les histoires de chrislebo

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The New House


When we decided to move house the business was booming and I found a large detached property with very large grounds on the edge of a village which was well within our budget. Although in need of extensive renovation the property seemed ideal.

I employed a firm of builders from the nearest town, the village too small to accommodate one, and a lot of the work was done before we moved in. Basically what was left to do was the construction of a third garage and renovate a couple of old barns.

Steve, the *** of one of the brothers who ran the building firm, was left to complete the work pretty much on his own, the rest of the crew moving on to another job. It meant that our work would take longer but I'd previously explained to Mr. Bailey, Steve's ******, that there was no urgency about the rest of the work so couldn't complain.

Steve, a well-built very muscular looking guy of 26, made a pass at my wife as early as the second day of being left on his own at the house. He'd flirted with her before but now the rest of the builders had departed my wife reported that the cock-sure Steve made it very clear he'd like to get inside her knickers. In fact he boasted of having plenty to offer and she wouldn't be disappointed! When Irene gave him the brush off he merely shrugged his shoulders, saying with a smile that it was her loss. My wife admitted to finding the muscular Steve very attractive and would like to take things further, but only if I approved.

The following day I looked at the long haired guy with a new eye as he worked in the sun wearing only shorts, muscles rippling on his bronzed arms and broad chest with its light covering of curly hair. I can't deny that I was turned on by the prospect of seeing him fucking my wife. So it was that I told Irene she was free to have some fun with the lad if she wanted and from her response there was little doubt in my mind that she would. My wife was practically drooling at the prospect of bedding the handsome youngster!

I suppose a few words of explanation are in order at this point in my tale.

Now 50, I've always had an interest in voyeurism and was fortunate that in marrying Irene, 49, I found someone not averse to accommodating my desires. From time to time, not often and always very discretely, Irene would have a brief fling for my benefit. Not that she didn't enjoy her extra marital interludes, far from it in fact, finding the variety of lovemaking techniques she encountered highly exciting and stimulating. But with the fear of gossip always uppermost in both our minds our activities, with two or three exceptions, were of necessity mainly short term flings well away from home.

One of the exceptions was Stuart, a student and so considerably younger than us, who became a regular visitor to the temporary and rented accommodation we were living in while the extensive renovation work was being carried out on our new property.

Admitting to being really turned on by older women, Irene in particular, the lusty Stuart fucked my wife practically every day for three month's, with me watching whenever work and other commitments permitted. The regular sex proved very stimulating and enjoyable for Irene who had sometimes lamented the infrequent opportunities for her to enjoy the discrete extra marital fun and games she'd come to love. It probably also contributed to her willingness to succumb so readily to Steve's seductions, Irene having given up her affair with Stuart only reluctantly, when we moved into the new house.

Anyway, enough of the background.

I arrived home on the Friday of the first week of his solo work at the house to be greeted by an exuberant Irene with the thrilling news that she'd enjoyed an afternoon of rampant sex with Steve, who actually fucked her three times before returning to his work minutes before I returned home. A circumstance which no doubt accounted for his smirking facial expression while I'd discussed the work with him prior to entering the house.

I was thrilled to learn he was very well endowed, Irene enthusing that Steve's penis was probably the largest she'd ever experienced!

Following his fun and games with her on Friday he could hardly contain himself on the Monday. Apparently I was hardly out of the drive before he was in the house and practically ripping my wife's knickers off to get at her! Little work was done that day and Steve made it clear that he intended bedding Irene daily for the duration of the work. No problem there, she loved every minute of it, but the affair could only be a success from my point of view if I was able to observe the action, at least occasionally.

In the past my wife's lovers have known from the outset that part of the deal is that I watch the action. A few guys have backed out at the idea of having sex with Irene in front of me and departed without further ado. Most though in fact have found it an added turn on to fuck a married woman in front of her husband, although a few have made no secret of their contempt for me.

With Steve though it was different. For some rea*** I felt nervous about revealing my compliance in his seduction of my wife, but I also found it exciting to arrive home and see the smirking Steve, knowing he'd probably spent the best part of the day fucking my wife in my own bed. It somehow excited me to think of him laughing up his sleeve at my expense. Sometimes I'd comment that it didn't look as if he'd made much progress with the work whereupon Steve explained in patronising terms that he'd encountered difficulties, the technicalities of which I wouldn't understand.

There came a time though that I dearly wanted to watch but while keeping my compliance secret from him. This was accomplished due to our new house possessing a rear balcony overlooking the fields, one of the deciding factors in our purchase, and in fact we'd made that room rather than the front our main bedroom. By this time Steve had fucked my wife all over the house, both kitchen and dining room tables seeing some action, but our bedroom remained their main venue so I had high hopes of watching them from the balcony.

Weekends were the best bet, Irene ringing Steve and inviting him over saying I would be out for a couple of hours, and Steve, despite fucking my wife five days a week, was always game for more!

