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Discovering the Slut Within Part 2

by David Lavenham

Feedback appreciated – davidlavenham@gmail.com

More stories on my blog:  http://www.eroticauk.blogspot.com

"It's such a turn on reading about yourself", Rachael said as she finished reading Part 1.

"We have had pretty good feedback on the story too", David added pointing out the long list of emails asking for more.

"So are you going to write part 2?" Rachael asked

"Why not? Maybe it will be made into a movie!" David replied, "What should I write about?"

Rachael thought for a while, casually stroking her pussy as she considered David's question. "How about starting with that first dogging session with Allison?"

"Ok", David replied and started to type.

****************************************************************

"I am so nervous!" Rachael said as they pulled up in the dark parking lot.

"Don't worry", Allison reassured her, "Dave & I will keep things under control".

"Do you mind if I just watch at first?" Rachael asked.

"No problem", David replied, "but you better take this now"

Rachael took the large pill David had passed her and rolled it in her fingers, "What's this?" She asked nervously.

"Don't worry, its nothing dodgy. It's a one hit antibiotic that will protect you from any nasties or friends out there may be harboring in there systems".

Rachael watched David and Allison swallow their pills before doing likewise.

"Now we are ready to go!" Allison announced, "Just watch and learn!"

Allison and David were in the front seats of the Volvo with Rachael in the back, all wearing long coats over their otherwise naked bodies.

David flicked the reading lights in the car on and off a couple of times and within a few seconds there were a number of guys hovering around the car like moths attracted to the light. Allison opened her coat and exposed her body to the male faces leering through the window before opening the door and slipping her legs out. Perched sideways on the seat Allison soon had a stiff cock in her mouth and another in her hand.

David slipped off his coat, stroking his cock as he watched his wife service the stranger closest to her whilst unknown hands explored her body. Despite years of sharing his hotwife he never tired of watching her take another man's dick in her mouth and suck it dry. As he watched Allison pump her fist cock to climax, holding it a little way from her mouth so the hot streamers of cum sprayed her face as well as splashing into her waiting mouth, he heard Rachael breathing heavily behind him, not needing to turn and look to know her long fingers were already probing her wet pussy.

Rachael was indeed fingering her wet cunt, her heart racing and her sex pulsating with lust as she watched the scene unfold. The tempo of her clitoral stimulation increased as she watched David open his door and join the action, taking a dick in his mouth as his own cock was sucked into the mouth of another man. Rachael found herself focusing more on David than Allison. This was the first time she had watched guy on guy action and although she knew her boss was bisexual watching him expertly suck cock was a huge turn on.

Rachael's presence in the back of the car had not gone unnoticed by the large group of men gathered around the Volvo but so far she had just waived them away, content to watch Allison and David as they sucked cock after cock. It was only when David had cum, unloading his sack of semen into the waiting mouth of a bearded, tattooed biker, that he asked her if she was ready to join the orgy.

"Oh yes!" Rachael replied enthusiastically.

"Lets move away from the car", David suggested, "That way we will have more room."

Completely naked with the cool breeze caressing their sexually sensitized bodies David, Rachael and Allison made their way to a picnic table on the edge of the rest area where they sat side my side on a long bench.

"Suck him dry", Allison encouraged with a squeeze of Rachael's hand as Rachael took the first dick into her mouth. It was small, only 4 or 5 inches long, but Rachael sucked it eagerly, her heart pounding with emotion as she experienced her first sex with a stranger and the most dirty and depraved sexual act of her life to date.

The fat guy attached to the little cock soon grunted and filled Rachael's mouth with his sticky cum. Rachael's body quivered with delight as and she swallowed down his cream before taking another, larger, cock in her mouth. With David and Allison's encouragement Rachael sucked cock after cock, flailing her stomach with cum. There was a seemingly endless supply of fresh dick and the three of them sucked cock for 20 minutes or more before Allison muttered, "I need cock in my cunt".

Allison turned around and with her elbows on the seat thrust her arse in the air. Immediately she was penetrated by a tal black onlooker who's 8 inch ebony weapon slid effortlessly into Allison's wet pussy.

Taking his wife's lead David also changed position. A balding guy with a big beer belly moved forward and, having squeezed some KY on his dick slipped it into David's arse. David turned to Allison and smiled.

"Is your pussy ready for strange cock?", he asked between the gasps of breath induced by the hard fucking he was taking in his arse.

Rachael did not reply, she just kissed him, tasting the metallic cum in his mouth and assumed the same position as Allison with her pussy exposed to the mass of hot, lustful men now surrounding them. The first cock that pushed into her pussy began to thrust urgently. Rachael had no idea who it belonged to but this was turning her on. The thought that any one of the strangers who happened to be in the lot that night could fuck her was a real turn on for Rachael and confirmed that deep down she was a real slut, willing to whore her body for pleasure alone. The first guy came quickly and her cum filled pussy was soon filled with another larger cock.

Rachael lost count of the number of cocks and the number of orgasms she experienced. She fell into a sexual trance where all that mattered was that the waves of sexual stimulation continued to emanate from her pussy. She had no idea how much time had elapsed when she noticed different sensation. She opened her eyes and looked back to see David licking her pussy.

Once more Rachael closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of her boss licking her pussy clean. In the background she could hear Allison pleading to her lovers.

"Harder you fuckers", Allison was shouting, "fuck my arse real hard"

Rachael felt David's tongue lick up towards her butt and start probing her sphincter.

"Do you want some in your arse?" he eventually whispered in her ear, having tongued her tight anus for a few minutes. His body was being pushed into hers rhythmically and Rachael realized David was being fucked in the dirt hole as he spoke.

"I have never been fucked there", Rachael admitted, "Will you be my first?"

David was being fucked himself as he took Rachael's anal virginity. Rachael gasped as his dick penetrated her sphincter and she experienced the sensation of anal sex for the first time. David thrust into her slowly at first whilst the guy fucking him in turn came but quickly raised the tempo when his own lovers flaccid cock slipped from his arse.

Rachael squealed with delight as David fucked her. Seeing what was happening Allison wanted to join in and sat on the table in front of Rachael's face.

"Clean my pussy while my husband takes your anal cherry", Allison demanded and willingly Rachael buried her face in Allison's pussy, scooping out globs of cum and drinking them down. As Rachael licked Allison held her head and gradually guided Rachael's tongue down to her arse. Rachael came as she tasted the shit tainted cum oozing from Allison's pussy. David felt the orgasm pass through Rachael's body and as her muscles tightened on his dick he came too, filling Rachael's virgin ass with cum for the first time.

"Holy shit that was good!" Rachael said as, arm in arm, they made their way back to the Volvo, "I cannot wait to do that again!"

To be continued???

Ideas for part 3 appreciated.

by David Lavenham

Feedback appreciated – davidlavenham@gmail.com

More stories on my blog:  http://www.eroticauk.blogspot.com

# posted by David : Tuesday, May 20, 2008  2 comments

by David Lavenham

Feedback appreciated – davidlavenham@gmail.com

More stories on my blog:  http://www.eroticauk.blogspot.com

"It's such a turn on reading about yourself", Rachael said as she finished reading Part 1.

"We have had pretty good feedback on the story too", David added pointing out the long list of emails asking for more.

"So are you going to write part 2?" Rachael asked

"Why not? Maybe it will be made into a movie!" David replied, "What should I write about?"

Rachael thought for a while, casually stroking her pussy as she considered David's question. "How about starting with that first dogging session with Allison?"

"Ok", David replied and started to type.

****************************************************************

"I am so nervous!" Rachael said as they pulled up in the dark parking lot.

"Don't worry", Allison reassured her, "Dave & I will keep things under control".

"Do you mind if I just watch at first?" Rachael asked.

"No problem", David replied, "but you better take this now"

Rachael took the large pill David had passed her and rolled it in her fingers, "What's this?" She asked nervously.

"Don't worry, its nothing dodgy. It's a one hit antibiotic that will protect you from any nasties or friends out there may be harboring in there systems".

Rachael watched David and Allison swallow their pills before doing likewise.

"Now we are ready to go!" Allison announced, "Just watch and learn!"

Allison and David were in the front seats of the Volvo with Rachael in the back, all wearing long coats over their otherwise naked bodies.

David flicked the reading lights in the car on and off a couple of times and within a few seconds there were a number of guys hovering around the car like moths attracted to the light. Allison opened her coat and exposed her body to the male faces leering through the window before opening the door and slipping her legs out. Perched sideways on the seat Allison soon had a stiff cock in her mouth and another in her hand.

David slipped off his coat, stroking his cock as he watched his wife service the stranger closest to her whilst unknown hands explored her body. Despite years of sharing his hotwife he never tired of watching her take another man's dick in her mouth and suck it dry. As he watched Allison pump her fist cock to climax, holding it a little way from her mouth so the hot streamers of cum sprayed her face as well as splashing into her waiting mouth, he heard Rachael breathing heavily behind him, not needing to turn and look to know her long fingers were already probing her wet pussy.

Rachael was indeed fingering her wet cunt, her heart racing and her sex pulsating with lust as she watched the scene unfold. The tempo of her clitoral stimulation increased as she watched David open his door and join the action, taking a dick in his mouth as his own cock was sucked into the mouth of another man. Rachael found herself focusing more on David than Allison. This was the first time she had watched guy on guy action and although she knew her boss was bisexual watching him expertly suck cock was a huge turn on.

Rachael's presence in the back of the car had not gone unnoticed by the large group of men gathered around the Volvo but so far she had just waived them away, content to watch Allison and David as they sucked cock after cock. It was only when David had cum, unloading his sack of semen into the waiting mouth of a bearded, tattooed biker, that he asked her if she was ready to join the orgy.

