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“Hey guys, just hold on to my beer would you, I’ve got to go pee. I’m so full I’m bursting.”

A gang of us had come down from the campus to O’Malley’s Bar, down on Victoria Road. O’Malley’s is one of those bars that caters for a wide range of customers, from us university types, the art school arty kids, and the occasional corporate suit kicking out at the end of a long week doing whatever they do up in the city.

The place has a bunch of small round tables, each lit with a circle of light above, so it had kind of an old New York gangster vibe to it. Away from the tables and bar area, there were a couple of deep dark rooms, where from time to time there would be some kick ass rock’n’roll going down. Tonight though the bar was full, but no band, so it was just all noise and people. We had all come down because it was the end of semester, and we’d handed up the big papers, done the exams, so now it was time to chill out and kick back.

I was feeling cute as a kitten, with my combination of a classic just above the knee black and white pleated skirt with an oh so gorgeous swirl when I spin, and a soft silk cream blouse; under which I was wearing my lacy blue tanga panties and bra. You know, the type of lingerie a girl buys because she just wants to feel good even if no-one else knows, just a piece of lacy froth and colour.

Feeling sexy, feeling wicked, I had on my white lace stockings and suspenders, and my highest chrome heel and toes. Even so, I’m still petite, but I’ve been called a pocket dynamo. Jade earrings setting off my brilliant green eyes, and with my blonde bob haircut from Pierre’s, I was the queen of princesses for the night. I wondered who my prince would be….

But I’d chased down a few too many drinks in a hurry, and was just busting to go. The base of my belly was feeling full, bladder pressing down giving me a warm tight feeling at the top of my cunt. As I got up from the table I wobbled a bit (wow, I’m tipsier than I thought), and twisted to catch my balance.

As I swirled my skirt brushed the arm of the corporate suit sitting at the next table — an older guy, I’d noticed him when he sat down. He looked up at me and smiled, as if to say, “hey, careful there little girl, don’t fall, but if you do, I’ll catch you.”

I caught my balance and moved away, and he turned his attention back to the graceful young thing he was with – one of those fresh young corporate girls, grey pencil skirt, hair in a high pony tail, black heels, excited to be out with the boss on a Friday night. Good for you honey, I thought, but I still gotta go. God, I’m full and hot down there, I need a pee!

So I make my way down to the back of the caverns where the toilets are. But what’s this, why is there such a long queue? Get out of my way Escort Bayan boys and girls, this girl’s in a hurry. Gotta go, gotta go, I’m busting here. Damn, it looks like only one of the toilets is working, both women and men are going into the gents, they must be sharing. How am I going to make this happen?

So I start clenching my pelvic floor, try to push some of that fullness back up into my body. Problem is, I’m also pushing blood into my cunt so everything is getting a tingle on. Startled, I realise my nipples are peaking erect now, giving me tightness in my breasts as well as my belly. In a weird way, this is getting hot, but I still gotta go….

I’ve now got about thirty people in front of me, this is not good. So I’m clenching my legs together tight, like a toddler in a toy shop. Dammmmn I need a piss. How do I distract myself now, before I explode?

As the line creeps forward, I see a movement some thirty feet away: there’s a girl up against a far wall, back in the shadows. She’s leaning with her back against the wall with her legs slightly apart, her hands pushing back on to the brick. Her face is turned up, her eyes are closed, what is she doing? As I look, she gives a little shudder, as if she’s had some sudden relief, and she straightens herself up.

Wow, she is lovely. One of those slender bitches from art school, but she is a sight. Even though it’s really dark over there, I can see that she is wearing a tight clinging dress which fits her like a sheath, but only just covers her ass, the pattern looks like burning fire, all red and gold.

God if she bent over, that would be a sight to see, even for a girl like me. Just look at those legs, they go on forever, open lace stockings with bare thighs, black and gold heels, they must be six inch heels at least. How do those art school girls get away with that? Black as black kohl on her eyes, scarlet red lipstick to match her spiked red hair, black nails. I see her straighten her dress down…but I still need to pee. Badly need a pee. Owww.

My bladder and belly are now the only things I can think about, and I cross my legs real tight and start rocking from side to side. I need to hang on I need hang on, oh my goodness I’m full. I…am…going…to…burst, I need to piss so badly I’m hurting.

“Hey, why don’t you do what I just did? You look like you’re ready to go.” It’s the girl from the wall, she’s now right next to me, her mouth hot breath by my ear.

“What do you mean, what you just did?”

“I can see that you’re about to burst, that you really need to pee, but that queue is another five minutes, you’ll never make it. Come with me.”

And she takes my hand and pulls me out of the line. I’m almost in tears now, my bladder is so full, Bayan Escort I can’t think. We’re over by the wall and I vaguely register that we are in shadows. “Try now,” she says, “try to let go.”

But I’m nervous, I can’t pee here, I’m not private, people might see me. “I can’t, I just can’t do it.” I’ve got tears down my cheeks, I’m in so much pain.

“You just need to relax, your bladder will empty all by itself, you’ll feel so much better.”

But I’m now locked up, my belly and cunt are full of liquid heat, but I just can’t pee here.

Suddenly I feel the front of my skirt lifted, cool air against my thighs and she has cupped her hand hard up against the crotch of my panties. Her hand is so warm, and she’s applying a steady pressure which is pushing up against all the liquid in my bladder. I don’t know what is happening now, my legs are apart, my back is arched up against the wall, and my hands push hard against the brick wall behind me.

My whole body is tight and hot and, oh my god, there’s a pressure up against my asshole, she’s pressing a finger hard across my little hot dark hole, and her palm cups my sex, and my ass gives a single throb…and my bladder releases. I pee and pee and pee down over her hand, down my leg, god I can feel the hot liquid spill over my ankles. I am so full and full and hot and wet and her finger is still pressed firm up against my asshole and I’m falling against her hand. I feel her arm around my waist to hold me up and god, I’m still gushing piss. Fuck, the relief is almost unbearable.

And I feel a hot mouth against my throat and her other hand is now up inside my blouse and she pushes the full weight of her hand up against my breast. My nipples are hard and hot and tight, and every pulse of my cunt and bladder and asshole is a pulse all through my breasts. I push my breasts against her hand and up against her body, and her hand on my crotch keeps on pushing up against hard against the wetness of my sex.

My pee is slowing to a trickle now, but her tongue is pushing firmly between my lips and my head is arched back to take the force of her kiss. Her tongue is deep into my mouth and my own tongue responds between her moist lips into her hot mouth, tasting her cherry lipstick and feeling the hardness of her teeth. I can’t get my tongue deep enough into her mouth and then…

Her fingers press both into my tight ass hole and up between my lips and into my cunt and she has me trapped, every slick tight place has a pushing finger or a pushing tongue and now one of my nipples is being tugged and pulled with her free hand and my belly starts to fill again with weight and heat, and I am enveloped by her.

She is pressing her whole long body hard up against mine and she has set Escort up a spiral of pleasure in every soft hole and every hard point and now my clit is hard and my nipples throb and my asshole clamps on her finger and my cunt aches and my clit throbs and my sex clenches and she just doesn’t stop I’m being pushed higher and hotter and harder until my whole body tightens and arches as if I’ve been pierced to my centre with a lightning bolt and the centre of my belly and sex and lips and ass and breasts and deep in my cunt I simply explode with pleasure.

I shudder and come and come, with a whimper at the back of my throat, my eyes tight closed, her tongue fucking my mouth. Ohhh yes, make me, make me oh, fuck harder, ohhhh…

My head bangs back against the wall, and even the shock of that bump sends another shudder through my tiny body. I don’t think I’ve come so hard, ever before. She has taken me completely, and I don’t even know where I’ve gone. One last trickle of pee slides down my leg as my sex throbs and becomes a pool of hotness in the center of my being.

Her lips now gently caress my throat and her hand now gently pushes up against my wet full sex, and her other hand presses against my whole breast. She supports my weight for a while as I catch my breath, and then she takes her hand away from between my legs, smooths down my skirt. She brings her hot wet hand to my mouth, and I am aware of the sharp smell of my pee mixed with the sticky juice from my cunt. She touches two wet fingers to my lips, kisses my throat one last time.

Gazing straight into my eyes, she smiles and whispers, “see, you just needed to relax.” And just as silently as she had arrived, she was gone.

I looked around, and took a moment to compose myself. My thighs and legs were still sticky with my wetness, but my skirt was dry where she had lifted it away from my hot body. I realised I was still in the shadows and thought to myself, “thank goodness, nobody saw us.”

Relieved, but still hot and tingling and confused, I made my way back our table. I’m sure my cheeks and chest are blushing red, but in the darkness and the shadows I felt that I can keep it together. My sex aches and is tight between my legs.

But when I sit down at our table, I see that the corporate suit at the next table is looking at me, with a quizzical smile on his face. He mouths the words, “I saw what you did, just then,” and holds my gaze for a long second.

With blood rushing to my cheeks I stand up and rush towards the exit. As I burst out the door, one of the tall blond boys from the swimming team comes through the other way. Normally I would be a flirty girl with him, but after what has happened in the last ten minutes I can’t face him.

“Oh hi, how have you been, do want a drink with me tonight?”

“I’m sorry, I’m not feeling so good right now.” And I rush out the door into the cooling night, cheeks ablaze, but my breasts and nipples still hard with pleasure and my cunt still wet and hot and my legs still damp with piss.

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That the problem with small town train stations, no facilities. I was not really aware of this until a few weeks ago. I’d been working late at the office and by the time I got down to the station the light was already fading. The small station clock read 8:23, over half-a-hour before the next train. Winter was fast on its way and the night air was cold against my face, I was off in a world of own thinking this is not the place to be all alone on a dark platform when I heard footsteps coming down the stairway towards the platform. Spinning around quick with my heart throbbing against my chest wall I was very relieved to see it was a young lady and not some six-foot guy with a baseball bat.

She walked to the edge of the platform about 10 feet away from me turned looked at me and smiled. I smiled back, she was about 26-28 I guess with shoulder length red hair, not one of those skinny women that are always on a diet this lady had flesh her there bones. She was wearing a black jacket and skirt which came down to just above her knees and a white blouse, her legs where bare and she had a pair of black court shoes, evidently working late like me. I could feel something growing in my underwear; I’ve always loved the larger lady and a red hair… god that was almost too much for my brain to handle.

It felt like I’d been standing there for ages. I looked up at the clock 8:31, I was starting to feel uncomfortable the lump in my pants needed seeing too but this was not the time or the place. Thinking desperately of what I could do to help my-self I suddenly notice that the young lady was doing some kind of dance! “Are you Ok” I enquired. The lady jigged her way down the platform towards me. “Sorry” she said “but I’m in need of a toilet, is there one around.” I used the station every day and have never seen one. “No sorry, how bad is it,”

“well its find a place to pee or I’ll have wet legs,” she said with a pained look on her face. ” There’s only me and you here” I replied, “So if you like, I can keep watch while you nip behind one of the posts. ” A look of relieve came across her face “If you don’t mind” she said.

I walked over to the bottom of the stairway and looked up to see if anyone was coming. “Its all clear” I called and the lady quickly made her way behind the nearest post. I couldn’t help myself I had to look, turning and looked over my shoulder, a river of piss was running down the platform from behind the post. I still have to wonder how I didn’t cum there and then, I never thought seeing someone’s pee could be that much of a turn on. It was then that a cry of “Oh shit” came form behind the post. “You Ok” I called from the stairway “No. ”

I quickly shoot across the platform to the post. Looking down I saw the young lady crouched down her skirt lifted up to her waist, her white pants around her ankles. Even in the dim station lights I could see her red hairy pussy. The piss gushing out from between her legs was steamy in the cold air. I quickly looked away “sorry” I said. “Look, look at this, I’ve pissed on my knickers” she cried. Looking down I could clearly see where her piss had splashed up off the hard platform and onto her pants. “You’ll have to take them off, you can’t walk around with those wet things on” I don’t know if I meant what I said or I was just hoping for something more. She reached up and put one hand on my shoulder Escort Bayan to steady herself lifted her one leg and slipped her pants over her foot.

“Wouldn’t be the first time I’d walked around with a wet patch between my legs” she said laughingly. Having slipped her pants over the other foot she turned and handed me her wet pants “I’ve got no pockets in this jacket can you hang on to these. “

“Sure” and I placed them into my coat pocket.

Well the ice was well and truly broken now and we got talking. Her name was Kay, she was only in the area for a few days having come up from her companies head office to do a check on some accounts at their branch office, which was housed in the same block as the office I work at. We talked about all the normal stuff life, work, and the lack of good weather. It was no time at all before the train pulled in. We continue or conversation on the train until Kay got up and said that it was her stop next. As she walked towards the door she looked back “May-be I’ll see you round the building sometime” she said.

It was not until after she have left the train and we started to pull away that I remembered that I still had her pants in my pocket. Kay had lied to me, I suddenly recalled seeing pockets in her jacket, a warm smile came across my face.

The following day I was working away at my computer when Kev entered the office “You should take a look at the red head talking on the stairs” he exclaimed “right up you street. ” ‘Red Head’ I was out that door almost as fast as my legs would take me. “Fuck me, slow down man you do yourself an injury” Kev called from behind.

Talking to what must have been one of her work colleagues, sure enough was Kay. As I pushed open the stairwell door she looked up, a broad smile crept across her face. “I’ll look at that later” she said to the girl standing with her. The girl walked off leaving Kay and her smile alone with me.

“Thanks for the present” Kay’s smile got bigger, “I knew you would like them, I could tell by the size of the bulge in your trousers. ” I had to admit that I had never seen a lady having a pee before and that I was so turned on that I was amazed I didn’t cum on the spot. Seeing Kay again and talking about what had happened was having the same effect on me. “Getting randy again?” Kay said, “To fucking right I am” I replied. “What about you coming over tonight to the flat I’m staying at, and I’ll show you a lot more” Kay asked. “No problem,”

“Train station six o’clock” I said. “See you there” replied Kay and walked off down the stairs.

I walked back into the office. “Fuck me you scored…. ” What? “Come on… any one with a grin that big has got to be on a promise,” remarked Kev as I park my backside back down at my desk.

