-maledom, ‘Sexual humiliation-femdom’, ‘Forced
cuntlicking’…’Forced breeding facility-femdom’. I paused at the
last one…my dick was hard as a rock and stood out from my fly
dripping cum on the hallway floor as I stroked it. I opened the
door and stepped inside, and thought carefully.
Suddenly two hooded quards appeared from nowhere and pulled me
inside the room. They slammed the door shut hard and quickly
secured my hands behind me. I was flabbergasted because I had not
actually chosen the room and closed the door myself. Obviously the
artifact had thrust me into an experience against my will, and I
new then that I could never really trust it again, completely.
I was whisked through a door into the next room…which turned out
to be some kind of preparation room. One of them gave me a slight
shock below my right ear using a long metal rod, and I was unable
to move coherently after that…and stood there helplessly as the
two hooded guards stripped me naked. Though I wore no clothing
lying back on my bed at home…I was always fully clothed as I
began my hallway searches.
They sat me down on a special chair and strapped my legs and arms
in tightly, to assure, I assumed, complete cooperation. Then one of them pulled out a hypodermic syringe and drew liquid from a vial. She squirted the tip in the air briefly and as one guard pulled my pecker forward stretching it painfully, the
other swabbed near the base of my dick with alcohol. I wanted to
move but couldn’t and soon the tip of the needle was brought down
to my penis and shoved into the hollow cavity of my corpus
callosum.
A trickle of blood showed and she injected the contents into my
penis as the other held it outstretched. It stung a bit but wasn’t
as bad as I had imagined and she pinched the injection spot hard
for a bit, and slowly stroked my near erect cock. Soon my peter
was rock hard and draining semen as she expertly milked it to a
very painful erection. The head skin was tight as a drum and my
dick bobbed up and down involuntarily, flipping cum on the chair.
I had never had a hardon like this, and my balls were aching,
swollen with cum. They released me and walked me into another
room, where, to my absolute shock, I saw ten naked women strapped
doggie style into special restraint fixtures. They were all
attractive, with perfectly formed asses, and their tits hung below
them jiggling lightly as they moved. Their heads were secured in
comfortable restraints, and their hands and arms were strapped
securely also.
I could see that they were probably comfortable from the way the
fixtures were designed, and their chins rested on soft foam rubber
pads. They were all breathing very heavily…obviously under the
influence of some aphrodisiac…and cuntjuice dribbled from their
hairy pussies, and dripped onto the surface below.
Most of them were begging to be fucked…and a pretty nurse came
in…and stood waiting for me.
Ten cunts stood wide open to me, dribbling cream, and the guards
took me over to the first captive woman, who was panting and using
the most obscene language possible begging me for fuck her.
The nurse spoke briefly to me as she roughly stroked my stiff
prick, and at the same time plunged her latex gloved hand into the
pretty lady’s sopping fuckhole. By now I had regained coordinated
movement again and the two guards stood ominously behind me with
their shock devices drawn.
You will impregnate all of these women as we watch, one by one, and
if you not ejaculate into each of them, we will electrocute your
penis and balls. I could see a restraint fixture over near the
corner…and electric leads and probes which I’m sure were designed
to produce great pain.
The guards shoved me forward and as I held onto the woman’s back,
my stone hard pecker slid quickly into her tight, wet cunt. As
they pushed me forward all my ten inches were shoved in…and I
began fucking her like a stallion, bucking my hips in and out as my
hard weiner probed her hairy hole.
I yelled and got my nuts off quickly, shooting a thick wad of semen
into her wet snatch. As I finished my load they pulled me to the
next woman and I quickly mounted her, and fucked in deeply, feeling
my hanging balls slap her asscheeks. She was in a frenzy now
moving back against my huge prick and she milked me as I fucked
her. I yelled again and pumped my hips forward emptying my load
into her raunchy cunthole and the hot scum splattered out as my
dick popped out.
I went down the line and fucked each woman…looking intently at
their raw buttholes as I porked them. The women’s assholes opened
and closed to the rythm of my fucking, and I could see brown, shiny
traces of anal residue inside as I worked them. The nurse and
guards were forcing me to hurry all the way and after five I began
to have difficulty popping my load.