"Oh yes!" Rachael replied enthusiastically.

"Lets move away from the car", David suggested, "That way we will have more room."

Completely naked with the cool breeze caressing their sexually sensitized bodies David, Rachael and Allison made their way to a picnic table on the edge of the rest area where they sat side my side on a long bench.

"Suck him dry", Allison encouraged with a squeeze of Rachael's hand as Rachael took the first dick into her mouth. It was small, only 4 or 5 inches long, but Rachael sucked it eagerly, her heart pounding with emotion as she experienced her first sex with a stranger and the most dirty and depraved sexual act of her life to date.

The fat guy attached to the little cock soon grunted and filled Rachael's mouth with his sticky cum. Rachael's body quivered with delight as and she swallowed down his cream before taking another, larger, cock in her mouth. With David and Allison's encouragement Rachael sucked cock after cock, flailing her stomach with cum. There was a seemingly endless supply of fresh dick and the three of them sucked cock for 20 minutes or more before Allison muttered, "I need cock in my cunt".

Allison turned around and with her elbows on the seat thrust her arse in the air. Immediately she was penetrated by a tal black onlooker who's 8 inch ebony weapon slid effortlessly into Allison's wet pussy.

Taking his wife's lead David also changed position. A balding guy with a big beer belly moved forward and, having squeezed some KY on his dick slipped it into David's arse. David turned to Allison and smiled.

"Is your pussy ready for strange cock?", he asked between the gasps of breath induced by the hard fucking he was taking in his arse.

Rachael did not reply, she just kissed him, tasting the metallic cum in his mouth and assumed the same position as Allison with her pussy exposed to the mass of hot, lustful men now surrounding them. The first cock that pushed into her pussy began to thrust urgently. Rachael had no idea who it belonged to but this was turning her on. The thought that any one of the strangers who happened to be in the lot that night could fuck her was a real turn on for Rachael and confirmed that deep down she was a real slut, willing to whore her body for pleasure alone. The first guy came quickly and her cum filled pussy was soon filled with another larger cock.

Rachael lost count of the number of cocks and the number of orgasms she experienced. She fell into a sexual trance where all that mattered was that the waves of sexual stimulation continued to emanate from her pussy. She had no idea how much time had elapsed when she noticed different sensation. She opened her eyes and looked back to see David licking her pussy.

Once more Rachael closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of her boss licking her pussy clean. In the background she could hear Allison pleading to her lovers.

"Harder you fuckers", Allison was shouting, "fuck my arse real hard"

Rachael felt David's tongue lick up towards her butt and start probing her sphincter.

"Do you want some in your arse?" he eventually whispered in her ear, having tongued her tight anus for a few minutes. His body was being pushed into hers rhythmically and Rachael realized David was being fucked in the dirt hole as he spoke.

"I have never been fucked there", Rachael admitted, "Will you be my first?"

David was being fucked himself as he took Rachael's anal virginity. Rachael gasped as his dick penetrated her sphincter and she experienced the sensation of anal sex for the first time. David thrust into her slowly at first whilst the guy fucking him in turn came but quickly raised the tempo when his own lovers flaccid cock slipped from his arse.

Rachael squealed with delight as David fucked her. Seeing what was happening Allison wanted to join in and sat on the table in front of Rachael's face.

"Clean my pussy while my husband takes your anal cherry", Allison demanded and willingly Rachael buried her face in Allison's pussy, scooping out globs of cum and drinking them down. As Rachael licked Allison held her head and gradually guided Rachael's tongue down to her arse. Rachael came as she tasted the shit tainted cum oozing from Allison's pussy. David felt the orgasm pass through Rachael's body and as her muscles tightened on his dick he came too, filling Rachael's virgin ass with cum for the first time.

"Holy shit that was good!" Rachael said as, arm in arm, they made their way back to the Volvo, "I cannot wait to do that again!"

To be continued???

Ideas for part 3 appreciated.

by David Lavenham

Feedback appreciated – davidlavenham@gmail.com

More stories on my blog:  http://www.eroticauk.blogspot.com

# posted by David : Monday, August 20, 2007  0 comments

by David Lavenham

Feedback appreciated – davidlavenham@gmail.com

More stories on my blog:  http://www.eroticauk.blogspot.com

"So are you going to write about us?"

"Do you want me too?"

"I don't know. I'm just scarred someone will find out"

"How would they? There are a lot of David's and Rachael's out there."

"True. And I guess it would be kind of fun having my journey put into print. You could call it "discovering the slut within" or something"

"Talking of which…"

"Cheeky!" Rachael laughs, turning over in the huge hotel bed to face me. I run my hand over her blonde hair and down towards her freckle speckled breasts, causing her to moan as her nipples respond to my touch. "I need to get back to my room, we don't want the other delegates to see me sneaking around the corridors"

I glance over at the clock under the dark TV screen. "We've still got some time It's only 6".

Rachael pushes me onto my back and straddles me, my stiff cock slipping effortlessly into her wet pussy, "I better be quick then" she joked as she began to ride me cowgirl, my hands cupping her breasts as she rocked her body against mine.

We have been fucking for over 6 months now. I was attracted to Rachael the moment I first met her. Her blonde hair, athletic body and fantastic figure made me notice her. Her smile, enthusiasm and no bullshit attitude drew me in. But I was the new boss and Rachael a member of my management team and that meant one thing – don't touch!

But whilst I remained committed to staying well clear of an office relationship with a married colleague I enjoyed Rachael's company and there was an obvious bond growing between us. We found it easy to talk together and our one to ones often became broad discussions about mutual interests. Although she was never overtly flirtatious I sensed Rachael was attracted to me, however, she was married and I was her boss so I guess we both knew nothing could happen between us.

Then things began to change between us, starting with an impromptu dinner together. It was the end of a long day and a long week. We were alone in the office, crossing the t's and dotting the i's of the departments annual budget and, realizing it was too late to get home and eat we decided to share a pizza in the Italian next to the office before heading off on our respective trains to the suburbs. The meal was great and the conversation flowed naturally. Much to our amusement the waiter assumed we were husband and wife, theatrically commenting on how lucky I was to have such a beautiful wife and so on.

"I have really enjoyed this evening", Rachael commented as we sipped our coffee, "It's great just to sit and talk".   "Simon doesn't do chatting", she continued, "Everything with him is direct and to the point, no time for niceties and 'lovey-dovey'. Sometimes I wish he would just loosen up, let himself go and have some fun. I mean, even our sex life seems to be governed by a set of unwritten rules and processes. Forget spontaneity, it's like a military exercise; Strip at 22.30 hours, foreplay for 6 minutes, climb on, thrust for 4 minutes, grunt, cum, kiss and sleep".

I must of looked shocked.

"Oh Shit, I'm sorry David", She said, a red blush washing over her face, "I've crossed the line. I didn't mean to hit you with all that". She paused a second then put her heads in her hands, "I'm sorry" she mumbled.

I took hold of her hand, wet with tears, "It's ok", I said, "it's not a problem".

Rachael looked up at me angrily, "Yes it is a fucking problem", She said, "You forget you are my fucking boss! I am supposed to be a professional high flying executive. Not some kind of air head who gushes out her emotions and tells her boss her sex life sucks".

"It's OK", I repeated, "We aren't in the office now, we are friends out for dinner. None of what you said affects your ability to be a great employee"

"Now you sound like fucking HR", she sobbed.

"Now I'm insulted", I joked, trying to lighten the tone, "I have had many insults, but being told I sound like HR! That takes the biscuit!"

Rachael managed a weak smile. "You're not gay are you? You are too nice to be straight!"

"I can assure you I am a paid up member of the 'Red Blooded Heterosexual Pervert' club", I retorted.

"I like the idea of a pervert club!" Rachael responded, her sense of humor an repartee gradually returning.

Instinctively I joked "Well come back to my place and I will take you through the membership ritual!"

Rachael set her head on one side and looked at me quizzically. "Well, well – was that a come on ?", She asked, a wry smile passing her lips.

"I'm sorry", I mumbled, realizing too late what I had said., "I didn't mean it that way".

"I think you did", Rachael managed to say before the moment was shattered by the waiter proffering the bill.

Rachael insisted we split the bill and we went our separate ways without further reference to the intimacy we had shared.

************************************************************************

The next couple of weeks were as if we had never had the conversation over dinner that night. I thought it was forgotten about but then Rachael brought it up in a very surprising way.

We had a meeting at one of our regional offices, a 2 hour drive, and so I offered to give Rachael a ride. For the first 30 minutes to conversation was the usual stuff about work, projects, colleagues and budgets. Then, apropos nothing, Rachael asked a killer question.

"So what makes you a pervert?"

I nearly drove off the road, "What do you mean?" I stammered.

"It has been bugging me", she explained, "You called yourself a red blooded heterosexual pervert. A red blooded heterosexual was all you needed to say. But you added pervert. So what makes you a pervert?"

My mind was reeling. "I don't know. Well I'm not sure I am. It's just a figure of speech I guess. You know. Comic effect"

"Shame", Rachael said coyly, staring at the road ahead, "It sounds fun!"

We drove on in silence for a few minutes. In truth I was speechless. I knew Rachael was coming on to me, but I was too stunned to react. Before I had chance to say anything she changed the subject back to work.

I was useless in the meeting, my mind was so fixated on Rachael's come on in the car I could barely speak.

Rachael noticed this and as soon as we were alone in the car for the return journey she brought it up.

"I have freaked you out haven't I?"

"What do you mean?" I asked

"You were shit in that meeting", she responded

"Thanks for the feedback!"