The rest of the day went so slow I didn’t think it would ever end.

The platform was full but spotting Kay was no problem, her red hair standing out in the crowd. I walked up behind her and gave her a gentle pitch on the bottom. Kay didn’t finch she just moved her hand behind her back a groped my swelling cock. “Hi big boy” she said laughingly. On the train Kay told me that it was a company flat see was staying in used by any one from the company who was visiting the branch office and was within easy walking distance of the station. When we left the train Kay pointed out Bayan Escort the flat, it was only a few hundred yards away from the station. I started to walk as fast as I could but Kay grabbed my hand and pulled be back “Slow down” she said “We’ve got all night…. And I mean all night. ” Kay opened the door with her key and we stepped into the flat, boy was it posh! The whole of the living area done out in black leather and chrome with smoked glass coffee and dinning tables. “Sit down… take your clothes off,”

“Ops! I mean your shoes off” Kay joked. I sat down on one of the larger leather sofas and looked across the room at the 36″ wide screen TV with VCR and DVD built in. “Man that’s some TV” I call out to Kay, “Bloody great” Kay replied from the kitchen area, “Stick a tape in theres one on the top I’ve been watching. “

“Coffee Ok” called Kay, “Great, white and one sugar please. ” I got up and pushed the tape into the slot, within seconds the TV burst into life. My mouth dropped open there on the screen was a women laying on rubber sheets with a guy standing over her pissing straight into her mouth, while she lay there holding open the lips of her cunt and sending a hot scream of pee into the air. “You fancy pissing all over me” came a voice from behind me. Kay was standing there with two cups of coffee. “I’ve never tried any thing like that before” I exclaimed “Isn’t it a bit too dirty and kinky. “

“The dirtier the better” Kay remarked. We both sat on the sofa, Kay pulled herself in close to me as we watched the action on the screen, the more I watched the harder my cock got. No sooner had I finished my coffee than Kay go up and made another one. After drinking my third cup Kay got up to make another, “No thanks I can’t drink any more” I said “Oh yes you can,”

“I what you bladder to be so full you think its going to explode” she replied and went off to the kitchen area to make another cup.

After two hours of hard-core porn and 5 cups of coffee Kay placed her hand on my bladder and pushed. “God don’t” I cried, “I piss myself,”

“Oh good” said Kay. She got to her feet and standing in front of me slowly started to remove her clothing piece by piece knowing it would drive me wild…. It worked! I don’t know what was more painful, my full to overflowing bladder or my rock hard cock. And there she was naked for the first time, her skin creamy white. It was the first time I had really noticed her tits, firm and rounded with dark brownie red nipples not large but beautifully proportioned to the rest of her body… about 38c as a guess. Her mound was better that I remembered from the night before under the dim light of the station, thick red curly hair in a neat triangle. I drop to my knee and tried to bury my head between her legs. “Wait” she snapped, “When I let you.” Kay started to undo the buttons on my shirt but I can’t wait, my cloths where in a heap on the floor in about 10 seconds.

Kay took my hand and led me into the bathroom. It was almost as big as the main room; a large sunken bath lay in the middle of the room. Kay turned on the hot tap and ran some water over the bottom of the bath to warm it up. “Don’t what that shrinking on use because of a cold surface… Do we” said look down at my hard cock. We stepped into the bath, “Come on lets see you piss” said Kay pushing my bladder. She laid back Escort in the bath, holding open the lips of her cunt she cried out “come on piss up my cunt fill my hole with your piss. ” I knelt between her legs and pointed my cock at her open hole. Hot piss shoot from my purple end splashing around her pussy lips and into her hole. “Fuck with piss” Kay cried, “Stick your prick in and piss up me. ” Her cunt wet and warm made it easy for me to get my cock in, I felt a wave of relief come over me a I empted my bladder up her cunt. Kay started to scream out “Oh fuck… yes. yes… ” her body arched as her orgasm ripped into her. I pulled my cock out before my bladder was empty, my hot piss gushed out of her cunt turning the bottom of the bath into a sea of golden pee with Kay an island in the middle. Still pissing from my cock I pointed it straight at her mouth “Drink my piss you fucking whore” I screamed at Kay. She opened her mouth and to allow my hot piss to enter. Almost chocking on my piss Kay lay there her fingers now buried in her piss filled cunt, fucking herself for all she was worth. No sooner had the last drop of pee dripped off the end of my prick than I grabbed Kay by the hips and turned her over onto all four’s, her hands and knees washing around in my piss on the bottom of the bath. Getting down on to my knees I position myself behind her and with one great push forced my cock deep into her piss filled hole, forcing more of my piss from her cunt, I could feel it dripping from my balls as I started to pump away at Kay’s sopping love hole. Kay lifted a hand and placed it on the back of the bath to stop my thrusts pushing her over. “Fuck me… Fuck me hard you bastard… make me cum you piss fucker” who was I to disagree. I slammed my cock into her again and again each thrust smacking into the very top of her cunt. Kay was by now moaning like there was no tomorrow. I could felt the spunk rising alone the length of my prick and with one last push deep into her my cum coated the inside of Kay’s sweet hole, wave after wave shoot in deep, I thought it would never stop. I felt her body stiffen and her back arched and with an almighty scream Kay’s body went into waves of convulsion as her orgasm took her.

I pulled my cock out of Kay’s body and sat back, my own piss that covered the bath splashing up around my ass, my head spinning from every thing that had just happened. Kay recovered a lot quicker that me, she was up on her feet in a matter of minutes. “Right!” She said her eyes wide and menacing “You put it all in there… you can know lick it all out again. ” Moving herself down the bath so her mound was right in my face she grabbed the back of my head and forced it between legs “Lick my cunt clean you bastard. ” I set to work with my tongue lick away at her cunt, tasting my own cum and piss mixed together with every lick. “Now for a real taste” Kay cried. Then I felt it her pee stream out from her, cascading down my face into my mouth, running off my chin onto my chest and down my body. “Drink it you piss fucker” came the words from her mouth. All that coffee she had drunk, now pissing out of her, washing my whole body with her golden liquid. I continue as best as I could to keep licking, my tongue working more on her clit than her hole. “Oh! My god” screamed Kay as another orgasm ripped her body. We both collapsed into the piss filled bath total exhausted.

I looked at Kay. “Thank you” I said, “I didn’t know any thing that kinky, that dirty could be so fantastic. ”

We showered and went back to the main room. “Would you like some coffee” Kay asked with a big smile…

“You bet I would. “

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The strange man sat down on the couch next to Sars and put his hand on her leg. The gesture was familiar and casually intimate. The gesture of a lover. She snuggled closer to him and put both of her hands onto his thigh, sliding one of them over into his crotch to find signs of life stirring his manhood. She licked her lips and smiled, glancing over to look straight into the camera for just a fraction of a moment before returning her attention to the monster in her lover’s lap. As her fingers massaged the man’s thighs and traced around the expanding outline in his slacks, Tim watched silently, his erection growing despite his feelings of betrayal.

The guest room had been hastily prepared with a television, an old mattress, and little else apart from a massive lock on its door. The only light in the room was the CCTV in front of him. The two ardent friends caressed one another in grainy black and white, oblivious of the surveillance… Well, almost oblivious. Sars knew, and she was making the most of it with occasional, wicked glances as if to say “This is how it is now, bitch.” Tim’s mind was awash with emotions – jealousy, sadness, bitterness, anger, but all of these were dim seconds to the arousal that swirled through him. He ached to stroke himself, but she had handcuffed his hands together behind his back before her stud had arrived.

When he had returned from Bristol, their greeting had been pretty normal – he hadn’t been sure of what to say or how to approach the topic of Perry’s visit, and she hadn’t mentioned anything. She had been happy to see him, and for a moment he thought maybe it was all some kind of fucked up dream, or that he had just been lied to. She hadn’t, couldn’t have, had anything to do with the stranger that had knocked on his door and raped his mouth. She was his loving girlfriend, kissing him and holding his hand as they made their way from the tube station to the terrace house they shared.

After dinner that night she had coaxed him into the bedroom where she had set up candles and she had stripped off his clothing before climbing into bed with him, clad only in a thong, and sliding her fingers down to encircle his half-erect cock. “So… Were you a good boy while you were away?” She asked playfully, stroking him gently while she used her other hand to pinch and twist his nipples, drawing moans from between his parted lips.

“Yes,” he sighed, eyes half closed.

“Really?” She asked, increasing the pace of her strokes just slightly. “You didn’t do anything naughty? Anything you shouldn’t have?”

She knew! His cock went limp as fear coursed through him. “I…”

“You what?” Her strokes continued as she purred in his ear, twisting his nipples in turn; pressing her body against his. “What did you do? Did you do anything… Bad? Hmmm?” Despite his fear, her attentions were arousing, and he felt his cock growing once more as he stammered.

“I… Er…”

“You what?” She pinched his right nipple hard, drawing a cry out of his mouth. He sounded like a distressed girl. “Did you look at porn and play with your little dickie? Did you?”

“I…”

“Did you?!” His nipple received another savage tweak.

“Yes! I did, I…”

“What kind of porn were you looking at, hmmm?”

“I…” Now his left nipple was punished. “Men! It was man porn-gay porn…”

“Awww… I know what you like, baby… I know what you want… Anything else?”

“I… Umm…”

“Did you suck a stranger’s cock while you were gone, hmmm?” She was stroking him faster now. Once more fully erect, his penis was little more than six inches, and precum was already dribbling from its tip. “You did, huh? Shhhh… I know, baby, I know. Shhhh.” She pressed a finger to his lips. It was coated in his precum, and she rubbed it back and forth across his lips. “Shhhh, baby. I know about your visitor. Did you like it? Your little surprise? Did you like… Hung Bristol Twenty-four? I bet you did, huh? Oh, I can tell that you did! Your little dickie’s positively swollen! Well…” She rolled onto him, her little frame straddling his chest. “I thought you might…”

He was pressing his hips toward her, aching to bury himself in her as she eased herself back towards his searching cock before looking up into his eyes. Escort Bayan “Oh, no, honey. That’s not happening. Not anymore,” she cooed, “You want to be fucked by men? Well so do I,” she giggled, “You don’t qualify… But you can still eat…” And she slid herself forward to straddle his face. Her cunt was sopping wet as she smothered him with it and leaned back, supporting herself on her right hand while she used her left one to savagely tweak his nipples, one after the other.

He lapped at her pussy, her juices flowing into his mouth and down his throat as he licked and sucked, his tongue guided by her moans and the tweaks to his nipples. His hips pumped the air as she rode his face, grinding herself against his mouth and nose. He gasped as the motions of her gyrations allowed him to suck intermittent breaths of cool air between suffocating moments of wetness locked against his face.

She was no longer paying any attention to him, pumping against his tongue, shifting her position minutely here and there, the fingers of her right hand buried in his hair, holding him tightly as she fucked his mouth and her breathing got louder and heavier. He could feel her heartbeat pumping and her hips bucking. His mind was growing dizzy with arousal and lack of oxygen as she rode him harder and harder, all selfishness focused on her own sex until suddenly, with a cry that split the air, she started cumming on his face. Pressing herself harder than ever against his nose and mouth, he could feel waves of secretion oozing down into his throat, choking him as she kneaded her pussy against him harder and harder, the sounds of her orgasm vibrating the walls until her cries slowed, her grip relaxed, and she rolled off of him.

Air had flooded into his lungs and he had rolled over to her, his own need suddenly more urgent. She ignored him for a few moments while her ecstasy subsided, and then reached over to play with his nipples once more.

“You liked sucking that cock, didn’t you?” She had reached for his hand and guided it down to his own cock. “Liked being used? Fucked? Violated? It’s everything you’ve been asking for.” He was moaning, delirious with arousal as he jacked himself off and she played with his nipples, her fingers flicking back and forth to twiddle, pinch, and twist. “I know it is, baby, I know… And there’s more to come, I promise-No, shhhh… I promise, baby. We’ll have men lining up to-“

With a grunt he came all across his belly. The semen was watery and thin.

“Good boy,” she said, wiping her hands and getting up. She had pulled on a skirt and a shirt and walked out of the room to go and clean up. He had lay there for just a moment, bewildered, before reaching for a t shirt to clean his chest off with. Emerging from the bedroom a few moments later, he had found her in the kitchen where she was just pouring herself a glass of red wine and working on something that had apparently been simmering on the stove.

“Babe?” He’d approached her, somewhat tentative.

“Want a glass of wine,” she had asked, all sunshine and breeze.

“Yes, please,” he had responded. “Babe?”

“Yes?”

“I was wondering-“

“If you want to talk to me about sex,” she poured the wine and slid the glass across the counter towards him, “I’m not interested.”

“Bu-“

“We can talk about it later,” was all she would say. After a few more tries, he’d let the subject drop, and their night had been fairly pleasant.

Over the next week or so there had been no mention of sex, or of the encounter in Bristol, and their bed had been slept in, but little else had happened there. The few times he had made overtures, he had been efficiently, if not unkindly, refused, and there had been more than one late night session after she had fallen asleep.

Finally, on that Friday evening, she had dropped down onto the couch next to him and, sliding her hand onto his thigh, had whispered in his ear.

“I’m horny… You?”

His cock had jumped, and he had licked his lips, nodding in reply. She was wearing a short, pleated plaid skirt and a white button-up blouse. Her hair was done up in pony tails and, and she had completed the ensemble with black stockings and little black Mary-janes.

“I’ve got a surprise Bayan Escort for you then,” she had purred into his ear, her hand stroking his thigh, her finger tracing lines around the edge of his sex as she produced a blindfold. “You have to wear this if you wanna see your surprise,” she’d dangled the strip of black fabric in front of him, her fingers teasing his cock through his trousers; never quite touching it. He nodded again and she had turned and straddled his lap, facing him, her tits, visible through the thin material of her shirt, inches from his mouth as she tied the blindfold over his eyes, cinching it tight behind his head and adjusting the front so that it blacked out his whole vision.

Once he had been blinded, she stood and, taking his hand, led him from the living room, down the hall to the doorway of the second, unused bedroom.