It took me longer to get my nuts off each time but the perfectly
formed asses in front of me made me cum eventually. My peter was
still rock hard and dripping cum as I finished the eighth fuck. On
the ninth piece of ass I was having just a bit of difficulty
shooting my wad and the guards grabbed my hips and force fucked
me…making obscene comments about fucking in general, and I
groaned and bucked painfully as my ninth glob of dicksnot squirted
into the tight hairy cunt.
They forced me into my tenth session of hide the sausage, and
gripped my ass painfully as they pushed me in and out. The nurse
grabbed my sore balls and massaged them and shoved her finger up my
ass as I fucked, and just as they were losing patience with me I
yelled louder than anytime before, and forced out a load of nut
juice into the throbbing fuck oriface.
My legs gave way and the guards grabbed me and held me as I wobbled
around, my poor peter still hard and stiff.
The nurse slapped my ass hard and spoke with a snarl…”You have to
reward them for their efforts now don’t you asshole!”, she
barked…pushing down on my shoulders. “They gave you a good fuck,
now you have to give them a little reward.”
I was on my knees now and they put a dog collar around my neck and pulled me roughly up to the first woman. “Clean her asshole out completely…then do
all the rest of them. Remember what I told you about our electric
treatment!”
I crawled awkwardly to the first woman’s nasty rear crack…and
could see cum slowly draining out of her raw vagina as I stuck my
nose between her spread cheeks. “Clean your cum from around her
cunt…then eat her asshole”, the nurse commanded, and she jerked
the leash and forced my face into the wide open anal area.
I dove in with my tongue extended and lapped several times smelling
and tasting the brown stain. I ate it quickly, and the women
threated me further as I did the dirty…and I think I had almost
earned their approval by the time I finished my meal. I’d eaten my
own cum from the outside of her sticky snatch, and all of the
sticky brown substance around and inside her open hairy asshole.
This was just the start though, and I was forced to go to the next
woman, crawling like a dog, and tongue lap the mess in and below
her puckered bunghole, until I’d eaten it all. By the time I had
finished sucking the last hairy, smelly, farthole there was a thick
brown ring around my mouth and the shit stain was up in my nose and
all over my face. I know I’d eaten a few tablespoons of my own
dickwad, and I was thoroughly disgusted with the whole experience.
I was afraid I would be forced to do this for days or weeks but to
my surprise, and great relief, they released me back into the front
ante room after I’d finished my raunchy work. I waited there for
my return to my real world, and admitted to myself that though I’d
had a hot time here…I think I would have chosen to do it myself.
I now knew that the artifact would trick me on occasion, and I
would be thrust into unfamiliar areas, and this disturbed me
greatly.
I would have to give my future excursions careful thought. What
freaked me out was the fact that underneath, I had designed the
whole thing…and came to realize that this kind of experience was
something that I desired on a highly subliminal level, and that’s
where the object would be taking me, regardless of my feelings of the moment.
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My New Mother-in-law
Chapter 2
“What makes you ask about Esther, Edith?”
”I only wondered Ian if you knew where she might be?”
”Actually I don’t know. She is probably at work I assume.”
We changed the subject. Edith sat opposite me. She had changed and now wore a diaphanous dark red blouse with her black bra showing beneath the material. The blouse was cut at her shoulders making her look very alluring. I expressed my delight at the blouse along with her tight silk skirt that emphasised her luxurious hips. It came to her knees and the suspenders were just noticeable to the eye. I told her I wanted her to do something for me. “What?” she asked?
”Go to the rest room and take off your bra and return with it in your handbag Edith.” She blushed at the audacity. Maybe this was unusual in rural Berkshire.
”Ian I can’t, my neighbour is sitting two tables away and will know immediately.”
”What have you to lose? She doesn’t look behind the door and anyway she looks delicious and bored anyway. She’s with her husband and he is sitting where he’s unable to see you. It could be the start of a whole new way of life Edith, for both of you.”