"Pleasure. Look, I'm sorry about my comment on the drive up"

"No you're not" I responded.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean you were probing, looking for a reaction, and now you are prompting me again, looking for a reaction"

We were stuck in traffic so I could look her in the eye as we talked. She maintained eye contact well but I could see her swallowing. She would be crap at poker.

The traffic started moving again and we sat in silence for a few minutes.

"Does anyone really know you?" Rachael asked eventually.

"What do you mean?"

"I sense you are struggling to decide whether to let me in to a part of your life you normally keep away from work"

"Correct"

"So why keep me out?"

"Because I like you too much to want to see you hurt."

"So what could hurt me?"

"You could lose Simon, your job, your self respect"

"So how do I know if your world is worth the risk"

"That's my dilemma", I responded after a few minutes silence, "to tell you that means you are in the game, and then it could be too late to back out".

We were approaching a service station.

"I need a coffee", Rachael said.

We parked up and ordered our coffees. Neither of us spoke until we were tucked into a booth nursing our drinks.

"It's too late", Rachael said eventually.

"What is?"

"I'm already in your game"

"How do you mean"

"After my outburst in the restaurant you know the status of my sex life with Simon. If something doesn't change I will leave him anyway", she paused for a few seconds to collect her thoughts, "And by knowing there is a game I am part of it already".

"How do you mean?" I asked

"Look David, I'm not stupid. Despite what you say this is more about protecting you and you precious career you caring about me. And now I know there is a secret you have to make me part of it or I could go away thinking it is something a lot worse than it really is", She looked me straight in the eyes, "Do you want a member of your team thinking you are a child molester or something?"

I guess I had been outsmarted and, frankly I was relieved. In my heart I wanted her to be part of my other life. It was time to explain the game.

I thought for a few seconds, trying to frame how to explain what she was about to enter in to. "OK", I started, "let's try this analogy. Sex is like eating. Sometimes a meal is just functional -eat and be done, sometimes it is something special, memorable, exciting or new. But the quality of the food is only  part of what makes the difference between the every day and the special. Anticipation, the right ambiance, the right company, can elevate a simple meal to a memorable occasion".

Rachael looked perplexed, "I'm not sure I get you?"

"OK do you want to try an experiment?"

"Sure"

"Go to the bathroom and take off your panties" I said.

"What!"

She sat looking at me for a few seconds, we both knew this was make or break. Then, without saying anything she slipped out of the booth, returning a few minutes later.

"How do you feel?" I asked.

"Turned on", Rachael replied honestly.

"So a coffee with the boss in a motorway service station has just become a sexual experience through one simple change"

"I guess" She said.

"Pass me your panties", She gave me a sideways glance but complied, reaching into her bag and passing me a ball of lace underwear she had clenched in her fist.

I looked at my watch, "We need to get going".

I dropped her panties onto the table and began to walk off.

"For fuck sake David", she whispered, "you cannot leave them there".

"Why not?"

"Someone will see them, they will know I haven't got any panties on!" She hissed

"How does that make you feel?" I asked.

She paused a few seconds then said, "As horny as hell!"

"Are you beginning to get it?" I asked.

"Yes", she replied following me to the car.

"So what now?" She asked as we drove back onto the motorway.

"Do you want to play?" I asked

"Yes" Rachael replied without hesitation.

We fucked for the first time that afternoon. I found a quiet wood off the motorway and, in a clearing a few hundred yards from the car park, I spread a blanket on the ground and we stripped.

"I have never had sex outdoors", Rachael admitted as I eased her bra off her shoulders and took her firm round breasts in my hand, tweaking her nipples with my tongue. I kissed slowly down her stomach, pulling her skirt off as I descended towards her pussy. I Lay her on her back and as the warm summer breeze played across our naked bodies I buried my face in her pussy, bringing her to a shuddering orgasm with my tongue before turning her onto all fours and slipping my cock into her soaking wet pussy. I grabbed her long blond hair with one hand and pulled her onto me, slipping the thumb of my other hand into her tight but as I fucked her. Rachael writhed and moaned as a series of visceral orgasms racked her body. When I finally came I pulled her against me and held still as powerful blasts of my cum splashed against her cervix and filled her tight pussy.

"I like this game!" Rachael whispered in my ear as we lay together in the sun, our bodies glistening with the sweat of our exertions.

"This is only the start", I commented, "Do you want to keep playing?"

"God yes!"

I stood up and then helped Rachael up. "Lets head back to the car", I said as I gathered our clothes up.

"But we are naked!" Rachael exclaimed as I started to walk. I turned and raised my eyebrows. "Ok, I get it!" she said, following me.

We dressed back at the car, Rachael babbling with excitement about her first experience of being fucked and naked outdoors. As we slipped back in the car my cell phone rang, it was in the hands free cradle so I answered it on speaker. It was Allison.

"Hi Honey, how was the meeting?"

"Good, I think. I guess I will find out soon enough if there is still and issue there"

"Cool. Now more importantly how was the drive up there? You know I'm going to want to know every detail when you get home".

Rachael looked at me quizzically.

"Actually Rachael is still with me", I responded, "We got a little sidetracked on the way home"

"So it has been an eventful trip then!" Allison exclaimed happily, "Where are you now?"

"Parked up on the edge of Little Oak common"

"Bingo!" Allison dropped her voice to a whisper, "So you fucked her then! Well done you!"

"You are on the speaker honey", I warned Allsison.

"Oh Shit!" my wife exclaimed, "sorry Rachael!"

"That's OK", Rachael managed to say, too shocked to say anything else.

"I cannot wait for you to get home David!" Allison said before hanging up.

I turned to Rachael, she was white as a sheet

"Doesn't she mind?" Rachael asked as we pulled back onto the motorway.

I pushed the question back to her "What do you think?"

Rachael thought for a while then shook her head.

"I guess it's going to take me a while to get used to this", she replied eventually.

************************************************************************

"Can I have a quick word with you?" Rachael asked as our colleagues left the meeting room.

"Sure", I replied, shutting the door behind the last departing member of my team.

"What happens now?" She asked now we were alone.

"What do you mean?"

"I want more David. I have had a tiny glimpse of your other life and I want to go deeper. It excites me"

I wrote an address on a piece of paper. "Meet me here at 7.30 tonight. Don't go in alone, if you get there first just wait outside"

************************************************

It was 7.40 when I saw her approaching, "Sorry", she puffed as she approached, "I didn't realize it was so far from the Angel Tube.

I took her hand and led her down the narrow corridor to the desk.

"Hi Dave", George said, looking up from his paper. I signed my name in the scrappy guest book and descended the short flight of stairs into the basement, Rachael following closely behind.

"What is this place?" Rachael asked, blinking against the sudden dark of the basement. From either side of us came the amplified grunting and moaning of the sex act.

"It's a porn cinema", I replied, "Well more of a club really".

I took her hand and guided her through a door into a small auditorium with 6 rows of seats. On screen a typical American porn film was playing out, the lead female moaning, "Fuck me, fuck my tight virgin ass", as the muscular male lead aggressively slammed his dick into her anus.

As our eyes got accustomed to the dark we could better see the guys scattered around the room. Some, smoking, some openly masturbating, others just sitting. All of them were looking at Rachael.

"Every man here wants to fuck you", I whispered.

Rachael gulped.

Gradually the audience got bored of looking at Rachael and got back to their usual routine. Rachael watched as the guy closest to us bent over and started to suck his neighbor's dick. The guy being sucked off was getting off on being watched by Rachael and came quickly.

"Let's go next door", I whispered.

I lead Rachael down a side corridor, past a couple of guys having their dick sucked by an oriental looking transvestite. We entered the second auditorium at the back. It was a bigger room with 20 or so rows of seats. The film was a British one, two guys fucking a girl in a garage. Rachael wasn't watching the film, she was casting her eyes over the audience, checking out the three or four gay couples openly engaging in oral sex.

"Is anyone in here straight?" she whispered.

"Most of them are Bi", I replied.

We moved from the back of the auditorium and sat in the middle of the last but one row of seats. The seats around us began to fill up with guys getting a whiff of action.

"Remember you are in control", I whispered to Rachael, "I have not brought you here to be fucked by these guys, if you don't want to be touched just say no clearly and you will be left alone".

The Asian TV we had seen earlier took the seat next to me.

"Hi Dave", she whispered.

"Hi Jackie", I replied, "This is Rachael".

"Hi Rachael", Jackie said, shaking her hand politely.

"Hi" Rachael replied before turning to the guy next to her who had his hand on her leg. "Not now" she said firmly.

I undid my belt and flies, pulling my semi erect dick out into the open. Rachael started to reach towards it but Jackie beat her to it, wrapping her manicured hands around my shaft.

"May I?" she asked.

"Sure" Rachael replied instinctively.

I laughed loudly "I think Jackie was asking me!"

Finally realizing what was happening Rachael looked startled, her eyes flicking from my face to Jackie's head bobbing up and down in my lap. Her jaw was moving like she was trying to say something but the words obviously wouldn't form. Before she had chance to get herself together I nodded towards the front of the room.

Another woman had just entered. She was about 5'8" with shoulder length auburn hair and a pretty, impish face. She was wearing a short tartan skirt and a tight white t-shirt that accentuated her athletic but curvaceous figure. She was in her late thirties but could easily be mistaken for a twenty-five year old.

Rachael stared as a group of men gathered around the newcomer and began to run their hands over her body. She was obviously enjoying the attention, leaning back against the wall with her eyes shut. After a while she reached out and took hold of some of the exposed cocks around her. Rachael looked on agog as the woman crouched down and began to suck greedily at the many cocks now within reach. Taking turns to suck and stroke each cock she milked the cum out of them one at a time, greedily swallowing their seed before moving on to the next.