So there I was on the balcony, my tense excitement augmented to a great extent by the knowledge that should my wife's lover decide he needed some fresh air and open the sliding door on to it I couldn't avoid being discovered. I was able to watch them just three times before the inevitable happened. It's the events subsequent to my being discovered that proved an eye opener, events which revealed a masochistic side of myself that up to then I'd only had vague intimations of.

(A guy called Rod had sex with Irene a few times about eight years earlier and his outright contempt of a husband who could willingly allow it to happen, and indeed masturbate while watching, served to excite rather than embarrass me. The humiliating remarks he subjected me to gave pause for thought at the time and were a forerunner to my subsequent belittlement by Steve, but I digress.)

My heart leapt into my mouth as Steve came towards the sliding door and I realised his intention. Then he was on the balcony and staring at me with disbelief written on his face. I remained in the same crouching position he'd caught me in, aware that my face was growing warm as the situation became clearer to him. My trousers open, penis out and in my hand, a hand sticky with semen, told Steve precisely what I'd been doing.

There was silence at first as I was confronted by Steve in nothing but his underpants, the naked Irene visible on the bed behind him recovering from a vigorous bout of intercourse. I had timed my own ejaculation to perfection coming at the precise moment Steve did likewise inside my wife.

"Hell's bell's!" he exclaimed at last. "You must be one of those wimps who get off on seeing other guys fucking your wife."

The tension was broken by his laughter before Steve commented that he couldn't understand how any guy could enjoy seeing the things he'd just done to mine. I assured Steve that I really did enjoy what I'd seen, stammering somewhat as I said that I hoped my deceit in spying on them hadn't put him off and he'd continue to fuck my wife until the building work was complete, adding that Irene found his lovemaking really satisfying.

"Hardly surprising if that's all you've got to offer," he sneered, poking my penis with his toe. "And what makes you think it will end when the building work does. Your missus is a damn good fuck and as she can't get enough of my cock I'll be happy to continue servicing her for you. You're obviously too much of a wimp to satisfy her yourself."

Grinning, he took me by the ear to drag me, still on my knees, into the room. I had to literally crawl behind him and it was a procedure that set the tone for our future relationship, and one which I acquiesced without thinking, shuffling along in his wake.

Steve was plainly enjoying himself now as he towered over me, clearly relishing the unexpected, not to say unusual, position he found himself in. He then said the words which sent a shiver of anticipation through me. Steve told me that when he had my wife tomorrow he'd tie me to a chair beside the bed so I'd be ****** to watch their lovemaking at close quarters but be unable to play with myself or intervene if I didn't like what I saw. Intervention would be out of the question in any case as he pointed out, I'd hardly be a match for the fit and muscular guy grinning down at me.

"For now though you can piss off and leave us in peace, I think your wife's ready for more cock."

"Hm, yes please." Irene murmured.

While I was pulling my trousers up Steve removed his underpants and I stared at his penis in disbelief. Perhaps I needed to humiliate myself further because I groaned, gasping, "God it's huge!"

"Yea by the time I've finished with Irene's cunt your little boys willy will get lost in there." Steve jeered, shepherding me towards the door, his mighty penis swaying between his thighs.

"Piss off and wash my van," he added as an afterthought, pushing me out onto the landing.

Irene's laughter joined his as I stumbled down the stairs. I felt totally humiliated by my wife's lover but also realised it was exactly what I wanted, perhaps needed, and set to with a will, cleaning his van both inside and out. I even vacuumed the mats to leave it spotless, my toil merely arousing Steve's contempt when he eventually came out ready to go.

The following day I wholeheartedly went along with Steve's plan of tying me up, not that I had any choice in the matter, and spent a very frustrating hour or so watching their lovemaking while unable to masturbate. Afterwards I was sent outside to clean his car, Steve having arrived in a different vehicle presumably to take advantage of my subservience.

The only disadvantage was that the building work took longer, considerably longer, than originally estimated. Inevitably Mr Bailey put the price up accordingly, telling me that Steve reported encountering unexpected difficulties, although from the wink I happened to see him give his *** I felt pretty sure he knew the real rea***.

It quickly became apparent that domination gave Steve a real buzz, as previously unknown to him as the depths of my own masochism had been to me, and he explored and exploited the situation to the full.

Following the initial van and car cleaning Steve made it a regular Saturday occurrence, finding it hilarious to spend the afternoons screwing my wife while I cleaned his vehicles thoroughly, both inside and out. Sunday became the only time I was permitted to watch their lovemaking, as by this time Steve was fucking my wife every single day, leaving her satiated and with no interest in having any sort of sex with me. My frustration was a source of great amusement for Steve who always tied me up so that I was unable to masturbate while watching them. Releasing me he threw my wife's knickers to me.

"Go and toss yourself off in the bathroom wimp. Wrap your wife's panties round your cock; it's the closest you'll get to her cunt for a long long time." Steve taunted.

I dashed from the room desperate to do just that, his jeering laughter following me to the bathroom.