We had both had a glass of wine each and she must have eaten nothing for a few hours. She took the bottle and replenished her glass and mine, took a substantial swig, got up and left for the restroom with her handbag and I noticed her smiling almost privately with the neighbour, who then gave me a quick look over. I gave a smile in return which she just acknowledged. She was the same age as Edith as but a more rubenesque shape than Edith’s diamond shape with fairly full breasts in a jacket that revealed a nice piece of cleavage and skirt that went below her knees but was tucked up beyond them. Stockings or tights I wasn’t sure but nicely presented. She seemed bored with her husband.
Edith returned. I could not but admire her sheer audacity in what she had accepted as a challenge. She looked straight at me as she got near our table, ignoring, this time, her neighbour. Her tits were pressing against her blouse, which because it was diaphanous made her look just a bit triumphant and just a little tarty. But she had pulled off the gesture really well.
Her tits had a bounce to them and they had changed to their natural shape. Fullish yet tight against the blouse with a distinct picture of flesh beneath, because of the dark red colour and diaphanous nature of her blouse. Her darkened nipples pressed against the material looking stiffened and well pronounced. Her pale arms were in stark contrast to the dark yet revealing nature of the blouse. As the blouse was buttoned at the back the pressure on her nipples was even more emphasised. I mentally noted that I must ask her how she achieved the change without help. Not only did she have her neighbour as an audience but the more sexually astute restaurant clients as well as some of the waiters.
”Ian what is happening here for god’s sake, the whole damn restaurant is staring at me?”
”You’re just looking very beautiful and desirable Edith that’s all.”
”It’s more than that Ian. It’s because of what we must represent to them all too.”
”How does that feel then Edith?”
”Scary but exciting I suppose.”
”Then enjoy it Edith.”
She took in the neighbour in her sights and received a very warm smile and then suddenly a surreptitious wink. I spent the rest of our lunch indulging in flattering her on her sexual appearance and the envy of those surrounding us. I wanted to touch and stroke them in their luscious glory but it wasn’t the kind of restaurant where you could get away with that.
We plied through our lunch and were going on to coffee when her neighbour appeared by our side. I noticed her husband walking to the restroom at the same time. She was taking the opportunity obviously by his temporary absence.
“Well Edith it’s good to see you out and about and looking so well and, if I may say so, audacious, but are you going to introduce me to your handsome friend?”
“This is my son-in-law, Ian. Ian this is Freda.”
I was astonished at Edith’s nerve in declaring me so openly, but now it was done. They continued pleasantries with Freda giving me warm smiles in between. Then she surprised both of us.
Look I’m giving Michael a lift to the station now. How about coming back to my place for a drink and a nice chat? I’ll be about 20 minutes.”
Edith looked to me for assent.
“Sure Freda we would love to.”
With that she joined her husband at the entrance and departed with a quick smile. He barely acknowledged us.
“Well Edith that’s put us on the spot eh?”
“I couldn’t deceive her Ian. Anyway it will give her something to think about wont it?”
“Very brave, we’ll see.”
We asked for the bill and decided not to bother with the coffee. As we had a little time to pass I slipped round to sit beside her and placed my hand firmly on her thigh. She just beamed as I ran my hand to her stocking and stroked her lower thigh.
“You’re teasing me Ian.”
But she didn’t stop me.
“I hope you won’t be bored at Freda’s Ian. We usually talk cooking and gardening.”
I assured her I wouldn’t be bored and wondered how curious Freda would be this afternoon. They both fitted my fantasies about older women however as they both were or potentially were sexually exciting as well as attractive.
I drove the car to Freda’s place and we parked the car. She had arrived already.
We were profusely welcomed. Freda had taken the time to freshen herself up as well as unbuttoning her blouse to reveal more cleavage. She saw me take in her swollen beauties as we sat in the lounge. Edith took a place on the sofa next to me but at a discrete distance. Freda made us comfortable and at ease as she brought out the cafetierre and a bottle of very good cognac. Reaching for glasses from a shoulder high cabinet we were given a delightful view of her buttocks the skirt emphasised as well as seamed stockings and their darkened portion near the tops.