“If you cooperate like a good boy, you’ll get something exciting, baby,” her whisper in his ear was hot as she led him into the centre of the room and circled around behind him to cuff his hands together behind his back. “You like that, baby,” she’d asked, her voice naughty as she traced her finger around his body and suddenly he had felt a thin, cold point against his skin. He worked out it was a knife as it scraped lightly against his belly and he had just begun to grow alarmed before she was slicing the shirt off of him. Next, she went to work on his trousers, leaving him standing in the middle of the guest room in just a pair of pants and a blindfold. She guided him through space, leading him along like a pet until his foot touched something on the ground. A mattress.

Cooing and giggling, she pulled him down to the mattress and, fingers toying once more around his package without ever actually touching it, she whispered hotly in his ear.

“I’m so fucking horny, baby. All week I’ve been thinking about your adventures and it’s got me so fucking hot…” Her tongue was on his left nipple, her hand tweaking his right one as she started grinding against his leg. He felt her other hand reach up to his head, felt the blindfold being untied. “Shhhh,” she purred, “Lay still. Just… Wait.” With that, she had gotten up and walked off. The next thing he heard was the sound of the door shutting and a lock being turned.

He had waited for some time and nothing happened. After a while, the sound of the front door opening reached his ears and suddenly he could hear voices in the hall. He had struggled to sit up, and the blindfold fell away from his eyes. The room was dark, apart from a television mounted on the wall, up in the corner, showing a view of the living room. As he had watched, Sars had entered the frame, leading a large, athletic man in behind her, and they had sat on the couch and gotten comfortable.

He was standing in front of her now and she was undoing his zip; his belt, dropping his trousers to the floor to reveal a pair of well-toned legs and a generous bulge in a pair of tight black boxer-briefs. Her delight was evident as she jiggled his enormous bulge, her fingers going to grasp it, to clasp it, to stroke and play and touch. It made her hands look small, so large was this massive tool, and Tim felt himself blush as he thought about what it would feel like to have it inside of him. His girlfriend was eagerly playing with a stranger’s package and all he could think of was being stuffed with the same thick rod she was so enamored with. His shame only fueled his arousal as he watched, unable to take his eyes off the image.

He could hear the muffled sounds of their laughter and conversation through the walls as he watched her ask the man a question, then get up and cross the room, her ass weaving wantonly as she made her way to the counter and poured another glass of wine, bringing it back with the same shameless sway and offering it to him.

She was going to be fucked. She glanced at the camera as if to confirm it, a secret smile flashing for an instant before she pushed the strange man back down onto the couch and straddled him just as she had done Tim, less than an hour ago. A pair of white cotton pants were just visible, peeking out from beneath the skirt as she gyrated her hips gently, humping him through his pants, and they drank wine. The man reached Escort out and put a massive hand on her hip, slowly sliding it down and around to come to rest on her ass.

Tim watched as she giggled and squirmed, pressing herself against the man’s erection, and pushing back to meet his meaty grasp. He had both hands on her ass now and he was playing with it, pulling it apart and kneading it gently, his hands wandering all over as he slid them beneath the waistband of her little pants and massaged her cheeks. He pushed down the edge of the pants to reveal her ass and his fingers, searching out her tiny asshole and pressing against it gently. She was enjoying herself so much. Making herself into a slut for this stranger-this man who-she had to know this guy. Their touching was too familiar, too intimate for this to be their first meeting. She had her tongue down his throat, their kisses passionate, full, deep, and lingering.

Tim could feel his anger and humiliation boiling up inside him as he watched her squirm, pushing back against her lover’s fingers as they penetrated her asshole. The man on the screen had his other hand on her breasts now, feeling them; weighing them, bouncing them. he was pinching her nipples through the thin material of her blouse, undoing her top button by button until it was open and her perfect tits came into view.

Now his finger was searching lower, gently reaching for the moist darkness between her legs. This strange man was fingering Sars and she was letting him! Enjoying it, pushing herself against him, crushing her pussy against his pants, all thoughts of Tim and of the camera forgotten, she had given herself over totally to the ecstasy of his fingers in her pussy; his lips on her nipple.

In one fluid motion, he stood, holding her effortlessly against him as though she weighed nothing, he tore off her pants and, pulling down his own, carried her out of the screen and down the hall, past the guest bedroom, to the bedroom Tim shared with Sars. Tim could hear the muffled sounds of her giggles and the low, deep rumble of the man’s voice in the corridor as they entered the room and, before he knew it, she was moaning and sighing.

He swore he could hear the sound of the bed creaking, and the occasional bass sound of the man’s voice saying something as their evident love-making gained pace. Tim was miserable as he rolled over onto his stomach and began humping into his pants, against the bare mattress on the floor as he listened to his girlfriend getting fucked in the next room, her gasps and sighs coming to him with increasing volume as the bull buried his enormous cock in her sopping wet pussy over and over again, slamming against her cunt, her clit.

Suddenly the television screen flickered to life once more and Tim could see a view of the bedroom. She had evidently somehow switched the feed over, and was looking straight at the camera, a wicked smile on her face. The stranger was behind her and she was on her stomach, ass in the air, one arm stretched out in front of her on the bed while the other snaked beneath her to play feverishly with her clit. He gripped her by the hips and pounded her mercilessly from behind as she lost interest in the camera once more, swept away by the sensations of her lover’s thrusts.

Tim ground his cock against the mattress beneath him and watched as Sars was violated, taken completely by the stranger in his bed, his body tingling with shame and arousal as he bucked and bucked, mashing his little cock repeatedly beneath him. His girlfriend’s face was awash with ecstasy and delight, the stranger had his thumb buried in her ass and she was bucking against him with utter abandon as her orgasm hit her like a truck. Her cries were clearly audible in the miserable guest room where Tim fucked himself against the shabby mattress and watched as the stranger gripped her even more tightly, pulling himself all the way into her pussy and holding her by the hips as he bucked and bucked and grunted and moaned, the deep sounds of his bass voice signalling his own orgasm, deep inside her sopping pussy, he rode her as his movements gradually lost their pace and he finally dropped onto the bed to lie beside her, their faces radiant with satisfaction and sweat.

Tim gave a little gasp as his own cock started to spew into his pants and then he lay, covered in his own shame and exhaustion, watching the pair of lovers eventually, fall asleep. He watched for a long time before he, too, drifted off to sleep, dreams of Sars playing in his mind.

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Being hard up for money can make people do desperate and frightening things. I was in need a couple of months ago and decided to find a way to make some fast cash. My girlfriend told me she knew to somebody who wanted a mistress for his wife and himself to share. The man (I later knew as Steve) was willing to give $500 to a woman who had no limits but yet she had to be innocent. I might not be innocent, but I’m naïve sometimes and decided to go along with the deal. My friend told me when Steve would call and pick me up downtown. I was supposed to wear no panties or bra. He also told me to wear a lot of makeup and trim my “bush” as he called it. I wore a white lace off shoulder blouse and black mini. Steve seemed please and took me for a ride around town and then out to eat. I thought this won’t be that bad, since he was nice looking and kept me at ease. He did stare at my chest a lot, though. “Where is your wife? I thought she was part of this whole thing. Not that I’d mind being alone with you,” I said. Steve smiled and said,”Oh, she’s waiting at home for us. I’m going to have you two take a bath together and get all clean!” with that he finished his apple pie and we left for his home.

When we get to his house, his wife is waiting and mad!! She’s pretty with dark hair and skin (unlike my fair skin and auburn hair) and has only a teddy on. Ruth tells Steve to “Take your whore in Escort Bayan the bedroom and fuck her, then!!” She then walks up and lifts up my skirt and looks at my trimmed little bush and fingers it. I just stand there as Steve watches her inspect me. Ruth pushes me backwards so I fall on the couch. I feel her pulling my skirt down and she spread my legs wide open. She smiles and pushes two fingers inside my pussy really hard and puts her thumb on my clit. I cry out a little and Ruth says, “Oh look at her little button” and then, “she had better cum when I eat this little pussy”. I felt really violated as Steve (whom I had trusted) watched and kept a straight face.

Ruth then grabbed my hair and pulled me up and told me to strip. As I undressed she watched my big breasts fall out of my shirt and grabbed my nipples hard. “You’re a skinny bitch whore” and started pushing me by my hair into the bedroom. Steve was getting undressed in the bedroom and had at least an 8-inch cock. Ruth put me on my back and started to lick my pussy. She told me to cum and stuck her finger in my ass. I was totally shocked as she pushed another finger in. Ruth was being rough and then she got mad, “She needs to shit!” showing her finger to Steve. She got up and went into the bathroom. I heard the water running and figured it was time for our bath. Steve jumped up and turned me over and rubbed Bayan Escort his cock against my ass. I felt him spread my cheeks and push against my hole. He pushed until he forced it inside my ass. I knew I had to go bathroom but he didn’t care as he pumped his cock in and out of my ass. I could feel my asshole being spread wide open and moaned, “Ouch! Oh, oh god, “ as I felt my shit starting to come out. He pulled out his cock and told me to finish going. I said,”No, I need to go into the bathroom” and Ruth came out with rubber gloves and a disposable enema. She told me to bend over and saw the shit on us both. Mad again, she gave me my enema and told me to hold it. Then she put Steve’s cock in my mouth and told me to clean it. He loved every minute of it and finally as I cried to go, Ruth and Steve let me go release my enema.

As I finished going, Ruth told me to get into the large garden tub. It felt nice to be inside the warm water with bubbles. She also got in and washed my back and held my breasts. I could feel myself relaxing and until she started to eat my pussy from behind. She sucked and licked my clit while she fingered my asshole. I finally came and she sucked all my juices. I was feeling pretty ashamed when Steven got into the tub and Ruth jumped out. He then put his cock into my pussy and fucked me in the bathtub. After about an hour, my pussy was sore. I Escort could feel his thumb going into my asshole as he pumped my pussy. “Ouch my pussy hurts,” I cry and Steve finally cums. He hands me a towel and I get out and dry off. I am visibly shaking and need some rest badly. They tell me to lie down and take a nap. Shortly after I fell asleep, I awake to Steve fucking Ruth and she is screaming and crying, as she has an orgasm she finally shuts up. I pretend to be asleep but Steven sees I’m awake and tells me to get my clothes on. “I’m taking you home”.

After we go into the car, Steve drove out into the country and stopped. He unzips his pants and tells me to suck his cock. It smelled like pussy and ass and he kept forcing my head down while I gagged. All of a sudden, he stopped and pushed me backwards and lifted my skirt. He spread my legs and rolled me over. I knew he was going to fuck my ass again. I cried as it burned and stung, “Oh, please stop! Oww!” I was crying and screaming but he just kept fucking me. I started to wet myself and stopped, then started again. The hot pee ran down my legs and Steve grabbed my pussy from the front and rubbed my clit. “You’re just a little girl!! You’re a nasty whore!” and finally he came in my ass. I was sobbing by then and he told me to clean up and he drove me home.

Outside my house he handed me the $500 and said, “We can do this again, right? “ And I say, ”Yeah, um okay, call me” and ran into my house with my wetness, feeling raped, humiliated and sore. I undress and curl up in my bed as my stomach begins to hurt. Part of me enjoyed what happened and I need to think about it now.

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My name is James and I’ve been married to the same wonderful woman for the last 30 years. Usually when making love, we share our fantasies or tell each other little secrets about our sex lives before we met. Lately she’s been wanting to know if I’d ever had sex with another guy. I’ve avoided telling her the truth so far, I just don’t know how she’d take it. I did decide to try and put my experience on paper, maybe I’ll let her read it.

Growing up I was considered a late bloomer; sexually. During High School while my friends were dating and petting; I was at home fantasizing and jerking off to pictures of scantily clad woman in bathing suits. I was painfully shy. By the time I moved into my college dorm the only women’s bodies I’d seen were in magazines. And only a few of the magazines showed the woman’s breasts and nothing else.

The first couple of weeks at the dorm were pretty boring; class hadn’t started so there wasn’t much to do. I started exploring the campus and discovered the student center had pool tables. I love to play pool, so I started hanging out there. After a couple of weeks I meet this guy named Ray. He was an excellent pool player and for some reason took me under his wing and started to teach me how to improve my game.

Ray was the a-typical Yankee, obnoxious to a fault, but still likable. He reminded me of a “Hells Angel” type: big frame, muscular, mean looking. We got to be friends, but he was definitely the alpha male. Over the next 4 weeks we played, talked a lot, got to be friends and ended up joining an 8 ball tournament together. The tournament was to last for 8 weeks and we played every Friday night. After the game, we got into the habit of ordering pizza at his place and drinking a few beers. One particular Friday night changed my life forever.

We were both BSing about the game, drinking beers and snacking on pizza. He said one of friends had sent him a porno flick and wanted to know if I’d be interested in seeing it. I said sure and helped him drag out the film projector. He retrieved the film and I feed it through the projector and started it up.

The film opened showing this good looking woman sitting at a desk in an office. The intercom comes on and her boss pages her into his office. As soon as she closes his office door behind her, she starts taking off all her clothes while walking around to the back of his desk. She had an incredible body, slim waist, nice round tits and full pouty lips. She walks over to her boss who had pushed himself out from his desk. He swings his legs out and toward her. She kneels and spreads his legs so she can get close to him. She then unzips his pants and pulls out a monster cock and starts stroking it. Then she starts licking and sucking all over his cock. I’m getting so turned on I’m about to cum in my own pants. I’ve never seen anything like it before. My dick was leaking pre cum and I was so hard it hurt to be trapped in my jeans.

I came out of my fog long enough to vaguely here Ray say something. I turned to asked him what he said and my jaw dropped. He had his pants unzipped and pulled down, he was playing with himself; jacking off. I couldn’t say anything; I just stared as his hand pumped the biggest cock I’d ever seen. Outside of gym class in high school it was the only cock I’d ever seen.

Ray saw me staring and said, “What’s the matter, you never saw a man jack off before.”

“No,” I told him sheepishly.

He looked over at me, and said, “Maybe you could use some relief too,” as he pointed to the tent in my jeans. “So you know what a circle jerk is.”