Having milked the first batch of cocks dry the woman moved towards the front row and bent down to suck the cocks of the guys sitting there. Her t-shirt was now up over her breasts which were swinging gently as she sucked off dick after dick. The guys behind her had lifted her skirt and pulled her white panties aside, their fingers exploring her pussy. She looked up briefly and gasped as the first cock entered her pussy then got straight back to sucking as she was fucked from behind by the strangers in the cinema.

Rachael was transfixed. She had undone the button at the top of her grey suit trousers and her hand was beneath her panties massaging her clit. I slipped my hand alongside hers and our fingers worked together in her soaking pussy. Jackie's expert mouth had worked its magic and I had filled her eager mouth with cum. She too was now watching the show in front of us massaging my shrinking dick with her hand.

Suddenly Rachael gasped loudly and those around us took their eyes off the show at the front of the cinema for long enough to watch her go rigid and then convulse as a powerful orgasm ripped through her body.

"Holy shit!" she whispered when she had finally stopped quaking, "that was the biggest orgasm of my life".

Back at the front of the theatre the other woman was being fucked by her 6 ^th or 7^th lover. As he came and withdrew she stood an, straightened her clothes before heading for the door at the back of the auditorium. As she passed us she winked at me.

"Shall we go?" I whispered to Rachael.

"Sure", she said and, once both of us had refastened our trousers, we made our way out.

Rachael accepted my invitation for a drink and we walked towards the bar on the corner of the block.

"Did you know her?" Rachael asked as we walked, "I noticed she winked at you".

"That was my wife" I replied simply.

Rachael stopped dead in her tracks and I had to turn and take a couple of paces back to be with her again.

"That was Allison!" she exclaimed

"Yes"

"Holy shit!!"

To be continued???

by David Lavenham

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# posted by David : Thursday, August 09, 2007  0 comments

By David Lavenham

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The office fell silent as the boardroom door opened; the final selection process was complete and weeks of rumour and conjecture were finally over. 

'OK team', he announced, 'you will be pleased to know we have appointed a new office slave', this was greeted with a small ripple of applause. He tugged the black cord in his hand and sheepishly Karen emerged, the cord tied to the customary collar around her neck. There was a murmur of conversation around the office. Karen from accounts had not been one of the likely contenders, she was small, birdlike and rarely spoke. It was a real surprise to se the quiet girl everyone knew as a conservative dresser who preferred knee length skirts and baggy jumpers naked and in such an obvious state of arousal.

She looked at the floor as she stood next to him, the traces of his cum in her shoulder length red hair and the red marks interspersing the freckles on her body the best indication of the ordeal she had endured to achieve this coveted position.   Her small breasts were covered in pin pricks of blood from the needles he loved to use and her pink nipples had parallel red lines across them from the bulldog clips he had used in the interview ordeal. Her bush of red hair was neatly trimmed and her pink labia were clearly visible between her slightly parted legs. Her colleagues knew how important it was to enjoy the humiliation and pain that came with the job of office slave. A few had tried to do it just for the $1,000,000 bonus, but none had lasted the year.

'I don't need to tell you how this works', he continued, 'Karen will start immediately and be available 24/7 for the next 12 months. She will never wear any clothes, will always be available and will live in the slave room when not working in the office'.

'Any questions?', he asked, and seeing only shaking heads he unclipped the cord from her collar and returned to his office.

Karen stood still, looking at the floor, her body shivering slightly with anticipation. She had dreamed about being naked in the office a million times, but now it was for real.

For a few moments everything was silent as her co-workers just stared. The silence was broken by Jeff, her former boss in accounts.

'Come here bitch!', he commanded. Karen walked slowly to his desk, weaving her way past the desks of her silent colleagues, staring at the floor as she walked. As she approached him he grabbed a fist full of her hair and pulled her head up forcing her to look at him. 'I've got some filing for you to do! ', he said sternly, pulling her face close to his, 'but first', he continued, 'something I've wanted to do since you started work here!'

With one hand holding her hair he twisted her around and leant her over his desk. He gave her already red freckled ass a couple of sharp slaps then undid his fly and pulled out his dick.

He positioned his dick at the entrance of her pussy and then pulled her hair hard, forcing her onto his dick. As he continued to fuck her his colleagues gradually returned to their work.

It had been a few months without an office slave as the last incumbents tenure had ended unexpectedly and they had not had a successor ready. Despite this they soon got used to having a slave around again and office life felt normal again. Karen performed her duties well, rarely speaking and never showing any sign of revulsion whatever she was asked to do. She gasped and winced when subjected to beatings, particularly the severe thrashing given to her by Joan, the office matriarch. Joan had grabbed Karen's arm as she passed her desk and pulled her over, 'Where is my coffee?!' she demanded.

'I am sorry mistress', Karen said, staring at the floor, 'I will get it as soon as you have punished me'.

Joan smiled and leant Karen over her desk. CRACK. The sound of Joan's hand on Karen's butt brought the office to a standstill.

'You know I like a coffee at 3 o'clock, don't you?' Joan demanded.

'Yes, Mistress', Karen replied.

CRACK.

Karen gasped as Joan hit her ass again, her bare hand leaving bright red prints on Karen's butt cheek.

'Well where is it?' Joan demanded.

'I forgot?', Karen said timidly.

CRACK.

'Well don't forget again!', Joan shouted.

Karen's face was now pressed on Joan's desk, her bright red ass poking up in the air and her legs slightly parted. Joan looked down and noticed Karen's pussy was wet with juice.

SLAP. This time Joan brought her hand down between Karen's legs.

'You like being punished don't you?', Joan whispered, sliding her fingers along the length of Karen's pussy then inspecting them, before licking Karen's pussy juice from them.

'Yes, Mistress', Karen replied.

Joan slipped two fingers in Karen's pussy and her thumb into her butt. She let go of Karen's hair and reached into her desk, pulling out a bug double headed dildo. Slowly she pushed one end into Karen's pussy, forcing it in as far as it would go. Then she bent the dildo double and pushed the other end into Karen's ass. 'Now lick me', Joan said quietly.

Karen did not hear her, 'Pardon', she said.

'LICK MY CUNT SLAVE!', Joan shouted, before lifting her skirt to reveal her hairless pussy and sitting down on her chair with her legs open.

With the dildo still deep in her pussy and ass Karen knelt between Joan's legs and began to lick the older woman with relish, stopping only when Joan's back arched and she gasped with orgasm.

'Now get on your hands and knees on my desk', Joan instructed as she recovered her composure. Karen did as instructed, the double heads of the huge dildo still buried in her pussy and ass as she crouched on Joan's desk. For the rest of the afternoon Joan carried on working as normal, taking calls and typing emails, ignoring Karen, who was getting increasingly aroused as a result of the humiliation of being nothing but a desk ornament. Joan noticed Karen moving slightly against the dildo and slapped her butt hard. 'Stay still girl! ', Joan squawked, taking hold of the 'U' formed by the dildo and shoving it harder into Karen's orifices.

Karen had been kneeling on Joan's desk, in full view of the entire office for several hours when Joan addressed her again.

'I am ready to punish you now' Joan announced. She pulled the dildo slowly from Karen's ass and pussy. Joan inspected the gaping black holes left by the dildo before ordering Karen to sit on the guest chair next to her desk. With Karen sitting just a few inches away Joan took hold of the younger girls nipples and squeezed and twisted. Karen winced in pain, but a little shiver of excitement tingled through her body as she anticipated what would happen next. Joan opened the draw in her desk, 'now what do we have here?' she muttered.

Joan slowly put the contents of her draw in a line on the desk, there were a number of bulldog clips, some sticky tape, 6 marker pens, some string, a pair of old stockings and finally some drawing pins. Karen was quaking with excitement as she watched the array of implements grow, she had seen Joan humiliate and torture the other slaves and was surprised how arousing she found the mixture of anticipation, excitement and fear. Some of her colleagues also saw what was happening and started to gather around. They knew Joan loved dominating the slaves and always put on a good show.

'Are you ready?' Joan asked her. Karen nodded sheepishly.

Joan took the tape and taped Karen's arms to the arms of the chair. Then, dropping to her knees, Joan taped her legs to the chair, taping just below Karen's knees so her legs were held open.

Joan stood back and admired her work, before picking up the string. Joan looped the string across Karen's waist several times, tying her to the back of the chair. Finally Joan looped string around Karen's arms just below the shoulders and around the back of the chair.

Karen was completely immobilised now, she could move her head, but apart from that she was completely trussed.

Joan gave Karen a wicked smile, 'Do you want me to hurt you?' she asked.

'Yes', Karen whispered, her pussy throbbing with desire.

'Louder!' Joan barked.

'Yes Mistress!' Karen shouted, 'I want you to hurt me!'.

'Good', Joan said, 'Now let's see what you can take!'

Joan stuffed the stockings in Karen's mouth then taped them in, 'Don't want to upset the neighbours', Joan joked.

First Joan played with Karen's body, running her fingers over Karen's naked torso before twisting and pinching her nipples. Then Joan stripped in front of Karen, Slipping off her skirt, shirt and bra until she was standing in front of Karen wearing only her court shoes, stockings and suspenders. Joan had a good body for her age and was obviously very aroused, her pussy lips gaping and wet between her legs. Those in the office who had not seen Joan naked before were surprised that Joan had several piercings through her labia and rings through her nipples.

Joan picked up the bulldog clips. She pinched the flesh just to the side of Karen's nipple and attached the clip. Karen winced and let out a muffled yelp but Joan just smiled as she repeated the process until Karen's tits were covered in clips.