We settled in and they did indeed talk gardening and cooking. I just sat back and enjoyed their warmth and wondered what was really going in their heads. I noticed Freda occasionally taking in Edith’s full blouse. Edith was sitting fairly upright on the sofa giving emphasis to the pressure of her nipples against the transparency of her blouse. The afternoon sun was now low enough to make her seem even more see-through. She was sufficiently tipsy to feel bold and must have been conscious of her physical state. She was indeed sitting dead proud relishing her new found sexuality.
Freda was not entirely without self awareness either. We were sitting in a triangle to each other. Freda gave me a charming view of her thigh and the top of her stockings. Whilst engaged with Edith she even slipped forward to reveal white flesh.
I was completely enchanted with them both. Suddenly Freda threw out a comment.
“You are quiet Ian. What’s going on in your mind may I ask?”
Edith was taken aback by the sudden change of topic.
“I was just thinking how fortunate I am to me in the presence of two beautiful and dare, I say it, voluptuous women.”
Edith visibly shocked by my outspoken remark. Freda took it entirely in her stride. “Would you like to elaborate Ian?” Edith pronounced.
Without taking the challenge I responded with, “Well would either of you agree with my comment about yourselves?”
“Oh Ian you’re just teasing two women getting on in years. Don’t you agree Freda?”
“He wasn’t talking about our ages Edith, he was commenting on our appearance. Given that he’s your son-in-law I wouldn’t be surprised if his wife would be a touch jealous of you my dear.”
Edith blushed at that remark but managed a smile.
I let go the passing reference to my wife and her mother. But Freda followed through with,
“Actually Edith I saw you go to the restroom as well as return. You certainly seem to have liberated yourself of your bra on your return and what a gorgeous sight too. That seems to account for Edith Ian, do you have any comment for me?”
“Well Freda, you are giving us a lovely view of your cleavage, which you didn’t give your husband in the restaurant and I just love the view of your suspenders.”
She just smiled and let her skirt slip further up her thigh. Delicious. It gave her more courage than I had anticipated.
“Edith the sun is doing lovely things with your blouse. Ian can see all your beautiful breasts. Why don’t you give him a little tease, they’re certainly delighting me.
Edith blushed again but responded, “I think I need another cognac darling after hearing that, you are so naughty Freda.”
Freda poured more for her and she immediately drowned it.
“Perhaps we need a bit of frankness here Edith, don’t you think?”
Without seeking permission Freda opened with more disclosure.
“I have a sense you two are a bit of an item, to say the least. And I think that is absolutely marvellous. Ian, Edith is a wonderful woman who has been treated abominably by her selfish husband. At last you have tapped her pent up sexuality and you look fantastic for it Edith. I envy you. Shall I tell Ian about us Edith?”
Edith gasped but gave her tacit acquiescence.
“Well Ian, you have managed what was too far for Edith with me. I sense you are both thoroughly enjoying being sexual with each other. I wanted her, and still do incidentally, but it was too much to go there for Edith.”
“Oh Freda darling I am so sorry, I just wasn’t ready at the time, when was it, about a year ago on this very sofa. My body wanted to but my head just held me back. I am very touched you still want me.”
With that Freda got up and stepped over to Edith, taking her hand. Edith rose from the sofa. Freda cupped her hands round Edith’s head and kissed her full on her lips. Edith responded by hugging her hard and close squeezing Freda’s breasts against hers. I saw them tentatively start to tongue each other. Tears were streaming down Edith’s cheeks.
Freda gently pushed Edith back toward the sofa. It was a slight squeeze with all of us on it and Edith in between us. Edith looked through her tears toward me and put her hand out to mine. I grasped it and turned more toward her. Freda kissed those tears as I slipped my other hand toward Freda and stroked her arm drawing it toward Edith’s full blouse and the nearest breast beneath it. Edith drew me toward her other breast and rested my hand on her nipple. Freda and I began caressing each nipple whilst taking turns kissing Edith’s mouth.
“Oh Ian, Freda, my two darlings.” She eased off from crying but was still heaving somewhat. “Stop a minute, please I need to get my head round this. Sorry I cried so much. Suddenly being the centre of attention is overwhelming. Oh Freda, my tears are just my outpouring of relief at being able to be myself both to Ian and to you at last.”