My mind was swimming at this point. Ray was sitting in his chair talking to me very nonchalantly as he continued Escort Bayan to stroke his cock. All I could get out was, “What’s a circle jerk.”

Ray chuckled and said, “You really don’t know anything, do you. I got some buddies back home; we’d get together about once a month and jack off. We’d sit around, drink beer and stroke our cock to a film like this; that’s a circle jerk. Of course, there is one variation. We had this new guy move into the neighborhood. When he found out what we were doing, he wanted to join too. We let him, on one condition; he would have to jack us all off while we watched the movie and drank beer.”

I was shocked, “One guy jacked off the whole group.”

“Yep, he sure did and he was good. Go ahead and whip it out, do a little jackin it’ll make you feel better.”

I was a little nervous but said, “ok,” and started to disrobe. Just as my underwear was down around my knees I heard Ray laughing and I looked at him.

He pointed at my dick with a chuckle and said, “What’s that little thing.” I turned 5 shades of red. He said, “No wonder you don’t know much about sex, having a little thing like that. Now look at this, this is a man’s dick, this is a real man’s dick,” as he pointed to his own. His cock was huge, he was 7.5 to 8 inches and thick; I could barely make 5.5 inches.

In a demanding voice he said, “Remember the story I told you about circle jerks, well I’ve decided you’re the new guy, the pivot man. Now get over here and I’ll let you see what it feels like to jack off a real man’s cock.” I’ve never been ashamed and so embarrassed in my life, but my cock was hard as a rock. I tugged my pants up and walked over to his chair, he spread his legs and pointed to the floor said, “Sit.”

I sat down between his legs and stared at his huge cock for a long time. He said, “Come on what are you waiting for, grab it.” I was in shock, I couldn’t believe I was in this situation, but I reached out and took hold of his cock. It was slightly warm to the touch and velvety soft yet it was a hard as a rock. I was mesmerized by the way my hand slid up and down as I pumped his large cock.

I heard him say, “faster,” and I increased the speed of my pumping. I remembered the secretary on the film had also been massaging the guy balls, so with my other hand I reached out and cradled his balls and gently rubbed them. “Stop, I’ve got to go take a leak. When I tell you to, finish getting undressed and get us couple of beers, understand.” He stood up, squeezing between me and the chair, dragging his cock across my face. It was wet and left a sticky smear on my check. He said, “Ok, finish up and I’ll be back in a minute.”

I was so humiliated but so turned on that I had already cum once without touching myself and I was getting close to a second one. I just kept thinking about his large cock in my hand over and over. After a minute I decided I better do what he said so I finished getting undressed, cleaned up the mess from my orgasm and went and got two cold beers.

When I got back Ray was sitting in his chair, naked from the waist down and had brought a black bag with him. He said, “Come here.” So I walked over and handed him a beer, I put mine on the table. He reached out and tweaked my penis, “Wow, it’s so small it looks like a little girl’s clit.” God, I was so embarrassed, I wanted to hide. “I can tell your enjoying yourself aren’t you?”

“I, I don’t know,” was all I could get out.

“Well your little clit tells me you are very turned on,” he told me flatly. “Now sit,” and he pointed to the floor between his legs again. I started to object, but he got angry so I sat between his legs again. “Stroke it,” Bayan Escort he instructed, so I began again. After a few minutes a small drop of liquid formed on the tip of his cock. I was studying it intently when I heard in a very sarcastic voice, “You like stroking my cock don’t you, you like a real man’s cock.” Then he bent over and grabbed the back of my head with both his hands as he guided my face towards his cock.

I pulled back a little and said, “Wait, what do you want.”

“I want you to suck my cock with those sweet pussy lips of yours.” I was stunned. I looked at my hound pumping his cock, not really sure if I wanted to do this. Finally I decided it wouldn’t hurt to try. I stopped pumping his cock for just a second, and moved it to my lips. I gave the tip of his swollen cock a quick lick and wiped away the pre cum with my tongue. The pre-cum tasted slightly salty and was a little slimy in my mouth but it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.

Ray cleared his throat as to say, get the show on the road. I moved his cock back to my mouth and gently sucked on the tip. After a few minutes, I had my eyes closed and was gently working the head of his cock with my mouth. Suddenly, I saw a bright flash. I looked up; Ray was taking my picture again with a camera he had pulled out of the black bag. He said, “Just so you don’t go spreading rumors about this, now finish sucking me,” as he pointed to the two developing Polaroid’s.

I went back to work his cock. The taste of his pre cum becoming stronger. With one hand I was jacking him and my mouth and tongue I was making love to his cock . I tried to remember everything the girl had done on the video. After a few minutes I felt his legs close on the back of my head. My head was pinned as he started to pump his cock in and out of my mouth. Finally he shoved his cock down my throat as far as he could get it; then I felt his cock swell even larger, then suddenly he spewed into my mouth. It shocked me a first but I recovered and swallowed as much as I could. It didn’t taste too bad, a little slimy with a peppery after taste. I continued to suck his cock until it was limp and completely drained. I looked up a Ray and saw he was totally drained.

I got up and picked up my underwear and I heard Ray say, “Not yet, pussy boy come here.” I thought now what, so I walked back over to him and he pointed to my dick and told me I hadn’t finished yet.

“Stand there and play with your clit, pussy boy, I may want to see you cum.” I was so embarrassed, yet here was this man telling me to do just that and what was crazier was I was going to do it. I stood there and jacked off in front of him while he made lewd, condescending remarks about my “little” dick and me being his “cum slut whore.” After a few minutes. all the nasty talk finally had its effect and I could feel my orgasm building.

He was watching me closely, then said “You about to cum, pussy boy.”

“Yes, I’m very close,” I breathed.

“Good, stop what your doing,” he said almost laughing.

I looked up in shock and said, “Stop, now?”

“Yes, stop now. Stop jacking off,” he demanded. I took my hand off my throbbing dick. “Now get dressed and go home. And don’t jerk off, if you do you’ll be in trouble.”

On my way home my mind was spinning with what had just gone on. I had seen my first porno flick, first on screen blow job, jacked and blew my first cock and ate my first cum. What a night, it was just too much to think about right then.

Ray and I got together at school over the next couple of days like we usually do. He didn’t mention anything about Friday night and neither did I. I had thought about several Escort times since, but still hadn’t made up my mind about it. It was so nasty, yet it really turned me on.

Wednesday, Ray invited my over for a few beers after pool practice. I didn’t have to study so I said OK. After class I hoofed it over to Rays, he let me in and told me to get a couple of beers. He said he was working on something in the bedroom. I got the beers out of the fridge and went back into his bedroom.

When I turned the corner, my jaw must have dropped a foot. He was sitting in his easy chair completely naked with a giant hard on. After I recovered, I walked in and set the beers on the night stand and took a seat on his bed. I said, “What’s going on, you don’t have any clothes on.”

He said, “I know, and in a few minutes you are going to turn back into my little cum slut. You are going to do whatever I say, whenever I say it and if you don’t, you know what’s going to happen?”

I shook my head no.

He pulled out the two photo’s he’d taken of me; one was a picture of me with my tongue licking the top of his cock and the other with me stroking his cock and face directly behind it. He said, “You’ll notice that only your face appears in the photos and that could be anybodies cock. So if you don’t do exactly as I tell you, I’ll post these on the bulletin board in the student center. Would you like that?”

I looked at the floor and shook my head no again.

“Good, now before I tell you the rules you will have to obey, you will need to get into your new uniform. Whenever you enter my house you will strip naked at the door. As my personal cock slave you are to wear no clothes. So go take all your clothes off and leave them by the front door, then come back here.” I was stunned and in shock, but I went to the front door and left all my clothes in a pile then returned to the bedroom. He handed me a small leather contraption, which had a leash attached to it. He said, “Put it on,” in a demanding voice. I looked at it but couldn’t figure it out, so he instructed me it fit on my dick and balls. After a few minutes of struggling I finally got it on and handed him the leash.

“Your not doing to bad,” he leared. “This is your uniform while your in my house.” He took the leash and gave it a tug. The tug caused the cage around my cock and balls to tighten and caused me discomfort and learhed forward towards him.

“Good, very good,” he said. “Now here are the rules: First, you will always be in uniform in my house. Second, you are not to cum unless I tell you can. I will know if you have. Finally, you will always do as I tell you. If I bring home friends and tell you to service them, then you do whatever it takes to please them. Those are all the rules; they are simple but must be followed to the letter. Do you understand them and understand what will happen if you don’t follow them.”

I shook my head yes.

“Great, now get over hear and suck my cock.” I hesitated for just a second and he gave the leash a hard tug. It hurt so I moved in between his legs and dropped to my knees. I grabbed his large cock with my hand and started to stroke it. I moved my mouth over his cock head and engulfed the head with my mouth. Then I heard, “Hey, Pussy boy, no hands.”

I quickly took my hands off his shaft and continue to make love to his cock with my mouth. After 10 minutes his breathing turned ragged and I felt his cock swell and he shot his load into my waiting mouth. Ray said, “Not bad, pussy boy, but you do need some practice. For the next week I want you here every day after class learning to suck my cock.”

Needless to say I was hooked. When I wasn’t in class or asleep I was over at Ray’s with his cock in my mouth. Ray stayed at school another 9 months but eventually had to return home. We kept in touch for a few years then finally lost touch all together. I still think of him on occasion and all the fun we had together.

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This account contains references to scat/shit eating and if this subject offends you please do not read it.

Chapter 1

I had previously written a story for this web site under the name of “Hylyfe”; the story was entitled “Yellow and Brown” and detailed my desire to be a human toilet. It described the path I took to achieve the fulfilment of my perverted desires and it described in detail the thrill of being a toilet for a discerning mistress.

Having enjoyed that experience so much I elected to repeat it and once again and wonderful time was had. I had dressed and was ready to leave but mistress A seemed to want to talk. To put her at ease I thanked her for the session and told her that she was fantastic at handling what must be a very difficult task. She sat down and invited me to sit across from her and the following conversation ensued.

“You really like doing this don’t you?”

“Well, I don’t like to it but I like to be made to do it. I like to make the ultimate sacrifice to a woman. I like to sink to the lowest depths possible to show how subservient I am to women. Being a toilet is the most degrading thing I can do and this gives me extreme pleasure.”

“Ok,” she replied “But what if you wife were to find out?”

“Can’t happen I’m afraid. My wife passed away a year ago and now I’m all on my lonesome. No wife, no family and very few friends.”

Mistress A continued, “Stop me if you don’t like what you hear, but how would you feel about being a full time toilet for someone?

I’ve got friends who need someone to fill this role. Very, very dominant women who want to abuse and humiliate men.

Women who show no mercy; women who treat men as dirt; women who don’t give a toss about your welfare.”

I considered for a while; it seemed too good to be true; there had to be a catch. How come this could be offered for free when I was paying good money to do it with mistress A. I formulated the obvious question. “For free? How can it be free?”

“Free! Oh no. No, no, it’s not free. Here’s the deal: You pay me £1,000 for the introduction and then you negotiate a price with the lady in question. I think you’re looking at another £10,000. This is serious stuff.” She held me with a steely glare. “This is no game; you enter into service; you have no other purpose in life and you serve till the end.”

Realisation slowly began to dawn. I hardly dared ask the question. “Till the end? Do you mean for the rest of my life? Is that possible?”

She relaxed back into the chair; it seemed she was in total control. “Listen. Some men are destined to serve; the fact that you are still sitting there proves you fall into this category. Any normal person would’ve walked out of here before now; the fact that you’re still here proves you’re interested. Face up to it, you’re hooked; hook, line and sinker.”

I contemplated her words and knew that she was right. I knew beyond a doubt that this was utter stupidity; I knew that I had to be mad to be even contemplating this outrageous action.

With a rapidly beating heart and a shaky voice I asked; “What do I have to do?”

“Be here tomorrow with the 1k. That’s it; now go.”

Chapter 2

Tomorrow came and I found myself at her door. I rang the bell and was ushered in by Mistress A. No small talk, no conversation, just “Where’s the money?”

I handed over a sheaf of notes. Mistress A disappeared into the back room and I was left on my own; but not for long; within two minutes I was joined by a third party. She had to be nearing forty years old, she had a perfect figure and was dressed like a member of the English aristocracy. Every inch of her screamed dominatrix; the sight of her made me want to drop to my knees and beg to serve.

She sat at the table and invited me to sit opposite her. “Name,” she demanded.

“Paul,” I answered with a shake and tremble in my voice, then thinking that I should show some respect I quickly added, “Paul Ma’am.”

“To be honest Paul you don’t look good enough to be my toilet. Tell me why you should be allowed the privilege.”

“Ma’am I’ve led a normal decent life; I had a wife and a family but now I’ve lost them. I’m on my own. I held a decent job in a responsible position and people respected me. I took early retirement when I reached 60 back in January and financially I’m solvent.

All my life I have had dark thoughts about being used. In the last year I have visited Mistress A twice and been used by her. I know now that I was put on this earth to serve womankind. Mistress A will confirm that I can do the job. No wimping out; no complaining; no second thoughts. I was put on this earth to be abused and used by goddesses like you Ma’am.”

“Ok Paul; just a little test for you.” She turns towards the door and calls “Abigail!”

The door opens and Mistress A enters holding a plate; as she puts it on the table in front of me I see that resting on the plate is a big fat turd. It’s still steaming and beside it is a spoon. The smell rises and assails my nostrils. I make no move but look towards my prospective Escort Bayan tormentor and wait for her instructions.

“Go ahead Paul; show me you can do it. Show me you were made to eat shit.”

I take up the spoon and cut into the corner of the offering. I make sure there is a sizeable piece on my spoon slowly I raise it to my lips and whilst looking my tormentor in the eye I insert the still warm shit into my mouth. Slowly I chew, allowing the evil taste to permeate my entire mouth. I savour the texture; I use my tongue to move it round my mouth, to push it between my teeth and to explore the traces of undigested food. Now I swallow the awful stuff. A wave of nausea passes over me but I manage to control the urge to wretch. I must impress.

I abandon the spoon and lift the plate to my lips; I open my mouth and tilt the plate; the rest of the offering, a good six inches, slides down the plate and passes over my bottom lip and into my waiting mouth, I close my lips on it. I close my eyes and with a concentrated effort I swallow the whole thing. I return the plate to the table and cast my eyes down waiting for some comment.