Karen was crying with pain now, but Joan wasn't about to stop. As the crowd watching them grew Joan took the marker pens and one by one rubbed them along her pussy before inserting them into Karen's. At first Karen enjoyed this as the sensation in her pussy took her mind off the pain from the clips, but as Joan kept inserting more and more pens her pussy began to hurt as it got stretched. Joan kept going until Karen thought she would split in two, her pussy stretched to the limit.

Joan was taking her time now, stopping to rub her pussy as she slowly tortured her colleague.

Joan turned her attention to the drawing pins. Carefully she lay a strip of tape on the desk then she placed a neat row of tacks along its length to make a spiked collar. Then, as Karen's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, she stuck it across careens torso. Joan repeated the process, attaching bands of pins to Karen's torso and around her legs and arms. Now Karen could not move without pins jabbing into her flesh.

Now the finale, Joan ran her hands slowly over the rows of pins, making Karen scream and writhe, but as Karen struggled the pins dug in even more. Seeing Karen's pain was driving Joan wild and she moved forward so Karen's hand was under her pussy.

'Make me cum slave', Joan whispered and Karen started to rub Joan's pussy as the older woman continued to torture her with the hundreds of tacks piercing her body. Finally Joan groaned as she reached orgasm, signalling the end of Karen's ordel.

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Karen was a true exhibitionist, getting a massive thrill from the opportunity to be naked the entire time. She particularly enjoyed the impact she had on guests to the office when they first saw her. If she was not busy elsewhere she would make a point of parading into the reception area when visitors were waiting. Regularly members of staff coming to meet guests in reception had to wait while Karen finished giving them head. On one memorable occasion a visiting customer insisted on fucking Karen throughout his meeting, managing to take in a presentation and comment on some sales figures whilst standing to fuck Karen who was laying on the boardroom table. He only paused briefly as he came, grunting as he filled her pussy with his cum. Karen thanked him politely for fucking her, licked his dick clean then left the meeting.

It was not just visitors Karen would suck off. She gave head to most of the guys in the office most days. Their cum was a major constituent of her diet and often she would not need to eat anything but sperm during the day. Most days she would give head under desks while the colleague she was pleasuring carried on working, but occasionally she would be the recipient of a full blown bukkake session, particularly after Friday team meetings when she was expected to circulate during the presentations. As she crawled between the rows of chairs she would be pinched, slapped and abused by her female colleagues while the men made a game of covering her in cum. By the end of the meeting her face would be dripping wet with sperm and white streaks of cum would be plastered across her hair. Karen loved these sessions, but the pleasure of being able to please so many of her colleagues at once was tempered by the pissing session that usually followed. She would be taken to the wet room where she would be expected to lay on the floor while her colleagues pissed over her. She did not mind the taste of their piss, particularly the musky urine delivered by the women who took part in the sessions, but it made her feel like a dirty vagrant for the rest of the day as she was not allowed to shower until the evening and had to spend the day with the scent of piss drying into her hair.

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Most of the time Karen's colleagues were good masters and, although they made sure she knew her place, they treated her well. But there were occasions when she was treated badly, sometimes very violently.

These incidents usually occurred late at night and involved a hard core of sadistic men who had usually been drinking. Karen lived in a room in the office building and was forbidden to leave. Although she lived that way she was rarely lonely as she was often visited at night by single colleagues who wanted to be with her.

One of the junior employees was with her late one Friday and was sleeping in her bed having spent the evening fucking her. Karen was just drifting off to sleep herself when the door burst open. And four guys burst in, lead by Steve, the very large and often violent boss in the post room.

'Fuck off James!', He shouted as he removed her lover from her bed and threw him towards the door, 'she is our bitch tonuight '.

He grabbed Karen and threw her to the bed. 'Stick your ass in the air!' he commanded her and as she did he rammed his dick into her butt. She was dry and not ready for this and a searing pain shot through her body as he forced his dick into her anus. Normally she liked anal sex but this was just rape and the pain made her cry.

'Stop sobbing bitch, you've got three more cocks to take yet', Steve said as he began to puff and grunt. A few strokes later he was cumming and as he shot his last wad he withdrew and she felt another cock in her ass. At least this one was smaller and Steve's cum lubricated her so she did not feel as much pain, just when she began to relax Steve grabbed her hair in his hand and pulled her mouth towards his flaccid dick.

'Suck your shit of my cock slut!' he slurred thrusting his cock into her mouth.

As she sucked the second guy was cumming in her ass. This time it was not a dick that replaced him but something cold and hard.

'Look Steve!', a voice behind her said, 'The fucking beer bottle fits in her ass!'.

She felt herself stretched to breaking as the cold bottle filled her ass.

'Lets do her pussy too!'

Karen felt movement under her then a cold bottle pressed against the entrance to her pussy.

'No, please don't!' she pleaded.

'Shut up bitch, you are a fucking slave and you will fucking take it!' Steve shouted.

It hurt a lot. Not just the pain of her ass and pussy both being stretched but the pinching of the membranes that separated the two orifices. She screamed in pain but Steve just slapped her face.

'You fucking whore bitch!' he shouted as his cock became hard. He was aroused by her pain and was not going to stop yet.

With both bottles now deep in her body Steve started to slap her back. His accomplices joined in beating her ass and legs till they were red raw.

'Let's turn her over', one of them suggested and Karen found herself on her back looking up at her assailants. They were all smiling as they slapped her around, concentrating their blows on her breast and face. One of the guys pulled the bottles out of her and replaced them with his hands, double fisting her with such violence she began to bleed.

'Please, no!' she pleaded but they just responded more violently. They were pulling at her nipples and slapping her face hard as she begged them to stop. Steve grabbed her hair and once more shoved his dick in her mouth. Using her hair as reigns he fucked her throat but was unable to keep his erection. This made him angry and he took it out on her. He stood on the bed and kicked her hard in the side. As she doubled up in pain he kicked her again, laughing as she tried to catch her breath. She could not move as she was held down by the hands in her pussy and ass.

Now the other guy's joined in, hitting and kicking her as she lay on the bed. She endured this as best she could, wondering whether taking this was worth $1 million bucks.

Relief finally came a few minutes later when she fell unconscious.

'Fucking hell, I hope we haven't killed this one too!' was the last thing she heard.

Should I continue?........................

By David Lavenham

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# posted by David : Friday, June 15, 2007  1 comments

by David Lavenham

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Granted, fucking a teenager is fun. The sensation of a nice young tight pussy enveloping your manhood is no doubt one of life's great pleasures, as is the feeling of conquest when a young girl submits to you, but often the pleasure is diminished by the apparent lack of experience of a younger partner. In the never ending quest for young pussy many men are denying themselves an equally great pleasure, fucking the mature cunt of an older woman.

Now I am not talking about granny fucking, or some sick incest with your mother. I'm talking about a good looking 'MILF'. Once women hit thirty they often feel unattractive or unloved. Their husbands often take them for granted and having given birth they somehow feel they are 'damaged goods'.

What many men forget is that with a little love and a lot of listening they open up and almost invariably end up in the sack with you.

Take Sue. She was 38 when I first met her but looked ten years younger, regular trips to the gym shaping and firming her petite body and a few minutes a week under a sun lamp giving her a golden toned skin that beautifully contrasted against her blond hair (tinted of course)  and brown eyes. We got chatting at an office event and, immediately attracted to her, I made it my business to get close to her. A few days of brief chats by the coffee machine and we had established a bond which allowed me to suggest a coffee and with it the opportunity for her to tell me more about her life. She had teenage kids and a husband she loved but who was often away and when he was at home spent too much time on the golf course. She enjoyed her life but I sensed she wanted more, a little adventure.

For her I was fun. I listened to her problems and laughed at her jokes. When, only a week after we first met, I suggested she may want to join me for lunch at my favourite diner she accepted readily. It was a safe meeting. Nothing special, just lunch with a friend.

The booths in the diner are small horseshoes. As we talked and laughed I moved closer and, when my leg touched hers and did not move away, I knew she was ready to take things further, even if she didn't realise that yet. Our food arrived and as we ate I asked her about her youth and growing up. She told me about her time as a cheerleader and we laughed about the antics of teenagers who knew no better.

As we talked I let my hand fall on her knee and squeezed her leg. Again no objection. Coffee arrived and as we drank I slipped my hand up her leg, pushing up the material of her knee length skirt.

"Dave", she whispered, "you shouldn't". Not stop or don't, just you shouldn't.

"Why not?" I responded, "Who is going to know or care?"

She smiled but did not respond. Returning her smile and still looking deep into her eye's I slid my hand further up her skirt resting it at the top of her thigh with my little finger an inch from the burning heat of her pussy. I leant towards her, a move that she mirrored, and our lips met, as we kissed, awkwardly at first but soon with a deep passion, I moved my hand some more and touched the hot wet material of her panties. She moaned softly as my little finger brushed her cunt, teasing her pussy through the material of her panties.

'Oh Jesus!', she whispered as our lips finally parted.

Once that moment was over I did not push it any further. I knew I could have her whenever I wanted so there was no point in rushing.

We resumed our conversation, finished our coffee and returned to work like nothing had happened between us.

I saw her out of the corner of my eye as I walked through the parking lot. She had obviously been waiting for me to leave the office and hurried to catch me up.

 "Dave", she called once she was a few feet away.

"Oh, hi!" I responded.

"Dave", she continued, "about what happened at lunchtime".

"Yes"

"Well it's just", she paused and looked confused, "It's just … well … you know … I'm married and well … I love Steve … it's just".

"Sue", I said quietly. She looked happy for the interruption.

"Sue", I repeated looking deep into her eyes, "It's ok. No one but the two of us need ever know what happened. If I went to far I'm sorry, you are a very attractive woman and I feel a strong connection exists between us. I think we could have some fun together. I know you love Steve and would never leave him, but does that mean you cannot have your own life and have some fun? After all I guess he is not spending every night he is away locked in his hotel room".