“Edith why don’t you just let Ian and I love you and let our bodies take care of us?”
“I’ve been so starved of affection all these years, I couldn’t stop you both even if I thought I should.”
With that I looked at Freda and she returned mine with an intensity born of passion exuding from her body. I reached over whilst holding Edith close round her shoulder and tentatively went to kiss Freda. Her response was immediate, pushing her tongue in my mouth and skirting inside as she moved her hand across and up to my groin to check me out. She found me hard and pressing against my zipped trousers, stroking as she explored. We returned to Edith with our hands smoothing her soft blouse against her voluminous breasts centring on her nipples and curling our fingers round her raised nipples.
“Oh yes, good, that’s good, so good. Harder please I love it.”
My calculating sexual brain was working overtime. I decided to take a slight risk. Kissing them both in turn, in reassurance, I hugged them both and stood up, unzipped my stiff cock and placed it near Edith’s lips. She gave me an immediate open mouth kiss and small suck and withdrew. Turning to Freda I offered the same. She reciprocated but took my stem and pulled it to her open mouth and started as if to blow me. I gently pulled away and intimated that I was going to move to the chair opposite and watch my new lovers for awhile.
Removing my clothes below my shirt I sat down with my handy lubricant to indulge in some woman watching and looking after myself masturbating as they began their first real encounter noting that it would have been, perhaps too confusing for Edith to have handled both of us initially.
Freda resumed her tonguing whilst stroking those breasts with heightened urgency.
Freda reached round Edith’s back and carefully released the buttons of her blouse, and slowly drawing the fabric away from her shoulders and arms to reveal her pale breasts to us. Freda’s hands swept over the curves of her naturally drooping beauties knowing that she finally had a willing subject to pamper and seduce. She held them both as if presenting them for my view as well. I smiled and gave my accord to this by stroking with fervour at the sight of Edith being loved.
Freda knelt down in front of Edith whilst ensuring her thighs were open to get close to her, thereby forcing her skirt up beyond her stockings to reveal her suspenders and plump thighs. Leaning forward Freda took a nipple in her mouth whilst holding in both hands her tit so her nipple protruded as far out as possible to let it be sucked. She went further and gave her a small bite. Edith screamed at that but didn’t demur, pulling her head closer until Freda couldn’t breathe easily.
She repeated the same assault on her other tit, driving Edith to frenzy.
Edith just accepted the onslaught, not knowing what to do but revelling in the sheer newness this side of her sexuality.
“Oh Freda I wish I hadn’t spurned you before, your wonderful, simply wonderful, I can’t do anything except give to you for you to take me.”
“Edith I’ve wanted you for years and now you’re mine and Ian’s thanks to him.”
Freda leaned forward again, slipping her hand round Edith’s back and released her skirt at the waist. Sitting back she began to tug her skirt down revealing Edith’s suspender belt. Her tummy was plump just there and emphasised by the belt but still delightful for that. She continued tugging until her pussy hairs began to emerge. No pants!
Freda continued until her skirt was lying beside her on the floor. She pulled Edith’s legs and thighs apart until her pinkness was revealed and very wet it looked even from my vantage point.
Still fully clothed herself Freda stroked her hands up Edith’s legs to those luscious thighs fingering her inner soft flesh near her cunt but not quite touching but teasing as she caressed so near her inner moistness. Edith lay back in the sofa with her eyes closed no doubt wondering if ever Freda would get there.
But she did. A finger from each hand lightly touched her full labia covered by the lightest hair strands. Edith reacted intuitively to that touch as Freda made light flicking movements along the dark flesh beyond the pink trough she held back from, being a complete tease. Unhurriedly she slipped under her cunt and pushed a finger back into her anal crease. Pushing she got instant recognition and a sigh of satisfaction.
I intervened.
“Edith is this your first time with a woman?”
She smiled and casting her eyes at Freda’s, “Yes and I shouldn’t have resisted Edith the last time.”