“Hmm; you pass! Now pop this plastic bag over your head; I don’t want to ever see your face again unless it’s at the bottom of my toilet. These are my terms; they are non negotiable and you take them or leave them.

One. You sign a disclaimer. It states exactly what you will be doing and declares that you do it of your own accord.

Two: you pay me £10,000 within one week from now.

Three: you sort all your affairs out within the next four weeks.

Four; you report to me 28 days from now; you bring a small holdall with whatever you need.

Five: You agree that I can do as I wish with you and you agree that I can dispose of you as I wish in the event that you die.

You have five minutes now to think it through.”

I tried to think but it was difficult. Shit still lined my mouth and throat; my cock was rock hard and I knew that in this state rational thinking was not an option. The five minutes flew by and my mind was in turmoil. Before I was ready the question came.

“Well, what’s your answer?”

As if from afar I heard myself answer, “Yes I accept your conditions Ma’am.”

It was madness; I was signing my life away; How long would I last; how long could I last? Weeks, months, years? I had no way of knowing. I signed a disclaimer, I signed a contract, I committed myself to undoubted physical and mental torture. I was given contact details and then dismissed. I was on the road to a purgatory at all of my own choice.

Chapter 3

Twenty eight days had passed and I had complied with all the details of my instructions. The 10 k had been handed over, my affairs were all in order and I had no ties to bind me to my former life. I was ready to embark on my new calling; I was ready to be a human toilet.

I had packed a couple of t-shirts, some casual slacks, slippers and various other items of clothing. Thinking that life might be boring and being the wanker I am I also packed a ball crusher, a set of sounds, a tens device and a big lifelike dildo. These were my favourite wanking toys.

The time was now; this was the hour; my fate would be sealed in a few seconds. I knocked on the door of the big mansion house. As footsteps approached the door I slipped the plastic bag over my head, mindful of what I had been told. The door opened, no words were spoken; I was ushered in.

I could see nothing through the bag but I was led through the house; after a couple of twisting corridors a pair of hands were placed on my shoulders and I was guided into a room. My bag was pushed through behind me and I heard the clang of a heavy metal door being closed. I then heard the unmistakeable sound of a padlock being snapped shut.

After five minutes a voice sounded through some speakers.

“Do as you want, look around; get used to your new surroundings. I’ll talk to you again soon.”

Slowly I removed the bag from my head and took in my surroundings. I was in a single room with the one metal door; the door with the padlock that had sealed my fate. Clearly I had no access to the padlock and with a sinking feeling I realised that I no longer had control of my eventual fate. Choice was no longer my companion!

I took stock of my surroundings. A mattress on the floor with a duvet, an arm chair, a small table with an accompanying chair, TV, DVD player, rows of books and dvd’s. CD’s by the score and a stack of old magazines. There was a kitchenette area with all the necessary items to make hot drinks and simple food preparation equipment.

One thing puzzled me; there was a trap door in the floor on one side of the room and I could hear running water below it.

One thing excited me; an alcove in one of the walls. It was 12 inches square and 18 inches deep. At right angles to it was a bench and it was immediately obvious that if I lay on the bench I could place my head in the alcove. With my cock straining to burst out of my trousers I lay on the bench Bayan Escort and slid along it so my head was in the alcove; joy of joy there was the underside of a toilet seat in the ceiling. I fondled my cock and imagined the thrills to come.

Suddenly a voice rang out. “Listen to me carefully boy. If I need to use the toilet a bell will ring; you have one minute to get into place. You will eat or drink everything that is put into your mouth. I have a surveillance cam and can see what you are doing. As long as you are a good boy you can submit a list to me every day though the serving hatch and I will get you anything you need within reason. If you choose not to be a good boy you don’t get to submit a list; so the choice is yours. Needless to say I have friends and visitors and you will service them all. Don’t forget that a toilet has multiple uses.

There is only one way out of here and it’s under the trap door. If you open it you will see a well; it’s 25 mtrs deep and there are rungs to allow you to climb down. You can go whenever you wish. Twelve men have left here, some dead, some close to death, some very much alive. None of them have ever been heard of again. No bodies have ever turned up. It may be an escape route but who knows. I am led to believe that it is an underground river that leads to a sink hole. I don’t know; I don’t care.”

Chapter 4

I started to unpack my pathetic belongings but straight away a bell sounded. I scooted over to the bench and got into position. I stared up at the toilet seat and waited in anticipation. I rubbed my cock but took care not to climax at this stage. There was movement above; the seat cover was lifted and looking down at me was the goddess I been contracted to.

She spoke. “You will call me Ma’am, I’ll call you bastard; any other women you will also call ma’am and in the unlikely event of a man using you, you will call him sir. Now open you mouth bastard!”

As ordered I opened my mouth; my goddess turned and sat on the toilet seat. The light was blocked and it was difficult to see but to my delight she flicked a switch and my cubby hole was illuminated. There was her arsehole in all it’s full glory but closer to my face still was her pee hole and after a few seconds a warm gush of piss hit my face and mouth. It was messy and seemed to go all over the place; most of it though went into my mouth and I was treated to the divine taste of lady pee. I swallowed, I drank, I enjoyed but oh no! I spunked into my pants. What a Stupid boy I was. Now I prayed that this time she only wanted a pee but she made no effort to move. Robbed of my erect penus and now having spunked my head became clearer. Oh my god I thought, she’s going to shit into my mouth; am I ready, can I do this?

I stared up at the anus above me; I was enthralled and mesmerised. It started to move; it pushed outwards and then retracted again. It pushed outwards again and then without warning a viscous fart broke loose; the foul air washed across my face and the stink of it caused an involuntary intake of breath on my part. The smell was vile and a wave of nausea passed over me but at the same time I could feel my cock harden again. I wanted her shit; every fibre of my being demanded that I be allowed to eat her shit but it wasn’t to be this time; she stood up dropped the toilet seat and departed without even a glance back at me. I lay there for a while and savoured the taste of her pee as it lingered in my mouth and throat.

After a while I returned to my unpacking and when that was finished I poked around in the one room apartment to see what was what. The DVD’s were all porn, mostly BDSM and other perversions, quite a few ts/tv themed films and a couple of straight hetro porn. I selected “Tv’s in torment” and popped it in the player. I spent an hour gently wanking as I watched cock sucking tv’s being tormented and screwed. I always had a secret desire to make out with a tv and fantasised about what it would be like to suck cock.

Chapter 5

Two hours later and the bell tolled for me again. I quickly took up my position and waited expectantly. The seat was raised and a new face stared down at me. The face got closer till it was just inches from mine.

“Hello fucker. You must be the new toilet.” The smell of alcohol was intense and I realised straight away that the young lady was drunk. She continued. “I’m madams little dyke. She uses me sometimes but mostly I just sit around and get drunk. I’m drunk now; that’s why I’m here. I might have drunk too much cos I’m feeling a bit sick.”

This is not something I had bargained for but in for a penny in for a pound. I kept my mouth wide open and waited to see what might transpire. Suddenly she convulsed and a fountain of puke shot forth, a lot went over my face but a lot more went straight into my mouth. This was really vile stuff; I swallowed and then started gagging. She instantly put the palm of her hand over my mouth and said, “Not allowed to be sick fucker. Keep it down.” I controlled my self and did indeed keep it down. “Fucker,” she said, “You can call me Escort Lucy. Now I’ve got some stinking shit for you. She turned and sat on the toilet. She instantly pissed but it went all over the place; I drank what I could then got ready for the main course. In no time at all her arse opened and without ceremony she dumped on me. It was loose and came out in several spurts, I saw nothing because with the first spurt some of it went into my eyes. I just gulped down what I could and the rest ran over my face. She used toilet paper to wipe her arse and politely popped this into my mouth. I chewed and ate it with relish. She stood; she slammed the toilet seat down and left.

I got up and looked back into my little alcove; there was a good mixture of piss, shit and puke. I leant forward and slowly licked it all up; at the same time I wanked; with the last lick I allowed myself to climax. Oh boy what a mess! More licking and cleaning to do!

Immediately the bell rang again and I got into position; this time it was my godess; I lay still in anticipation. She had the usual pee and then she got ready to shit. I watched as her anus expanded and contracted and then I saw the start of something brown begin to emerge. It made two appearances before it had enough momentum to come out into the world. It was big, fat and solid. My godess squeezed it off at about four inches and assisted by gravity it fell straight into my open mouth.

I chewed it for a minute and enjoyed the vile taste. I swallowed and swallowed again and now I was ready for more. Ma’am was very obliging and took it very steady allowing me to savour each exquisite offering. I wanted to be a good toilet, I wanted to be the best. Not a drop of shit was missed, I ate the lot and just so she didn’t have to see or smell her shit I licked my lips clean so not a trace was left. She left with no word.

To date this was the only time I had to eat puke as well as shit and piss but there were a few special events that are worthy of note.

Chapter 6

Two weeks into my duties and my goddess made her early morning visit; I straight away noticed the thin ribbon hanging from her vagina. It caused a surge of excitement within me but first the morning pee had to be dealt with; as with most early morning pees it was acrid and strong and particularly delighted me. Having finished the pee my goddess reached down and gently removed the tampon; as she lowered it towards me I used my tongue to guide it into my mouth. She stood up and watched for a while as I sucked and chewed and then left me to my devices. I ducked back into my room and continued to chew and suck; there was a strong metallic taste for a while but soon the flavour diminished. I found that if I used the scissors to cut it into small pieces I could happily eat it.

Another time Madam’s little dyke came in; she was obviously suffering from a severe cold as her nose seemed to be blocked; she used a paper handkerchief to have a good blow and ended with a mucus filled tissue. She showed me the result and it was a green and yellow nightmare; she wiped the tissue over my face making sure that lots of the vile mixture went over my lips and up my nose; she said she wanted to share her cold then she watched as I chewed and swallowed the soggy mess. Her cold lasted for a week and I was subjected to this treatment every few hours. I did get the cold eventually and this seemed to please her.

I’m not sure what was happening in the house but a couple of times a week Madam’s little dyke would come in with a bag of used condoms, usually about nine or ten. As a toilet of course it was my job to accept used condoms but to aid digestion they were first turned inside out and the contents tipped into my mouth and then the Madam’s dyke cut them into small pieces with the scissors before dropping them into my waiting open mouth. I liked eating the spunk and fantasised that I had actually sucked the cocks that produced the cum.

Once I took a day off and did not answer the call of the bell. Because I was frightened of the consequences of a dirty toilet I cleared the mess away after each time they visited. The next day no food, medicine or drinks were passed to me. I figured I had better get back to my toilet duties in order to maintain the supply of antibiotics and food.

During this day off I took a serious look beneath the trap door. I climbed in and used the rungs that were inset in the wall to aid my descent to the bottom of the pit. The sound or rushing water came ever closer and when I reached the last rung I could clearly see the rushing water below me. It seemed to be clear and fresh and I imagined that it must join a river or stream somewhere. Was it a death trap or was it freedom? I climbed back to my room and my toilet duties.

Chapter 7

Now I’m back in real time and it’s been 42 days since my arrival here. I seem to be getting progressively weaker as the days pass and I frequently suffer from all sorts of illness. There is no relief and no sympathy and I am contemplating a bid for freedom. My goddess has encouraged me to write this account and has promised to submit it for publication after my demise. Needless to say there can be no more submissions from Hylyfe after this one. I wonder why she is so keen for my story to be told. I think it’s an attempt to recruit new service providers.

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It was a warm spring day. I had taken the day off from work to do a little much needed yard work. I was dressed in my usual goofing around attire which consisted of a t-shirt and some old cut-off jeans that, to tell the truth, should have been thrown away long before now. They had several holes in the upper leg area and, at times, I could feel the air on my cock as I worked. I didn’t worry too much about it though as my neighbors on both sides had left for work and on the other side of the road we bordered on a nice strip of woods.

As I was cleaning around the flowerbeds, I could have sworn that I heard someone crying softly from my neighbors’ yard. I stopped working, listened and, sure enough, I heard it again. I stood and walked over to the privacy fence and looked between the slats into their backyard. It was my neighbor’s wife, Donna, sitting in a yard chair with her face in her hands crying. I wondered if perhaps I should call out to her and ask what was wrong but hesitated because, even though we spoke as neighbors do, we had never been very social to each other. Her husband traveled quite a lot for business and was just home for the weekends.

She was an attractive woman, probably in her early forties with shoulder length dark brown hair. Her figure was still quite good with what appeared to be nice breasts and a narrow waist along with a very shapely butt. Today she was wearing a loose fitting housecoat and she still had her house shoes on.

As I was debating with myself, she stopped crying and removed her hands from her face and sat back in the chair. As she did, the housecoat opened at the top and I could see the soft swelling of her breasts on either side. She leaned her head back and appeared to be staring at the sky for a few moments. One of her hands slowly came up and absently started to touch her left breast, rubbing in small circles towards her nipple. As she was doing this she crossed her legs at her ankles and started to rock her hips slowly back and forth in her chair. I just stood there quietly staring. I did look around to make sure that there was no one else around that might wonder what I found so interesting at the fence, but I saw no one.

When I looked once again, she had almost completely exposed her breast and was tugging on her nipple. It was hard and swollen just as my cock was Escort Bayan starting to be too. I heard a sharp intake of breath and she seemed to shudder and then the damndest thing I had ever seen happened. Liquid came from the bottom of her chair making a sizable puddle beneath her. She uncrossed her legs and opened them allowing me to see right up into her very hairy crotch. She was pissing! Right in her chair, she was pissing herself. She sat there a few more minutes then got up and looked down, saw her puddle of piss and smiled to herself. She then closed her robe and walked back into her house.

I didn’t know what the hell to think about what I had just seen but knew I had to move from the fence before she went upstairs and looked out her window. I walked to my back porch and sat down and lit a cigarette. I noticed that my hand was shaking a little and I kind of laughed at myself. “Getting hot and bothered by what you saw, are you?” I said to myself. I glanced back towards her house and saw movement from one of the upstairs windows. I took my last drag off my smoke, tossed it into the flowerbed and got up and walked in my back door. I headed up the stairs and went into my bedroom and looked out the window but found that I couldn’t see directly into her room from there.