I took her hand and squeezed it gently. "I would love to have fun with you and get to know you better, but it's up to you. You have got to feel comfortable with whatever happens and, if nothing happens apart from us remaining good friends then that's fine by me.

"Thanks Dave", she said, then looking at her watch, "Hey, I've got to go".

"See you tomorrow", I called after her.

Sue e-mailed me as soon as she got into the office.

'We need to talk', she wrote.

'No problem', I replied, 'see you by the coffee machine'

'Somewhere more private', she responded, 'Do you know the park?'

The park was an area of land between the campus we worked on and the freeway. It was designed as a recreation area with a jogging track and benches but it was rarely used and had descended into an unkempt area of scrubland.

'Sure'.

'Midday, by the entrance'

'See you then'

She was already there when I arrived. We walked together and talked, strolling down the overgrown gravel paths. A couple of times I had to hold back branches so they would not snag her grey skirt or stockings. The park was deserted and it was obvious no one had been this way for days.

"I guess I am a little overdressed for a hike!" she joked as I helped her jump a large puddle.

As we reached a picnic bench Sue took my hand and lead me towards it, sitting down next to me on the wooden seat.

I turned to face her and, as I did, she put her hand on the back of my neck and pulled me towards her. We kissed hard and passionately, our tongues wrestling as we held each other close. I slipped my hand around her back, pulling her closer to me,

When we finally broke our embrace she whispered, "No one need ever know".

"Our secret", I responded kissing her again. As we kissed she began to caress my dick through my pants. I reciprocated, feeling her pert tits through the material of her blouse then slipping my hand down between her legs. Still kissing we manoeuvred ourselves awkwardly until she was sitting on the edge of the table. She wriggled her skirt up around her waist and, taking the cue I released my throbbing dick from my pants.

"Do we need protection?" I whispered in her ear. "It's OK, I have a coil".

I held her white silk g-string to one side and slipped my thick 9 inch dick into her wet pussy. "Fuck yes", Sue whispered as her cunt engulfed my manhood.

"Fuck me hard", Sue moaned as I began to penetrated deep into her body with long slow strokes. I increased the tempo and, with the assurance you never see with a teenage lover, she began to finger her clit, masturbating as I fucked her.

Fucking outside was a huge turn on for both of us and she was soon moaning as her orgasm built. When she finally gasped and tensed I let go the load I had been holding back, filling her pussy with my cum as she climaxed.

We giggled like teenagers as we returned to the office.

That afternoon the real flirting by email began.

'Dear David, It appears your cum has leaked from my pussy and stained my chair. Should I call facilities or will you?' She wrote.

'Re Cum stain on chair', I joked in response, 'Having checked the intranet site for facilities cannot find a request for removal of bodily secretions from office furniture. Suggest surreptitious swap of seating with colleague.'

A later exchange went as follows.

'Pussy still twitching' She wrote.

'Dick now hard', I responded

'Pussy getting wet'

'Dick even harder'

'Need your dick in my cunt'

'Want to make you cum again'

"Oh fuck yessssss!"

'When?'

'Tomorrow night? Steve away and kids on a sleep over'

'I will book a motel'

'Cannot wait!'

'Suggest restroom masturbation to help you through the day!'

I heard her laugh across the office.

'Will be thinking of you!' She responded and I watched as she got up and headed for the rest room carrying her handbag.

She walked back past my desk a few minutes later and deposited a banana in my in tray.

"You left this in the break room" she said casually as she passed.

"Thanks", I said, smelling her pussy juice on the banana as I peeled it.

We were naked within seconds of entering the motel room, tearing the clothes from each other as we hurried to explore each others bodies. Naked at last we fell into a 69 and I buried my face in her fragrant cunt as she took me in her mouth and expertly pumped my organ.  Her pussy was shaved smooth bar a 'V' of hair above her clit and I greedily probed her hole with my tongue, drinking down her sex. As I licked her I slipped a finger into her pussy and fingered her as my tongue flicked across her clit. She moaned appreciatively as I slipped in a second finger encouraging me to go further.

Releasing myself from the 69 I carried Sue over to a chair and sat her on the edge of the seat, kneeling between her legs. Her pussy was soaking and I easily slipped three fingers into her pussy. Sue held my wrist and guided me as I held my fingers together and slowly inserted my hand in her cunt. She gasped as the thick part of my hand passed through the opening of her pussy and then rubbed her clit with one hand and squeezed her tits with the other as I worked my hand in her body. Soon she was writhing on my hand and she screamed as an orgasm ripped through her body.  

I eased my hand from her now gaping cunt and she pulled me towards her, once more enveloping my dick in her mouth. She sucked me deep down her throat and, as she sucked she fingered my anus, slowly slipping a probing finger past my sphincter. With her other hand she pumped the base of my cock and soon I felt the cum rise in my balls. Sensing my imminent orgasm she increased the tempo until finally I exploded, pumping my hot semen into her mouth.

She took the first few blasts of cum in her mouth then let my cock fall from her and spray a few spurts of white cream over her tits. Finally she took me back in her mouth and sucked the last drops from me.

Exhausted I collapsed back on the bed. "Fuck that was good!" I said.

"No going to sleep", she joked, "I need you hard again!" 

With a wicked grin on her face she gave me her best 'porn star' look and began to play with herself. She slowly slid her hands over her tits and collected some of my cum on her fingers before provocatively raising them to her lips and licking them clean. She then began to massage the rest of my cum into her tits before sliding her hands down her body and holding her pussy wide open. I watched transfixed as she reached over to the telephone and took the receiver in her hand, running it up and down the length of her pussy before sliding it into her cunt. Masturbating with it whilst she rubbed her clit. Once she was finished with the phone she began to fist herself, sliding her hand into her own pussy and moaning with pleasure as her cunt became full of her own hand.

My dick began to swell as I watched her and soon it was rock hard. Seeing my readiness Sue came over to the bed and positioned herself on all fours, her ass thrusting up in the air. I quickly slipped my dick into   her distended pussy and, as I did, she thrust two of her fingers in with it.

"Why not fuck me in the ass?" She suggested.

I needed no further encouragement and, using her juice as lubricant, pressed the head of my dick against her butt hole and slowly pushed the head past her sphincter. She gasped as I penetrated her then moaned as I began to fuck her butt. As I fucked her she began to play with her pussy and soon she had her fist buried in her cunt as I fucked her ass. I could feel her hand work against my dick through the membranes between the two and the sensation was exquisite. Far better than the tightest virgin cunt you could imagine.

Sue and I fucked regularly from that night on, right up to the point when, because of her husbands job moving she left town.

by David Lavenham

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# posted by David : Wednesday, May 02, 2007  0 comments

By David Lavenham

davidlavenham@hotmail.com

Chapter 1 – Breaking new ground

'What a fantastic day', Janet exclaimed as she collapsed on the sofa, nursing a large brandy, 'It's so good to be back in the mountain air'.

'Sure is', Alison said, 'but my legs ache from all that Skiing'.

'And my head aches from all that red wine', John joked.

Sarah poured herself a brandy and joined Janet on the sofa, 'At least we haven't got the kids to worry about this year!'

'A toast', Gareth proclaimed, 'to absent offspring'

They raised their glasses and drank.

The ski trip was a regular event, they had made the pilgrimage to the mountains every year for over a decade. But this year was different; their children were old enough to take their own trip.

There was a blast of cold air as Martin and David came in off the balcony.

'What a fantastic night, I have never seen so many stars', David said as he rubbed his hands to warm them.

'That's because you are seeing double after all that brandy!' Sarah joked, squealing as her husband thrust his cold hands down her back.

Alison was still rubbing her sore legs, 'Anyone fancy a dip in the Jacuzzi?' she asked.

'I'm game!' David said, jumping up from his seat.

'God, no!', said Gareth, far to late for me. 'I'm turning in'. 'Me to', said Janet, pulling her husband out of his chair and dragging him upstairs.

'Are you not going to join us?' Alison held her husbands hand. Martin smiled, 'I will leave you in David's care! I'm staying here in the warm'. 'Me to', said Sarah, 'I will keep Martin, and the brandy bottle, company!'

Alison headed for the door, 'I will get my swimsuit on ad see you down there', she said as she left the room.

The Jacuzzi was on a veranda at the bottom of the house, just outside the 'boot room' where the ski equipment was stored, below the main living areas. David changed into his trunks and had been luxuriating in the bubbles for 10 minutes when Alison finally arrived.

'Sorry David', she said, 'looks like we will have to take a rain check. I have forgotten to pack my swimsuit'.

'Who needs a swimsuit, just jump in! I promise not to peek!' He put his hands over his eyes, smiling.

Alison laughed, 'Cheeky sod!' She thought for a few seconds, looking into the inviting hot water.

'Oh screw it!', she said, 'I've known you long enough, and you will never see anything through all the steam and bubbles'.

'Look the other way then!', Alison said, dropping her robe on the floor and jumping in while David pointedly stared in the other direction.

'That's good', she said sinking into the bubbles, giggling to herself.

'What's so funny?'

'I just sat on a jet of bubbles!'

'Lucky bubbles'

'What do you mean!', Alison looked at David, her head titled to one side, feigning innocence, 'Sitting their in your nice trunks mocking your poor little naked friend'.

'Well if that's how you fee', David started to wriggle under the water, 'now we are even!' He raised his hand out of the water, his dripping trunks dangling from his fingers.