Edith took that as real encouragement, not that she needed it. Leaning forward Freda slipped her tongue forward to lick Edith’s outer labia, which were very pronounced, whilst still fingering the edge of Edith’s sphincter.
I was getting very horny and hard, stroking my still hardened cock.It didn’t distract them. Edith was revelling in Freda’s gentle assault as she pushed her tongue into Edith’s vagina and then slid up to her clit to just delicately touch it.
Freda began a rhythmic movement between her vaginal orifice and her clit that lifted Edith up in sexual tension. Deepening her sucking Freda had Edith right on the edge, holding back and then returning to the hardened pacing of her tongue.
Then it happened. Edith’s face contorted with her eyes tightly closed. Her mouth opened to a high pitched scream and her hands grasped Freda’s head to stop her moving away, then to just stop her moving as she found herself tortured by the sheer sexual agony of her orgasm. She still held her head as she slowly came down from her frenzy.
Freda moved gradually back from the wet cunt and gazed at her lover. She then stood over Edith holding her head and planted her soaking mouth and face on Edith’s open and willing mouth sharing the delicious taste of her recently unwashed middle aged woman before her.
Sharing the sofa, Freda held her now beatific love to her shoulder and hugged her.
Edith was a succulent sight still in her suspenders, stockings and heels with her thighs still wide open from the onslaught and her pinkness revealed and her clit still prominent.
Freda suggested we have a break for some drinks and came back with wine and glasses. I had cuddled next to Edith and suggested she explore Freda on her return. She had not had time to reply when Freda had returned.
We drank together whilst I fondled Edith’s breasts and Freda began to stroke my cock nurturing it back to full hardon. Freda leaned forward on her knees to suck me lightly on my tip, Edith looking on enviously. I nodded to Edith who took my hint. She moved from the sofa and slipped down behind Freda’s hips, slowly lifting her skirt.
I could only see from Freda’s head but saw her in her stockings and no panties. Edith was uncertain what to do.
“Shall I tell her Freda?”
“That would be a good idea Ian, I think.”
“Edith lie down on your back under Freda and between her thighs so you can get a good sight of her cunt.”
She did as instructed but was not in tongue touch easily. Freda responded by lowering her cunt to her face. I wanted to see this and Freda understood, remaining at the edge of the sofa and leaning on it. I knelt down in between Edith’s thighs and started to suck where Freda had recently plundered. This encouraged Edith to take the bait and raise her tongue to her lover’s cleft slightly hesitantly. As I reached her clit she got the point and went for Freda’s.
We got into a heightened tempo as two clits were shared in unison. Freda was there first even though Edith was a novice. She howled her orgasm as Edith wrought the fragments of her cum from her swollen clit.
She turned over and pressed her tongue into Edith’s soaking mouth.
“Oh I’ve needed that so badly. Bless you Edith, you’re a natural, a bloody natural. We’ll go far with a mouth like that.”
Edith stood and said she was going to the loo and Freda said there was no need we could look after her. She ignored that suggestion but I clocked it for the future and smiled at Freda.
We conspired whilst Edith went to pee or shit. On her return she saw Freda resuming her suck to keep me nice and hard.
“Edith I want to return the favour and suck you whilst Ian looks after you.”
“Sounds wonderful, I didn’t realise there could be so many permutations.”
Edith took the hint and leaned over the sofa with her voluminous arse and hips spread before us. Freda lay between Edith’s thighs and pulled her down to mouth level. I straddled Freda’s body and moved to Edith’s wet pink cunt exposed to my view as she was being clit tongued. Freda felt my advance and gave me her mouth a moment to give it a quick sloppy taste. Moving slightly I slipped easily into Edith’s warm moisture right up to her cervix, easily in contact in that vulnerable position. Freda and I indulged Edith in her first threesome as she scaled through toward her second cum. Freda was careful to keep her near the edge but not over and I paused too.
At a hand pressure from my conspirer I withdrew, totally wet from my fucking her cunt. Lifting slightly, I pressed my cock hard against my favourite depository.