I grabbed a pair of binoculars from my closet and went to the spare bedroom and tried there. Bingo! I could see into her room at a diagonal, right towards her bed. She was standing there looking into a mirror with the still wet robe on. She opened a drawer and removed something from it and walked towards her bed. She unfolded it and I saw that it was a cover of some kind. She placed it on top of the bed covers and then took off her robe and dropped it on the floor. I quickly looked through the binoculars and took in all her beauty like I was right next to her. Those tits were wonderful with very little sag and, like I said, a very hairy bush. She once again opened a drawer and removed what looked like a flesh covered tube of some kind and when she tossed it onto the bed I could see that it was a large vibrator.

Placing herself in the middle of the bed she began to rub her tits once again. As her nipples began to become two hard points she raised her legs at the knees allowing me to see her cunt. I could tell that her bush hair Bayan Escort was still wet with piss but the lips had a sheen to them as well. One of her hands came down to her snatch and she parted her cunt lips with two fingers and then slowly began to rub herself up and down her slit. She turned her head and seemed to look in the mirror again as she continued to stroke herself.

By this time my cock was as hard as a rock and I needed to give it some room so I undid my shorts and let them drop to my feet. I reached down, grabbed my cock and began to jack myself at the tempo she was using next door. She reached over, picked up her toy and turned it on. With one hand still rubbing and pulling on her nipples she used the other to place her toy on her well developed clit. I saw her stomach suck in as the pleasure began to wash over her. Slowly, ever so slowly, she started to slide the toy down her cunt till it was poised at her entrance then slid it further down till it stopped at her asshole and then back up again. She did this several times then quickly pushed it into her cunt, made some kind of adjustment to the speed, and let go of it. Her hands returned to her tits and she began to pull and squeeze her tits and nipples very hard. I was stroking myself faster now and a line of sweat had formed on my forehead. I looked down at my cock and saw that pre-cum was leaking out already. Looking back at her I saw that her hips were rocking back and forth as before. I looked at her toy and was amazed to see that it was moving in and out of her with just her cunt muscles gripping and releasing it.

She was still looking in the mirror when I noticed that I could see her eyes and she seemed to be looking right in my direction. I was starting to feel the tightening of my balls leading to a good cum when it dawned on me. If I could see her… she could see me in her mirror! It didn’t matter to me at that time because I was so close to blowing my wad and I just wanted to cum.

I looked at her again and saw her hips bucking up and down and she had both her nipples pulled out as far as she could pull them when, all of a sudden, her toy slid out of her pussy and a strong stream of her cum started flowing out and running down the crack of her ass. She let go of her tits and reached down to her pussy and pulled her labia Escort the same way she did her nipples. Her ass lifted off the bed and she started pissing again. This time it shot all the way to the end of her bed then slowly subsided and just dribbled out of her piss-hole and down her pussy.

I couldn’t stand it one more second and I felt my cock stiffen and my cum boiled out of it in thick white ropes. Each stroke pushed more and more of my cum out. My knees felt weak and I grabbed the window ledge for support. I looked back at her and she had turned around and lay in her piss, starting to rub it all over herself. I could see her cunt in the mirror now and more woman cum was running out of her hole. She rubbed this on herself as well. My cock was still hard which surprised me, and I just stood there watching her.

After finally catching my breath, I returned to my yard chores and resumed weeding the flowerbeds. I was on my hands and knees and intent on getting this done when I noticed a shadow moving towards me. I stopped and turned my head to look over my shoulder and saw that it was my neighbor standing just a few feet away from me.

“Hi,” I said nervously.

“Hi yourself,” she said, moving even closer to me. I turned to the right to rise but she stopped me with a wave of her hand. “No, stay there, please,” she asked.

I looked straight at her midsection and saw that she had another robe on. She was close enough for me to smell her recent arousal and a faint urine odor, not at all unpleasant. I also noticed that the robe was opening as she leaned over a little to speak to me and she was nude beneath it.

I was staring right at her crotch when she said, “I was watching you, as you watched me get myself off. I could see you through my mirror,” she told me, “when you pulled your cock out and started jacking it. I almost came right away but I wanted to wait and see you shoot your cum.” She was breathing faster. “My pussy was, and still is, on fire. Would you care to join me inside and we can watch each other masturbate from a much closer distance?”

Normally, I’m never at a loss of something to say, but at that time I was speechless! I just nodded my head and stood up. She held out her hand towards me and I took it. She turned and started to head back to her home when I asked her, “What were you crying about earlier, in your backyard?”

She just smiled and said, “I wasn’t really crying, I just wanted to be sure to get your attention so you would watch me play with myself. I just get so fucking hot when someone watches me.”

THE END

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This story contains scenes of FEMDOM, BONDAGE/BDSM, CHASTITY, CUCKOLDING, CFNM, BI-SEX, CUM EATING, CROSSDRESSING, PUBLIC, & HUMILIATION. Read at your own peril 🙂 Enjoy!

Chapter 2 – Cum cleanup & shopping humiliation

I sat and watched as Katelyn leaned back on the bed, her legs spread wide, looking up at the five guys as they all started to undress. A couple of the guys looked over at me and grinned as they peeled off their clothes, chuckling at my little cock, caged up and helpless. I noticed how much bigger each of them were than me. Not just how tall and muscled they all were but their dicks were all huge!

Katelyn licked her lips as the first guy stepped up between her outspread legs. He didn’t hesitate at all before slamming his massive cock into her tight little shaved pussy, causing her to arch her back and close her eyes. She moaned loudly as he began thrusting in and out of her, stretching her out each time. I clenched my teeth in frustration as I watched her, breasts bouncing wildly as she was clearly cumming already, her juices leaking out from around his shaft as he fucked her.

After she came again, he pulled out, stroking his cock as his cum shot out, spraying out all over her belly and boobs. She laid back, breathing hard, chest heaving as she was coated with stream after stream of his thick sticky cum. Once he finally finished, he wiped his dick on her belly and stepped back. At which point, Katelyn opened her eyes and looked right at me. She raised a hand and hooked her finger at me “Come clean me off honey”

My mouth dropped open in shock even as I felt myself rising and stepping over beside her. I leaned down slowly, looking at all of the cum on her tight sexy body. There is so much, I thought to myself as I stuck my tongue out, tasting another man’s cum for the first time. I swallowed it down with difficulty as I heard the guys behind and beside me laugh loudly, a couple of them calling me a little slut and cum whore as I licked up more and more cum from Katelyn’s skin. She reached out to grab my hair, holding my head and moving me around her body to lick up more cum. I kept licking and swallowing as I felt her body start to bounce. I glanced over to see the second guy starting to fuck her.

Once I finished cleaning her body, I swallowed the last of the cum down and licked my lips. Katelyn didn’t let go of my head but held it there on her belly right in front of the new guy who had an even larger cock than the first guy. She held me tight, making me watch his cock disappearing into her. I was so close, I could clearly hear the squishy sounds his cock was making in her soaking wet, juicy pussy. As he ravaged her, she moved my head closer and closer until my mouth was right up against his cock! I was basically sucking him while he fucked my girlfriend. It was too much and I felt my own cock pressing against the inside of the chastity cage uncomfortably.

Pretty soon, the new guy pulled out and Katelyn let go of my head so I could sit up, getting out of the way as the stranger started shooting his cum. He came even more than the first guy, his cum spraying all over her entire torso, some of it pooling in her belly button. Katelyn reached up to grab my head again, pulling it down but not to her body as I expected. Instead, she pulled me to the guy’s cock making me lick the last drops from his tip. Only then did she make me clean her body up again. She let go after I started and I didn’t pull away. I had become used to the taste of cum already and licked her body, sucking on her cum-covered nipples as the third guy slid his dick into my girlfriend. His cock was longer than the first two guys but his was thinner and his balls hung lower. I slurped up the puddle of cum from Katelyn’s belly, swallowing it all down and then leaned in to lick the guy’s cock as well as her clit as he fucked her.

“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck!” Katelyn moaned, “Yes! Yes! Oh my god!” She gripped the bed covers tightly, arching her back again and then cried out loudly as her juices squirted out from around the guy’s cock, making a mess on the bed. I licked eagerly, tasting her sweet flavor on his shaft. This time, though he didn’t pull out all the way as his cock twitched, filling her pussy with his cum. I stared wide-eyed as his cock pulsed again and again and again. Eventually, he slowly pulled out and I licked his cock clean. “Clean me out babe” Katelyn said between breaths.

I crawled down between her legs and took a hold of her thighs as I leaned in, smelling her as I opened my mouth. I slid my tongue in her slippery pussy as far as I could reach, pulling out the guy’s cum with my tongue. I started licking her excitedly, tasting both her and him at once and buried my face in her, eating like mad. I swallowed their combined juices down and alternated licking her clit and tongue-fucking her. She held my head against her and moaned again. I took her clit between my lips and sucked it hard, flicking it with my tongue at the same time. This seemed Escort Bayan to have done the trick as her pussy exploded again, spraying my face as she came hard, squirting all over me. I opened my mouth quickly to catch what I could but the fourth guy grabbed me, shoving me out of the way and slamming his thick cock into her orgasming pussy.

Katelyn had one orgasm after the next as this new guy fucked her. His massive cock was almost as long as my arm and as thick as a coke can too. I couldn’t believe that her tight little pussy could take it inside. Her eyes rolled up in her head as his balls slapped against her ass. He only lasted a couple minutes before he grunted, filling her again. “Get in there bitch” he said to me as he pulled out, cum starting to leak from her well-used cunt. I licked up the cum and then went back to eating her out as she squirmed and moaned, still coming down from the massive orgasms she had just experienced. She patted my head and I slowed down, savoring her swollen clit and tasting her sweet juices.

“Your turn Brian” she said to the last guy. I started to move out of the way but felt hands on either side of me grab me and turn me around just as Brian shoved his dick in my mouth. I grunted in surprise, eyes going wide and looking up at him. The rest of the guys all laughed at my misfortune as Brian started to fuck my mouth. He started pushing deeper and deeper until I was nearly gagging. They held me still and I felt Katelyn’s breath on my ear as she whispered “Take that cock baby!” I lost track of time but it felt like I sucked his cock for half an hour before he finally grunted, his cock twitching in my mouth. I felt his first shot of cum hit the back of my throat and almost choked on it. He pulled away, stroking himself as the other two guys continued to hold me still. Brian’s cum shot out and splashed on my cheek. HIs next shot hit my nose and I closed my eyes, feeling stream after stream hit my face, covering it all over. “Yay!” Katelyn clapped behind me watching me get coated with his thick warm cum.

Finally he finished, his cum slowly oozing down my face. I licked my lips tasting his cum. The guys let me go and I wiped cum from my eyes so I could open them. I turned around to look at Katelyn, who suppressed a giggle when she saw my cum-covered face. “You look like a proper cum slut honey!” she said with a smile. “Don’t move. I am not done with you yet.” she told me as she scooted off of the bed to hug and kiss all of the guys as they got dressed. She leaned up on tip toes to whisper in Brian’s ear but I couldn’t hear what she said. He laughed and nodded his head, looking over at me with a grin. Katelyn turned back to me as the guys all walked out of the room.

“Okay,” she said, looking down at me. “You wait right here while I go freshen up to meet Emma.” She walked into the bathroom and I heard the shower start. I waited until she returned a few minutes later, drying her hair. “Good boy” she said to me. I just blushed and looked up at her sexy body. The cum had started to dry on my face as she tossed the towel on the bed. “What do you think you should wear?” she asked me. I opened my mouth to say something but she cut me off “No, nevermind. You don’t get to decide that. I do!” she giggled as she leaned over, opening the bottom drawer of the dresser. I stared at her ass as she pulled out a short black skirt. She opened another drawer and pulled out some thigh-high leggings. She nodded her head and tossed them on the bed next to me. She opened another drawer and came up with a thin-strapped tank top. “Okay honey, put those on while I get dressed and make sure to not ruin your ‘makeup!'” she laughed as she pulled out a long t-shirt and leggings for herself.

I looked at her clothes not moving as she pulled on her tights. “What are you waiting for?” she asked. “Do I need to come up with some sort of punishment or something?”

“No” I said quickly, picking up the clothes. “You really want me to wear these?” I asked her softly. She just nodded her head and mumbled, “Mmhmmm” as she started to put makeup on.

“We are going out to meet Emma so she can help me pick out some new clothes for you.” Katelyn said matter-of-factly. “You can’t borrow mine all the time you know.” She stated as she put on lipstick. I slumped down and then grudgingly started to pull the leggings. They felt weird being so tight on my legs since I wasn’t accustomed to wearing things so tight. Not to mention the fact that they only came half way up my thighs. I put the skirt on next. It was fairly short and I felt very exposed wearing it. I put the tank top on last, standing up and looking at myself in the mirror next to Katelyn. She paused from curling her eyelashes to look at me and smiled wickedly.

“You look really good babe” she giggled, “Let me see your little dick.”

I lifted the front of the skirt to show her my caged cock, still pressing against the chastity cage uncomfortably. She giggled and slapped my balls playfully Bayan Escort and then went back to getting ready.

“I can’t wait to see what Emma says when she sees you.” She chuckled. “Now go wait on the bed for me to finish.” I went to sit down and watched her put on her makeup, admiring her. She looked absolutely beautiful without makeup but when she did, she was completely stunning!

She got dressed in the tights and long shirt and smiled at me, “Let’s go!”

We drove to a strip mall with several shops and parked in the middle of the parking lot. I looked around and saw that there were several cars parked nearby. I hoped that they were in other stores and not the one we were heading to. A couple minutes later, a car parked right next to us and Katelyn started to get out.

“That’s Emma.” she said, patting my thigh before she exited the car. I slowly got out next, face feeling warm from embarrassment. I walked around the car as Katelyn and Emma hugged and even gave each other a quick kiss, both smiling broadly at each other.