'Dave!', Alison was laughing so much that she slipped under the water. In an instant Dave had grabbed her and pulled her from the bubbling depths of the Jacuzzi, holding her facing him with his hands under her arms. Her dripping face was only inches from his, he could feel her hot breath on his lips. They froze for a moment, staring into each others eyes. Then they kissed; a deep passionate kiss that took them both by surprise.

Still kissing Dave drew her closer, feeling her skin against his, her nipples against his chest. Alison put her arms around his neck, holding herself to him as they kissed, kneeling over him on the plastic seat of the Jacuzzi.

He drew her closer to him, feeling the touch of her belly against his erect cock. 'Oh, David', Alison whispered feeling his cock next to her soft skin. She began to rock slowly, moving against him, rubbing herself against his hardness. They were being carried along by the moment, neither stopping to think about what they were doing. David ran his hands down Alison's back and brought them to rest on her buttocks. Instinctively she rose slightly and he guided his erection towards the entrance of her pussy.

Sarah and Martin stood silent in the open door, their unblinking eyes fixed on the activity in the Jacuzzi. They were in their bathing costumes and robes, having decided to join their spouses after all. Neither of them moved to stop the infidelity taking place before their eyes. They would later admit that the emotion they both felt was not one of jealousy, but one of desire.

David's dick slid slowly into Alison's tight pussy. She gasped as he pushed his full length deep inside her until he was pushing against the entrance to her womb. Slowly she rocked on him, feeling his dick move against the ridges deep inside her.

Realising that she had just witnessed the cuckolding of the man standing next to her Sarah turned to see his reaction. His face was fixed on the scene before them. She noticed his arm move and, looking down, watched as he slowly stroked his dick. Masturbating as he watched his wife being fucked by another man. Without stopping to rationalise her actions Sarah knelt and took his dick in her mouth, feeling it grow harder as she took his length deep into her throat.

Alison increased her rhythm, pushing harder and harder against Dave's cock, the water of the Jacuzzi spilling in rhythmic splashes as they fucked.

Martin finally broke his gaze from his wife's carnal activities, seemingly just realising that the wife of his friend was sucking his cock. He stroked Sarah's hair then lifted her head from his dick, bringing their lips together in a passionate kiss. As they moved away from the door, back into the boot room they ripped at each others robes, shedding them on the floor before once more locking into a passionate kiss, their hands exploring each others bodies. Martin slipped his thumbs under the straps of Sarah's costume, lowering it over her breasts. He kissed down her neck and around her breasts taking her nipple in his mouth. As he flicked his tongue across her stiffening peak he slipped her costume over her waist, leaving it to drop onto the floor. Gently he lowered Sarah onto a wooden bench and lifted her knees, burying his face in her pussy, lapping at her like a thirsty dog.

Alison's body was slamming into Dave. She was lifting herself almost completely off him before slamming down on his dick, gasping with each thrust, their torsos colliding with a slap, sending a tidal wave of water onto the decking.

Martin slipped off his trunks and positioned himself between Sarah's thighs; she looked deep into his eyes as she took his dick and guided it towards her waiting pussy. He took her slowly, savouring the sensation as his dick passed from the cold air into the enveloping warmth of Sarah's pussy.

Alison's moans and gasps became louder as she began to climax. David's balls began to tighten as she speared herself again and again with his rock hard dick. With a little screech she froze for a second as her orgasm took over, her back arched her breathing stopped. Then she gasped and fell on to him, quaking as she came, waves of pleasure ripping through her body. Her pussy was still on him, but gripping him rhythmically as she came. This tipped Dave over the edge and he too began to cum, filling Alison with his seed before they fell into each others arms exhausted.

Alison's squeal did not go unheard in the boot room. The unmistakeable sound of his wife coming lead to a sudden change in Martin's behaviour, he began to fuck Sarah hard, slamming his dick into her body as hard and fast as he could manage. Sarah clung on to him, her arms around his back, her legs wrapped around his waist. He fucked her like a rampant teenager, relentlessly pounding her wet pussy. Her back was hurt on the rough bench, and it took a huge effort just to hang on to him and avoid falling, but it was fantastic sex; raw, primitive and urgent; soon triggering the tell tale signs of an impending orgasm.

It was Alison and Martin's turn to stare dumbstruck. Their post coital bliss had been disturbed by the noises in the boot room. They jumped out of the Jacuzzi like it was suddenly burning them and slung their robes around them. Neither of them spoke as they slowly opened the door to the boot room to see their partners naked and fucking like teenagers on the hard wooden bench.

Sarah felt the cold draft as the door opened, she caught her husband's eye over Martins shoulder and managed a weak smile as he watched his friend fuck her, loosing the eyeball contact only when Martins final thrust and the waves of hot cum filling her pussy caused her to close her eyes in ecstasy.

As Martin collapsed on top of Sarah his wife broke the silence behind him, 'I guess that makes it one all'.

By David Lavenham

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# posted by David : Friday, April 20, 2007  0 comments

by David Lavenham
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More commuters filled the train at Kings Cross. She clung onto the pole in the centre of the carriage as she was buffeted once more by hot office workers squeezing against her. As the tube pulled out she felt the hand again, gently massaging her buttocks through her skirt. As the tube bumped its way towards Euston she took another look around, but in the crowded tube she could barely move and it was impossible to tell how her assailant was. Slowly the hand worked its way down her buttock and between her legs. She parted her slightly and felt the material of her panties being pushed to one side. Her pussy was dripping wet and the fingers of her mystery lover worked quickly on her pussy, stroking the length of her slit before sliding into her tight wet love canal.

The movement of people around her brought her back to reality. The doors were about to open at Euston. She expected the fingers embedded in her pussy to withdraw but they remained steadfastly in place. The doors opened and a couple of people squeezed out of the doors only to be replaced by double the number of frustrated travelers.

As the train moved off the hand began its work again, massaging her pussy as the train rocked along, massaging her clit as they rumbled slowly towards Camden. She realized her skirt was slowly working it's way up her legs, Realising her buttocks would be exposed she felt a shudder of delight. "What a little slut I am!" she thought. She felt her pussy begin to constrict around the lovers fingers. Fuck she was going to cum again. She held tightly to the pole but, unexpectedly the hand moved away to be quickly replaced by something else.

She wasn't sure what it was at first. Something hot and hard was pushing between her legs at the top of her thighs. It wasn't until it was resting along the length of her slit, massaging her as the train rocked, that it hit her like a thunderbolt. It was a fucking cock! The guy had got his dick out and had it between her legs, on the fucking tube!

The raw excitement took over. Normally the thought of fucking a stranger would be abhorrent to her, but this was so erotic she couldn't help herself. She changed her position slightly and lifted one leg a little more. Slowly her lover worked his cock into her, penetrating her pussy on the packed train. At least three bodies were touching hers rocking against her as the train pitched and lurched. But one, unknown to the rest, had started to fuck her. His cock moved only with the rhythm of the train, but the sensation was enough to send her into a head spinning ecstasy. He must have been excited too. Less than a minute after penetrating her pussy she felt his cock twitch. The train shuddered to a halt between stations. She stood motionless in the sudden silence but the dick buried deep within her had reached the point of no return. He began to cum, pumping his hot semen into her body as they stood pressed together on the packed commuter train.

With a jolt the train lurched forward. She stumbled a little and her lovers cock slipped from between her legs. She regained her balance as the train had reached Camden and the doors opened once more. A few people squeezed off the tube but the remaining passengers were still tightly packed. There was a movement of people behind her as the train doors shut but as the train began to move she felt the hand on her buttocks again.

This time it worked quickly to ease her tight skirt up so it was around her waist. She felt the cock between her legs again, slowly working along her pussy before slipping into her sloppy cum filled hole. As she was penetrated for a second time she realized with a shock that this was different. The cock was fatter than the last one. She was being fucked by a second guy!

This time it lasted longer. Whoever he was he was bolder than her first lover, working his dick within her as the train rumbled along the track. She felt an arm slip around her waist and hold her tight, pulling her on to his cock.

His dick was still deep within her when the train pulled into Kentish Town. He didn't let go, he just held her tight as the train emptied, his cock moving in her as the exiting commuters jostled them.

The tube was a little emptier now. As they rumbled along her second lover continued to fuck her publicly. The hand that was around her waist moved up and began kneading her right breast through her blouse. She figured some of her fellow commuters could see what was going on but she was past caring, she just wanted the incredible emotions to continue.

He began to cum as the train pulled into Kentish Town. She matched his orgasm with one of her own and, as the train began to empty, clung onto the pole as waves of pleasure crashed through her body. As she came he withdrew his dick and supporting arm, leaving her to sway around like a drunk with her skirt around her waist as the train emptied.

Should I continue??

by David Lavenham
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# posted by David : Monday, January 08, 2007  4 comments

by David Lavenham

Since she was a little girl Megan had enjoyed playing with herself, rubbing her little clit until the release as the waves of pleasure washed over her body. As she grew up she experimented more, learning to use the things she found around her.

What exited her were the possibilities. She could not look at a piece of fruit, or spray can, or hairbrush without thinking, "I wonder what that would feel like in my pussy?"

When her folks were out her would lock herself in her room in front of the mirror with a selection of toys and some baby oil.

First she would strip and kneel in front of the mirror, pouring oil over her budding breasts, rubbing it over her body, caressing her budding tits before gently circling her pussy lips with her oily fingers. Leaning back she would pick out her first toy, usually a thin candle and rub it along the length of her pussy. When it was wet with oil she would open her pussy lips with her fingers and slowly slip it into her tight little hole. before rubbing her clit in short circular movements of her middle finger.

Over the course of a session she would gradually increase the size of the toy, moving first to a carrot, then, as she became more aroused on to a banana. She got to enjoy the feel of her toys stretching the walls of her pussy as her young body enveloped the objects she inserted. Her biggest orgasms always coincided with her pussy feeling stretched to the limit.