Edith yelped at the sudden pain. I paused. “Alright Ian.” I pushed further at her lovely brownish sphincter and she relented letting me in an inch or so. Pause. Resume. In. “Oh god Ian it hurts but don’t stop. I know you love it there. And thank you for fucking me first. I did wonder if you were a one track man.”
We continued, Freda her clitoral and my anal assault. Once again Edith was near and we both paused.
I was now holding Edith’s hips and started slapping her arse with my hands, quite severely. Another squeeze from Freda and I stopped. I withdrew, with a groan from Edith. My cock was moist and had a slight tint to it from her rectum.
Freda was ready. She withdrew her tongue from that clit and placed her mouth firmly round my cock, sucking it clean with my entry in and out in a few movements. She let me withdraw and we each returned to our respective places. Freda increased her pace to Edith’s delight as did I. She started to freeze her body and she went into spasm. I fucked her harder as I felt my cum emerging. Suddenly I found myself going over and releasing my spunky load right in her arsehole as she completed her cum with a scream. What I hadn’t realised was that Freda had been quietly stroking herself and she had a third cum just as we were coming down.
When she finished I slowly withdrew from my favourite anus, followed immediately by my spunky residue which fell onto Freda’s open lips.
Rising from her recumbent position, she leaned toward Edith asking her if she wanted to share my spunk.
I froze, imagining this being a bit too far. Edith lay under Freda a moment saying nothing but taking in the idea. She just opened her mouth in readiness. Freda obliged. Spunk from her anus flowed from one mouth to deposit in Edith’s. She swallowed and smiled at both of us.
The phone rang and Freda answered. Her husband said he would be returning shortly as he had finished his business early. We took that as queue to disappear. Freda thanked us for a wonderful afternoon and hoped we would see her again, particularly Edith. She assured her she would, recognising I couldn’t be around that often.
As we left to get the car from the drive, Edith noticed a light on upstairs in her daughter’s old bedroom which she also used as an office occasionally. We agreed that it would be unwise for me to go there with her. So Edith and I hugged each other and she promised she would phone me on my mobile once she sorted out what was going on. I suggested she go in quietly so as not to surprise whoever was there. I would take my car and park nearby so I didn’t bump into Freda’s husband.
Edith entered the house at the back entrance and crept up the stairs. From the comfort of my car I waited. Shortly she rang.
“Ian I’m upstairs in the toilet next to Esther’s bedroom. I don’t have the light on and can see through the keyhole that connects to her room. Fortunately it’s locked on my side. Esther is on her pc with her webcam on. It’s facing me. I’m feeling a bit upset Ian.”
“What’s up?”
“Esther has her blouse open, her skirt round her waist, masturbating to the webcam.”
“And?”
“You may be shocked Ian.”
“I can guess Edith. Jason’s on the webcam isn’t he?”
“He is. He’s at his office with his trousers at his ankles and he’s masturbating as well. Their looking pretty high. Oh my god their both cuming right now. She’s frozen rigid and he’s cuming all over his desk.
“How are you feeling right now Edith?”
“I’m alright Ian. In many ways I’m relieved that the bastard no longer dominates and oppresses me. It’s not the first time I’ve seen them at it I can tell you. In the past it just made feel totally inadequate. I don’t feel that any longer. How about you Ian?”
I’m not sure how I feel right now. I would like to get back at them for your sake Edith.”
“Oh don’t ruin your relationship with Esther for me Ian.”
“We could have some fun with this situation Edith if we care to.” Indeed I felt a stiffening coming on as I thought of the possibilities.
“Ian she is closing the pc now and putting her clothes back on. I better go now and come back in the front of the house. I’ll phone you as soon as I can.
“Why don’t you come to the car for a moment before I go back to London?”
“Good idea Ian. Give me five minutes.”
She joined me in the car. We hugged. We felt very close. She put her hand down to my groin and asked, “What’s this Ian. Is that me or Esther whose done that?”
“Just thinking about the possibilities Edith, that’s all. We have quite an advantage now.”
“Oh Ian you’re incorrigible, but I think I am falling for you in a big way. I just hope I won’t frighten you off.”
“You won’t do that Edith I assure you. But I would like you to suck me off right now.”
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