Emma was a little taller than Katelyn and also a dancer. Emma had a few more curves though. Her breasts were a cup size bigger and her ass was more bubbly. She had long blonde hair and nearly always wore big glasses that gave her a sexy nerd look that I always secretly found attractive but never said so. I had my suspicions that the two of them had fooled around one time or another in the past but had never gotten a straight answer about it. They had been friends since they were kids and were very close.

“What’s that all over his face?” Emma asked and Katelyn, smiling wickedly, said “Why don’t you tell her babe?”

“It… it’s cum…” I said slowly.

“What did you say?!” Emma asked, incredulous.

“Cum.” I said a little bit louder. Emma broke out laughing and I just blushed again.

“Show her your little cage honey.” I heard Katelyn say all of a sudden.

“Right now?” I asked. “Here?” I glanced around again since we were in the middle of the parking lot.

“Of course right here.” She replied, tilting her head just a tad while looking at me with a ‘do it now’ expression.

I gulped and let out a breath as I lifted the front of my skirt just enough for Emma to see my locked-up cock. It had shrunk down from its earlier attempt at an erection and Emma gasped, putting her hands to her mouth.

“Holy fuck!” she exclaimed, grabbing my skirt and lifting it higher to get a better view. “That is hilarious!” she laughed. She didn’t let go of my skirt and I tried to push it back down but she batted my hands away, still looking. Finally, still laughing, she let my skirt fall back down covering me again and took Katelyn’s hand and they headed towards one of the stores.

I followed close behind, trying unsuccessfully to be invisible and entered the store. It was a trendy shop with several mannequins in the windows displaying sexy outfits. To my disappointment, there were half a dozen women shopping along with three employees. “Oh great” I thought to myself as one of the employees – a tall model-esque woman with long straight black hair – sauntered up to us and asked if we needed help with anything. She smiled at Katelyn and Emma and then froze when she saw me, her mouth opening slightly in surprise. A smile slowly grew on her pretty face as Katelyn explained how we needed a couple outfits for me.

“Follow me” the employee stated, turning to walk towards a rack in the center of the store. “I think something like this will look really good on him.” She smiled as she held up a bright pink mini dress. It looked tiny in her hands and was obviously skin-tight and very short.

“Oh perfect!” Katelyn said, grabbing the hanger and holding the dress up in front of me. She nodded her head and handed the dress to me to hold while they continued to look around. “Stay right here” she told me. I stood there holding the dress as the two girls went off with the employee. I caught several of the other shoppers looking over at me grinning at my predicament. I tried to ignore them and just looked down at the rack of clothes in front of me. Several minutes later, Emma grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the back of the store but instead of into a changing room, she stopped in front of them. Katelyn was waiting along with the woman that worked there and they both were holding several outfits. Katelyn held one out to me.

“Try that one on first.” she said, pointing at the dress that I was still holding. “And before you protest, yes I mean right here out in the open.”

I stared at her for just a second and then my shoulders slumped and I took my top off. I felt my cheeks blush again as I leaned down, pulling the skirt off. I heard giggling behind me from another customer but I didn’t turn to look. I stood back up, almost naked except for the thigh-high stockings and started to step into the dress.The employee was staring at my cock cage, her mouth open.

“Wait.” Emma said. Escort “We should see how it looks without those. She was pointing at my stockings. I clenched my teeth in frustration but bent over to pull each stocking off, leaving them on the floor with the rest of the clothes that I had been wearing. Now completely naked, save for the cage, I stepped into the tight little dress, pulling it up and slipping my arms into the straps. I adjusted it as best as I could and felt ridiculous wearing it.

Both Emma and Katelyn pointed at the bulge that the chastity cage made in the front and the employee asked, “Does he have to wear that all the time?”

“I haven’t decided yet actually.” Katelyn told her. “I might let him out eventually if he behaves.” Then, a grin growing on her lips, she added, “Then again, I may leave him in it forever.”

“Oh… my…” Was all that the employee could muster as a reply, staring at the distinct shape it made through the thin fabric of the dress.

Emma grabbed another outfit for me to try on next. The afternoon went on like that as I tried on each outfit and the girls critiqued and commented on each one. Nearly every customer in the shop had gathered behind me and were all watching and, looking in the mirror, I could see them taking photos of me too. Once the girls decided on what they were going to buy for me, I leaned down to start putting my clothes back on but I heard a “NO” from both Katelyn and Emma.

“But…” I started to protest. Katelyn stepped over, grabbing my balls tightly in her small hand, squeezing them tightly.

“I. Said. No.” She held them like that as I nodded my head in agreement. She let go and I let out a sigh. “Unless you want me to come up with some kind of punishment,” She stated, “You will do as I tell you, right?”

“Y-yes.” I said “Yes Katelyn.” My balls were sore from her squeezing them but she gave them a quick slap as she stepped away with an armful of clothes to go pay.

She looked back at me over her shoulder and said. “Don’t move.” So I just stood there, waiting, balls aching and my cock starting to grow again in its cage.

After I was alone, a couple of the other customers walked around looking at me. They were both a little older than me and they had their phones out, taking photos or video of me. I heard one whisper to the other, “Look at his little dick in there!” making them both burst out laughing as they got closer to inspect my cage. “It’s pressing against the sides!” the other one said, watching as my cock tried to grow, the attention on my balls making my arousal increase along with the exposure. The first lady even reached out to pat my exposed balls and they laughed again. “Does it hurt?” the second one asked and I shook my head no.

“What about when your girlfriend squeezed them?” She asked. “Like this?” She reached out to grab my balls, squeezing them even harder than Katelyn had, making my knees buckle and causing me to groan. Both of the ladies laughed again, even louder than before. She pulled downward as she squeezed, then let go and I dropped to my knees in front of them. I looked over my shoulder and saw Katelyn and Emma watching. Emma with her hand over her mouth chuckling. I looked up at the woman in front of me as she said “I need a toy like you to play with.”

“Oh yes.” her friend said in agreement. “He would be a big hit at your next party wouldn’t he.” She patted my cheek as they walked away from me. I saw them in the mirror as they stepped up to the counter next to Katelyn and they spoke for a moment. I saw Katelyn nodding her head excitedly and they shook hands and then both were typing on their phones, presumably exchanging phone numbers. I slumped down, sitting down.

A moment later, Katelyn and Emma walked back over, both carrying a bag. “Hold these for us.” I reached out to take the bags from them as I stood up. “Didn’t I tell you to not move?” Katelyn asked me.

“But.” I started to protest. “Those two women came ove-“

Katelyn cut me off, saying, “It doesn’t matter what they did. I clearly remember saying ‘Don’t move’ to you. And you moved didn’t you.” I opened my mouth to say something but she put a finger to my lips and shook her head no. “I will come up with an appropriate punishment for that later. For now, follow us.” She told me. “And no covering up. Let everybody see your tiny little dick.” She hooked her arm in Emma’s and they started to head for the door. I followed after, holding the bags at my side and looking at their asses as they walked in front of me, ignoring the customers who snapped a few parting photos of me on my way out.

Out in the parking lot, the girls stopped in front of the car and looked at me as I stopped too. “You ride in the back seat” Katelyn said “Emma gets to ride up front.” I nodded in agreement and took a step towards the car. I froze when she held up a finger. “So where did you want to go to eat?” Katelyn asked Emma.

“Hmmm…” Emma responded. “It should be somewhere with lots of people so you can show off your new toy huh?” She giggled. “You got him such nice makeup, it would be a shame to not let everybody see it wouldn’t it.” She laughed harder as she mentioned the cum on my face, which had dried but was still obvious.

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Author’s note: It would be advantageous to those reading this to read the first two chapters as they set the background to this latest edition.

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Jill had made her own way home that night, I don’t think I could have sat and drove my car anywhere. I didn’t sleep much that night either; I kept turning over in my sleep on to my back and of course my bum. I had to apply the cream to myself a couple of times during the night, thank god I wasn’t going to work that day, I don’t think I could have drove let alone sat in my chair all day. Jill phoned me just after eight that morning to see how I was getting on at work; she was a bit annoyed when I told her I was still at home lying on my stomach naked from the waist down watching TV. “I’ll get you back for that!” she said.

“That sounds interesting.”

“You’ll just have to wait and see.”

“Look forward to it. What time do you want me to pick you up?”

“Half seven”

“Ok, see you later.”

I put on a pair of loose fitting boxers and made my way down stairs wondering what would happen that night.

I picked her up at half seven and drove us back to the house. She hadn’t asked how my bum was on the drive back, in fact she made no mention at all about the events of the night before, that changed however as soon as the I closed the door to the house. “How’s your bum?” she asked.

“Not too bad, I catch it once in a while and it stings a little but that’s about it.”

“Let’s see how it is.”

We went up stairs to my room and I carefully dropped my pants and shorts. “Still quite red” she said.

“Yeah and still a little painful.”

“Want some more cream on before we go out?”

“Might help.”

“Ok lye on the bed.”

I lay face down on the bed while she got the cream and started to rub it in, as she finished I felt her take my pants and shorts off completely and looked back at her. She smiled and reached into her bag, “I was sort of exciting seeing you wearing my knickers last night, I thought you might like to wear these” she said as she pulled out a pair of white silk knickers from her bag and started to put them on me. As she pulled them up my legs I started to get hard, I lifted myself up so she could finish putting them on, the feeling of them against my bum and cock was great. She rubbed my bum through them and as I got up quickly gave my cock a squeeze. “Ok if I’m to wear your knickers you can wear a pair of my shorts.” I said as I reached out and unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down. She stepped out of them and I started to pull down her knickers. She stood there waiting as I reached into a draw and pulled out a clean pair of shorts. As I put them on her I couldn’t resist drawing a finger the length of her lips, they were slick with her juices and I brought it to my mouth and licked it clean before I finished pulling them and then her jeans up, giving her a kiss as I re-fastened them. “Ready for the pub then?”

“Yeah” she said as she picked up her knickers and placed them on the bedside table. “I’ll need them in the morning.”

The first hour in the pub was ok, we talked about what’s been happening at work and things in general. At one point she slipped her had behind me and rubbed my bum. I looked at her as to say come on behave. She smiled that mischievous smile of hers and went to the bathroom. It gave me a minute or two to settle myself down and take a drink. Escort Bayan Jill returned and we went outside for a smoke. We were on our own, no ears or eyes watching us, “how do they feel on?”

“What?”

“You know, my knickers.”

“Great how about my shorts?”

“Not bad.” She replied as she moved closer and patted my bum, she quickly looked round then slipped her hand under my jeans and knickers and rubbed my bare bum “behave or I will have to spank you again.”

“What right now?” she said with that grin on her face. This time I quickly looked round, seeing the coast was clear I quickly sat down pulled her over my knee and delivered two quick slaps to each of her cheeks and let her up “now behave!” I said “if this weren’t our local you’d have got more than just the two. Come on lets go back inside.” We went back inside as the group started to play I wasn’t much interested I was thinking what we were going to do later. As the group started their second number I felt her had again slip under my jeans and the knickers I was wearing rubbing my bum. I looked at her and decided two can play at this game so I did the same to her only I went a little further and maneuvered my fingers so my middle finger was pressing against her sphincter. The look on her face told me this had her going. “Come on, let’s change pubs for a while.”

We finished our drinks and started to walk to the next pub. It was dark now and I knew a place on our route that was both quiet and secluded. As we approached the place I pulled her in and around the corner and kissed her as I backed her up against the wall. I wanted to know how wet she was so I unbuttoned her jeans and slipped my hand inside. She was soaking wet, my fingers played with her clit as we kissed. I wasted no more time, I pulled down her jeans and she stepped out of one leg and I dropped mine and pulled the knickers to one side allowing my cock to spring free. Lifting her up she pulled the shorts to one side and guided my cock into her waiting pussy. We fucked hard and fast, god I couldn’t get enough of her she was riding me hard we both knew we could get caught (thought the chances were remote) but that just added to the excitement of it all, I could feel her getting close to climax and as she got there I pumped my seed deep inside her.

We arrived at the pub a few minutes later ordered our drinks and sat down, “that was amazing” she said.

“Yes it was.”

Half an hour later we finished our drinks and returned to our local and stayed there until our normal time and left.

The minute I closed and locked the door she was all over me her hand went straight to my bum and she started to rub it, first through my jeans and then she forced them down the back of my jeans and onto my bare cheeks. I did the same to her, we stood there for a few minutes feeling each other then I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. Once there I slowly undressed her till she was stood in only the shorts. She then undressed me till I was stood in only those white silk knickers. I sat down on the bed and pulled her over my knee and gave her five quick spanks on each cheek, just enough to warm her bum then I lifted her off and pulled down the shorts and placed her on the bed. I kissed her hard on the mouth and then started to work my way down her body, first taking in each nipple, sucking them till they were hard, then down to her stomach and finally down to Bayan Escort the top of her pussy. I kissed her all round her pussy but never once did I touch it, it was driving her mad, I kissed down her right leg then back up her left taking my time when I reached her knees, I lifted her leg so I could lick and kiss the back of her knees, (don’t ask me why but I have always found the back of a girls knees a turn on). Finally I traced my tongue along the length of her pussy to her clit and let it linger there for a moment or two before plunging it into her sopping wet hole. I fucked her with my tongue for a while before moving up to her clit only I filled her pussy with two of my fingers as I did so. I drove my fingers deeper inside her as she reached up and started to pull down the knickers I was wearing freeing my cock. She maneuvered herself so she could take me into her mouth and began to suck, we were now in a 69 position. I lifted her legs up and parted her cheeks and trailed my tongue from her pussy to her anus and back again. The first time I touched her anus she sucked on harder on my cock, I put my thumb in her pussy and when it was completely covered in her juices I slipped it into her bum. I fucked her bum with my thumb as my mouth and tongue played with her pussy and clit, I could tell she was getting close to orgasm and knew one thing would drive her over the edge. I raised my hand and delivered two spanks to her bum, one to each cheek and she came hard into my mouth and thumb, in that same instance she sucked hard on my cock and I exploded in her mouth.

I woke early the following morning. Jill had her back to me, her body tight against mine. I could feel the crack of her bum against my cock and immediately started to get hard. I knew Jill was a late sleeper at the weekend so I slid out of bed, put a robe on and went down stairs. A little while later I heard her get up, I was in the kitchen when she came down in one of my shirts and a pair of knickers. “Hello sleepy” I said, “what you doing up so early?”