By the time she got to college she would work up to a coke bottle. Reaching orgasm as the neck of the bottle worked its way to her cervix. stretching her open as the widest part of the bottle slipped into her pussy.

Megan was lucky. Donna, her room mate, was often out, leaving her alone to pleasure herself.

A few weeks into term Donna was out and, alone in the room feeling horny Megan started to play with herself. Laying naked on the bed she started with her fingers, inserting one, then two, then three of her long thing digits into her wet pussy. She looked around for more and picked up her hairbrush, inserting the handle then slowly rotating the bristles against her clit. The brush was good but she didn't feel stretched enough to come. She looked around again and spotted the empty Sprite bottle Donna used as a candle holder. Grabbing the bottle Megan pulled out the candle and slowly slipped the bottle into her pussy.

Lying back with her eyes shut she rubbed her clit as she felt the bottle fill her pussy, gasping as an orgasm finally rocked through her body.

"That was the horniest fucking thing I think I have ever seen!"

Megan jumped up, trying to cover her tits and pussy, the bottle still embedded deep within her.

Donna sat on the bed beside her and put her arm around Megan's shoulders. "Do you want to talk about it?" Donna asked.

Megan just opened up, explaining how her fetish had developed.

Donna listened attentively, putting her arm around Megan's shoulders, pulling her close. As she talked Megan found herself drawn to Donna, she felt they were connecting as she spilled her darkest secrets to this virtual stranger.

As she finished Megan raised her eyes to Donna's and smiled sheepishly, trying to gauge her reaction.

Donna smiled and said just one word, 'Watch'.

She stood and slipped out of her dress, revealing a white cotton bra encasing her firm young breasts and a pair of white cotton panties, damp with her lust, that she wriggled out of. She lay on the floor in front of Megan and, spreading her legs with her knees raised began to massage her pussy. She rubbed the length of her slit with short circling motions before slowly parting her pussy lips with the index finger & thumb of her left hand.

Megan looked on with increasing desire as her room mate slowly slipped her middle finger into her pussy. Masturbating the juice flowing from her pussy onto her other fingers Donna slipped her ring finger then her index finger into her extending pussy.

Pushing these fingers into her pussy whilst rubbing her clit with her other hand Donna began to breathe deeply, loosing herself in her lust. Megan was also playing with herself, stroking her clit as she pushed against the bottle filling her pussy. She watched in awe as Donna slowly slipped her little finger into her pussy to join the others already embedded deep within her.

Slowly she twisted her hand, gasping as her fingers moved further and further into her body. Megan could not believe her eyes, soon Donna's hand had disappeared up to the knuckles. As she rubbed her clit she watched the other girl gasp and writhe with pleasure as slowly her whole hand entered her pussy with only her wrist visible. Donna finally screamed as an orgasm thundered through her body. Megan came at the same time, desperate to learn how to fist herself.

To be continued................

# posted by David : Friday, January 05, 2007  0 comments

by David Lavenham

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The tube train was packed full of hot and sweaty commuters crammed in like sardines. There was a problem with the signals and it was lurching its way slowly down the line, stopping frequently between stations. She had her eyes shut and her iPod on, retreating into her own world of daydreams as he made her way home.

Suddenly she was jerked back into reality. There was a lot of physical contact with other commuters, there always was when the train was this packed, but this was something different. Someone had their hand on her leg. Being tall she could see around her and be at eye level to most people, but no-one was looking at her, she was surrounded by a sea of bored looking faces. She tried to look down but couldn't see through the mass of tight packed humanity.

It was moving, the hand was stroking the back of her thigh. She should of said something, or screamed, but for some reason she couldn't explain she did not react.

She shut her eyes again. The hand was working its way up her thigh, stroking it gently. It was beneath her skirt now, she could feel the pleats of her tartan mini separate as her mystery assailant worked their way up towards her womanhood.

The hand moved position. Up until now it had been on the outside of her leg, now it was working its way between her thighs. She had spread her legs to steady herself in the rocking train and the hand was making the most of the easy access working slowly up towards its target.

She gasped slightly as a finger brushed her hot crutch. She could not believe how aroused she was at this public, but discrete, anonymous violation. A finger was stroking her pussy through the tight material of her panties. She knew she was wet down there and that whoever it was could sense her arousal. She opened her eyes and looked around her. She guessed whoever was touching her was behind her, but she was too tightly packed in to turn her body, and craning her neck all she could see was the same bored faces.

The hand had pushed her panties to one side and was fingering her naked pussy. She shut her eyes as her assailant slowly slipped a finger into her tight hole. God that felt good. Her body tingled as she was slowly finger fucked in public. A second finger began to tweak her clit as the first gyrated inside her. Oh fuck, she thought, I am going to cum on the fucking tube! Suddenly it hit her. Her climax ripped through her body causing her to tense and gasp. She would have probably collapsed to the ground if she had not been so tightly packed in. As she came the hand withdrew. She opened her eyes and noticed a few people staring at her. "Sorry", she muttered, "It's the, er, heat".

The train creaked into Kings Cross as the doors opened the commuters spilled out onto the platform, heading for their main line trains. She looked around her at the faces, but there was no indication of who was her secret lover.

by David Lavenham

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# posted by David : Tuesday, January 02, 2007  2 comments

She knew this was madness. She was putting her reputation at risk, everything she had worked so hard for could be lost; her job, her respect, her standing in the community. And for what? A quick fuck?

She didn't need to do this. If she wanted sex she could pay for it, or pick up a guy in a bar & take him back to her luxurious apartment. If she wanted to fuck two guys she could do it on her terms if she wanted. Not like this.

She knew she shouldn't do this. Not here, not now, not with them. But she couldn't stop it. More truthfully, she didn't want to stop it. She wanted them to take her, use her, to be their bitch.

She had been watching them from a distance for months. They managed the landscape around her office and she often daydreamed about them as she watched them cut the grass or trim the hedges. When she heard a rumour that they had been fucking one of the secretaries in their equipment store her emotions began to stir as she imagined herself submitting to them. Her daydream grew into an obsession culminating in this moment.

Her heart pounded as she approached the shack that served as their storeroom. It was dusk and she could hear them cleaning up their tools after a hard day. The bright light from within the shack crept around the cracks in the rough wooden door as she knocked nervously. The noise from within stopped and she heard footsteps move towards the door.

It was the younger one, the black kid, that opened the door. He motioned with his head for her to enter. Blinking against the bright lights she stepped forward. The older white guy moved from behind a lawnmower and stood before her, his muscular tattooed arms folded in front of him.

"So what do we have here Leroy? Looks like we got some fresh meat looking for action"

"Sure does, Hank" She heard the guy behind her say as he bolted the door.

Hank took a step forward and took her face in his big hands. "I know what you are here for honey, but it's only right you have the chance to leave. Do you want to go?"

"No", She whispered.

Hank dropped his hands to her shoulders and eased her suit jacket off her, letting it fall to the floor. He took hold of her white blouse and slowly ripped it open, sending buttons pinging across the room before letting it drop to the floor. Finally he reached behind her and pulled her bra apart, ripping the hooks and eyes apart without bothering to undo it.

She stood motionless facing him as he cast his eye over her firm tits. "You are one beautiful woman", he muttered.

Finally emerging from her trance like state she placed her hands on his chest, running them down his dirty white t-shirt to the top of his ripped denim shorts. As she opened his fly she knelt before him, easing his huge cock out of his boxers and into her hand. He was massive. The biggest cock she had ever seen. She had to open her mouth real wide to take his hot member into her mouth.

She felt Leroy behind her open up the button at the top of her skirt and pull down the zipper. He then ripped the skirt the rest of the way down before pulling the grey material away from her. She felt his hands massage her buttocks through her panties before moving the material between her legs to one side and stroking her bare pussy, causing her to moan as she worked on Hanks huge cock.

Leroy lifted her to a standing position and ripped off her panties. With hanks cock still filling her mouth she felt the black kid insert a rough finger into her soaking pussy. "She sure is wet", Leroy commented as he inserted another finger in her cunt, finger fucking her as she sucked off his colleague. She was pumping Hanks big fat dick with her hand as she sucked him. "Oh Fuck that's good" he moaned as she tasted the first drops of precum in her mouth.

Behind her she felt Leroy's dick replace his fingers in her pussy. He slid his long member in her tight pussy right up to the hilt, the head of his cock pushing hard against her cervix. She could tell he was uncovered but she didn't care, she just wanted him to fuck her hard.

Leroy timed his strokes with Hanks thrusts into her mouth as they skewered her between them. She let out a squeal as an orgasm took her suddenly, causing her pussy to contract around Leroy's dick.

"Move over Leroy", Hank commanded, "I want to finish off in her pussy".

The guys swapped around. As she tasted her own pussy on Leroy's dick she felt Hanks huge cock stretch her pussy open as he penetrated her slowly. Once he had eased his massive manhood into her tight pussy he began to fuck her with long hard strokes, pushing her against Leroy's dick which was so long it was reaching right down her throat.

She came as Hanks dick swelled and twitched within her. Hank came as her orgasm reached its peak, his seed flooding into her body and washing into her womb. As the last of Hanks seed seeped from his twitching member Leroy grunted and came, his cock deep in her throat pumping his cum directly down into her stomach.

Finally released from their skewer she fell to the floor in happy exhaustion. Hank and Leroy pulled back on their shorts and helped her to her feet. Leroy picked up the tattered remains of her suit whilst frank handed her blue work overall.

"You may want to wear this", he said. "You can always bring it back tomorrow".

by David Lavenham

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# posted by David : Tuesday, January 02, 2007  0 comments