“Felt you get up and couldn’t get back to sleep.”

“Want anything to eat or drink?”

“Orange Juice if you have any.”

I poured us both a glass of juice and sat at the table opposite her. “What you want to do today?”

“Can we go out somewhere?”

“Sure where would you like to go?”

“Some where miles from anywhere or any one.”

“Ok, sure you don’t want anything to eat before we go?

“Yeah, we can get something later, I’m gonna get a shower and get dressed.”

“Ok let me know when your done and I’ll do the same.”

A little while later she called me to say she was out of the shower so I went up, showered and shaved. When I got to the bedroom to get dressed she was already down stairs, the knickers and shorts we had worn the night before were we left them on the floor but the knickers she had left to change into today were still on the chair where she had left them.

As I walked into the living room she said “ready to go then?”

“Yeah.” I replied “just got to check something first” and with that I walked over to her, undid her jeans and saw she was wearing another pair of my shorts. I smiled at her as I did up her jeans, turned her round and lightly tapped her bum, “ready to go.”

An hour later we found ourselves a quiet spot miles from nowhere and very unlikely to be disturbed. We sat on the grass surrounded by trees and I Escort waited “You know why I wanted to come out here?” she said.

“No but I have a feeling your gonna tell me.”

“You know when were where between pubs last night, well the chance of getting caught really turned me on, now I want to combine that with getting spanked too.”

“You sure about this Jill, you know he will be back tomorrow and your bum would be red for at least two days.”

“Yeah” she said getting up “now if you can catch me you can spank me.” With that she took off.

It took me a little while to catch her but as I put her over my knees and landed the first spank she was giggling. I hadn’t taken her jeans down yet so after ten spanks on each check I stood her up and then undid her jean and pulled them down, she kicked of her shoes so I could remover them completely and as I did so she took off again. Another ten minutes of trying to catch her and she was over my knees yet again. I delivered another 20 spanks to each check and stood her up again hooked my fingers into the sides of the shorts and slowly pulled them down to her ankles. I didn’t expect her to bolt this time as she would be completely naked from the waist down but as she stepped out of them off she went again. It was a sight to see her running round the clearing in just her top her pink bum open to the elements, but I knew I had to catch her so off I set after her. It took me a while but after a brief chase she was again across my knees. I landed ten hard spanks on each check then let her rest. “Jill how far do you want to go with this?”

“What do you mean?”

“How far do you want to go, do you want me to spank you till you cry again or what?”

“Till I start to cry then fuck me till I scream.”

“Ok you dirty mouthed little girl” I said as I slapped her hard on the left check, then the right, slow deliberate spanks. After ten her bum had changed from pink to red and she had started to sniffle. After ten more spanks to each check she started to cry.

I picked her up and put her on all fours, dropped my pants and started to fuck her with slow, deliberate strokes. I reached up under her shirt and started to play with her nipples which elicited a deep moan. My cock was covered with her juices so I pulled out and rubbed my cock all over her bum. I dipped my cock back into her pussy and got it covered again only this time when I withdrew I spread her checks apart and rubbed it along the crack as I did so I placed my thumb in her pussy and once covered in her juices I plunged my cock back into her. As I withdrew I placed my thumb at the entrance to her bum and as I pushed my cock back into her I pushed my thumb into her bum. I fucked her pussy with my cock and her bum with my thumb and she was loving it. I pounded her hard and fast and as I did so I wondered if she would let me fuck her bum with my cock and decided to give it a try. I withdrew my cock from her pussy but kept fucking her bum with my thumb. Slowly I withdrew my cock and placed it at the opening to her bum and slowly eased in.

“Oh my god!” she cried “fuck my bum” and not needing to be asked twice that’s exactly what I did alternating from long slow strokes to short quick stabs. We were both getting to the point of orgasm and as hers hit her she screamed out loud “Oh fuck yes I’m cumming!” and as she did so, so did I. The first lot I shot up her bum the rest I sprayed over her red bum. As she came down from her orgasm she reached round and rubbed my cum into her checks as what I had shot up her bum slowly seeped out and down onto the ground. She looked at me with a satisfied grin on her face and then lay down on the grass bum in the air.

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I met Kim in high school and have been attracted to her ever since. She knew how much I liked her but she never gave me the chance. She liked teasing me. Now, five years later, I’m her sex slave.

It started a few months ago with daily chat sessions. These consisted of me jerking off while she watched. Sometimes she’d let me cum, sometimes she’d deny me my orgasm. After a couple weeks of this we started meeting in person. I would go over to her place and strip completely nude. Most of the time she would wear regular clothes but sometimes it was something sexy, like a corset and stockings, with me always nude.

Our first meeting together she shaved me completely bald. After I was shaved she made humiliating remarks about my bald state. How I looked like a little boy with my ‘widdle penis’ as she put it. She said I looked cute all hairless and smooth. As she said that I started getting hard.

“Oh, you like me making fun of your penis?” She said with a grin. I just stood there with my cock throbbing in the air.

It went on like this for about a month before she told me we were gonna try something knew. She said I would go one month without an orgasm, but after one month, I only got the chance to cum, there was no guarantee. I would have to be a very good boy the entire month, and absolutely no cumming. She said the last part with a giggle.

“Now make me cum pussy boy.” She said as she pushed my face into her pussy. After I had made her cum about eight times, she was satisfied and sent me home with a raging hard on.

The first month went by incredibly slowly. During that time, I would go to Kims house every couple of days. I would clean her place, cook her dinner, and massage her back and feet while she watched TV. After that she would have me eat her out till her hearts content. I would be nude the entire time and my cock would be rock hard and dripping pre cum. She always smiled at me when I’d walk around her apartment nude, cock bobbing in the air. Some days I’d go over her and she’d tie me to her bed, spread eagle. She would shave me, which would leave me rock hard, then playfully toy with my cock. She would bring me to the edge of orgasm and always stop right before I’d cum. When she was tired of this she’d climb on top and straddle my face. My chin would be covered in her cum at the end of these sessions, and I’d always be sent home with a throbbing hard on. After two and a half weeks into my first month, I was at her place cooking dinner. It was about five o’clock. I was in the kitchen and heard the front door open and someone come in. I could hear Kim say “Hi Carla,” Carla? Oh no, I thought, she can’t mean Carla from school. I felt very awkward then. Carla was a friend of Kims from school who I had a little crush on back then. I had no chance of not being seen as I was in the kitchen cooking, not to mention completely naked and shaved. I stood there thinking about it when Carla suddenly entered the kitchen.

“Hi Escort Bayan Slave,” she said to me. She opened the fridge and got some wine. She smiled at me, then her eyes went to my crotch and she smiled even more.

“How’s it going?” She said. I didn’t say anything and Kim joined us from the living room.

“Slave, I believe you’ve met Carla before,” She smiled at me. Yes I replied. “Yes Mistress.” She corrected me.

“Yes Mistress.” I bleakly said.

“We’ll have to work on that,”

“I like how he’s shaved,” Carla said to Kim. “Do you always keep him like that?”

“Yes,” Kim replied, “Always shaved and hairless, like a little boy. Doesn’t he look like a little boy?”

“Mm Hmm, but his balls are huge, they look so full.” They talked as I continued to cook, not being apart of their conversation but being humiliated and embarrassed.

“They’re full of hot sticky cum that he would love to spew out but no, that would make too much mess right now,” The girls erupted in laughter and went back into the living room.

After dinner I massaged both their feet. They giggled at my rock hard condition and made jokes about it’s size. Then it was time that Carla received my real services. While I was going to town on Carla’s shaved box, Kim went to work on my ass. First she plugged it with a butt plug, which I soon found out vibrated, and then started spanking my ass with a paddle. Every now and then Kim would tickle my hairless scrotum. She would give my cock a quick stroke or two and then slap my balls. The whole area was sensitive and it felt like torrents of jizz would ejaculate if only I could cum. I was so close to cumming but there was no way I would. After Carla was satisfied (and she was- she left a huge wet spot on the couch, which turned me on even more), she stood up, weak kneed, and went to the bathroom. Kim took the plug out of my ass. She had me kneel on the floor and locked my hands behind my back. She put a blind fold over my eyes then sat on the couch, pussy facing me. I couldn’t see anything. Carla came back from the bathroom. She got down next to Kim and I could hear the juicy sound of something going in and out of Kims cunt. My cock started to grow again. Carla must have hit the right spot because Kim suddenly cried out and squirted all over my chest and groin. My cock was bobbing in the air and was covered in hot sweet girl juice, courtesy of Kim. They uncuffed me and took off the blindfold. They were getting dressed and I was ordered to clean up the place. My cock stayed hard for a long time after that.

“What are we going to do with that thing, it looks like its gonna set off,” Kim said.

“Ice him?”

“Yes, and something else,” Kim said. I had a pretty good idea what she meant. Five minutes later I was tied to the bed with a bag of ice on my cock. My cock eventually softened and went completely limp. My heart jumped when Kim and Carla appeared Bayan Escort in the doorway. They had wicked grins.

I was right; my cock was secured in a chastity device. It was a CB-3000 Kim told me as she untied me. She had the only keys.

“It makes his balls look even bigger!” Carla said. “Oh but they’ll get even bigger by next week,” Kim said as they laughed at my incredibly horny state.

I didn’t see Carla again until a week and a half later, on the day of my big chance to cum. I showed up at Kims house at one o’clock. I was stripped nude, then cleaned her place. After I was finished she brought me into her bedroom and tied me to the bed. She shaved me bald, then without hesitation sat on my face. After about five or so orgasms she got up and told me if I remembered what today was. Yes Mistress I replied. She told me how I was a very good boy this month and that she had a surprise for me. She untied and led me to the living room. She had a small table set up, which she had me kneel on in the doggy position. She locked my ankles and wrists to the corners. Then she blind folded me. I was set up so my ass faced the couch. It seemed like the room had been set for an audience to come see me.

“Here’s your big chance to cum,” Kim said and I heard her shaking up two dice. “A roll of seven or eleven and you cum, any other number, tough luck.” I heard her roll the dice. I didn’t even get to see what the dice said. “Aww, too bad for you pussy boy, it looks like you’ll have to wait another month.”

Then I heard the door open and several girls coming in. I started to panic. Here I was, tied up and on display right in the living room. Kim got up and instructed me to get my face down, ass up. I complied and as she left the room she spanked my ass, hard. She greeted the other girls, which sounded like five or six of them. I heard them come into the living room. I heard all their comments but had no idea what they looked like. I was very small in my CB and they all made fun of that. I recognized Carla’s laughter. I was horrified and I thought it couldn’t get any worse. But it did.

“As you can see girls, this is my sex slave,” Kim said. The girls couldn’t hold in their giggling and laughing. “I’ve denied him orgasms for this entire month and he’s taken it pretty well,”

“His balls look huge,”

“Yes, that’s true and in a minute, as you’re all about to see, I’m going to empty those balls…while denying his orgasm. How exactly? Have any of you heard of prostate milking?”

Some of the girls had heard of it, some had not. One said she knew what it was but had never seen it. When she said that I began to panic. I’d never been milked before and I was going to be milked in front of her girl friends. I felt Kim behind me and lube being rubbed into my asshole.

“The prostate is a gland found inside the rectum. When a man hasn’t ejaculated in a long enough time, you can massage it Escort and force semen out, which drips out of the cock,” My cock at this point started to get hard. I heard someone say “He’s getting hard, well, kind of,” and laughed.

“Yes,” Kim said, “He can’t really get hard, or cum for that matter in his little tube,” Kim got two fingers going in and out of my ass. “The prostate is about one to two inches in, and it will feel like a lump about the size of a almond.” I felt her hit my prostate, causing my cock to swell against the CB. “Look, he’s getting hard ” I heard someone say.

“Yep,” said Kim, “He must like his ass getting fingered in front of an audience,” There were giggles and snickers from the girls. “Now that I have enough lube in him, I can start massaging his prostate.” Kims fingers withdrew, and a few seconds later I felt a vibrator being inserted. As soon as the toy hit my spot, my cock tingled. “Now I start massaging the prostate back and forth, side to side. I also use a technique of raking the vibe over the prostate with downward pressure.” Every time she did the raking thing it felt like pee was passing through the tip of my cock, which was completely filling it’s cage. After a couple times with this, it felt like something was really dripping out of me. I heard ooh’s and ahh’s from my audience.

“There we go, now it’s starting. Every time I do this I force more semen out.” The girls must have been hypnotized by my cum dripping cock. I was horny beyond belief. My balls ached and my cock felt like it was going to break out of its prison. I felt like convulsing. I was so incredible close to orgasm, so close! One touch to my cock and I’d explode. But I was kept on that edge forever. I could feel more cum coming out, lots of it. Kim continued.

“See girls? Now its coming out as one long stream and we can milk it all out. The goal of this is that it prevents wet dreams and sort of ‘relieves the pressure’ if you know what I mean,” the girls all giggled. “All while denying him the pleasure of orgasm, but keeping him as close as possible,” Kim said. I was overwhelmed with emotion. I was extremely humiliated and dehumanized yet incredibly at peace and tranquil. I could hear questions and answers going on behind me but I couldn’t hear. I have no idea how long it lasted but suddenly I felt my erection going away.

“There, now he is done,” Kim said.

“Wow, that is a lot of cum,” someone said. Kim untied me. She helped me get up and face the girls. I felt dizzy and weak-kneed. She removed my blindfold. My stomach turned as I saw for the first time my audience.

“Now, the icing on the cake,” Kim said and she handed a cup to me. I was so dazed I had no idea what it was. I took it with a shaking hand and looked. It was cum. My cum. My cum which actually belonged to my Mistress. Her cum now. I looked at it. I felt everyone’s eyes on me and I just wanted to run into a hole and die. But I was overcome with arousal, hopelessly horny. I looked at my Mistress. She smiled at me and gave me an eyebrow raise that was so subtly sexy and dominate it made me gush. I looked at the cup again and brought it to my mouth. I swallowed it quick, for I was owned by Her.

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