This was an angle I hadn't bargained for but found it incredibly exciting, arousing, words seem inadequate to describe my feelings, to be dominated, humiliated and indeed punished by this young guy who was enjoying daily sex sessions with my wife. I suppose we were lucky in that our hitherto ******** desires complemented one another.

*********** became the name of the game as the following will illustrate.

One day I arrived home to find Steve digging a trench. He ordered me to carry on with the work, saying he was going inside to get my wife to suck his cock and balls before giving her a good fucking.

"The second of the day," he grinned. "I gave Irene a good shafting soon after you went off to work this morning."

I rolled my sleeves up, glad to know that our detached house was sufficiently secluded to prevent neighbours or passers by witnessing my activities. While I worked I could hear laughter coming from the house and eventually a nude Steve appeared on the balcony. After a few seconds Irene also came out, still in her underwear, and kneeling took Steve's penis between her lips. When she transferred her attention to his testicles I paused to watch, excited by the greedy way she sucked his balls into her mouth.

Steve shouted down telling me to get on with the work but then distracted me further by lifting Irene to her feet and removing the rest of her clothing. Propelling her to the front of the balcony Steve was deliberately flaunting my naked wife at me, knowing full well I hadn't had sex with for over two months.

"Come on put your back into it, I want that trench finished by the time I come back." he shouted.

Watching as I resumed my toil, he laughed uproariously.

"Your wife's on the bed now, legs wide open ready for me, her cunt mine for the taking. While your working up a sweat digging I shall be doing the same but mine will be due to the exertion of fucking her," he taunted.

I had been erect since first seeing Irene on the balcony and despite my toils on the trench my erection remained, stoked up by the noise of pounding bedsprings and my wife's happy yells and cries.

When Steve returned outside and cast his eye over the trench he commented that I hadn't made much progress.

"You haven't done as a good a job on my trench as I have on your wife. I've left her shagged out on the bed, cunt gaping and my spunk dribbling from it."

I apologised, explaining that I wasn't used to manual labour, and found myself thoroughly enjoying the grovelling role.

"Well I'm off now and expect to find the trench finished when I return in the morning, so you'd better get on with it. Your wife's looking forward to another good pounding from my cock so I don't want to waste time finishing off your shoddy work." Steve told me.

Apologising again I told Steve I'd do my best to get the trench finished to his liking.

"You'd better or I might have to take my belt to your bare arse, you snivelling little worm," he snarled. "Irene's only too pleased to have a real man taking care of her needs in place of a wanker like you."

Steve departed laughing happily and I resumed my digging. The work took most of the evening and following a shower I collapsed on the bed exhausted, falling asleep within seconds of my head hitting the pillow.

Next morning I was depositing my briefcase in the car when Steve pulled up in his van. I had an early meeting but Steve insisted that I accompany him on an inspection of the trench before leaving.

"Good, you got it finished."

There was a triumphant note in his voice.

"It took him all evening and he was flaked out afterwards. Hubby lacks your stamina darling." Irene told him, her hand on Steve's bottom.

"Was he too tired to bother you with demands for sex then?"

"God yes, he was absolutely shattered. Anyway hubby knows it's your incredible cock I want, not his shrivelled up little thing."

"Finally got the message has he." Steve smirked, sliding his arm round her waist.

He knows I sometimes make sexual overtures to Irene and humiliatingly also knows she invariably repulses them.

"It would only have taken me fifteen minutes to finish that little trench," he told me contemptuously when I displayed my blistered hands, thinking perhaps to elicit his sympathy.

Explaining about the meeting I asked if I could go and he replied,

"Yes bugger off, and while you're pounding down the motorway you can think about me back here pounding your wife's cunt. I bet it's already wet in anticipation."

"It is and I didn't bother with any underwear thinking it a waste of time." Irene confirmed much to his delight.

"Doesn't look as if you'll be getting it anytime soon," he jeered when we parted company at the front door, me to embark on a long boring motorway journey, Steve to follow Irene to the bedroom.

"I fucked your wife three times yesterday and she still wants more, but not from you," he taunted.

Steve's sexual appetite was amazing and at times seemed insatiable. For instance one Saturday morning he arrived early and literally pulled me out of bed to take my place beside Irene, having his own house key by this time. Barely awake I heard him telling me to clear off and wait downstairs; he'd give me a shout when they were ready for breakfast.

"Wont be for a while though, your wife needs a good fucking first."

When I carried their breakfast tray up an hour or so later Irene was in the bathroom.

"Your wife's cunt has become very much a home from home for my cock," he taunted as I served his breakfast. "She can't get enough of it. You can clear off out now."

"But I've got paper work to do here." I protested.

"Don't argue, just piss off and leave me in peace to enjoy Irene's services. If you're not out of here in sixty seconds I'll give you a thrashing to remember."

At that I scurried away, Steve's derisive laughter following me down the stairs.

It's quite impossible to describe the sensations involved in such activities as being ****** to kneel beside the bed with my arms behind my back, wrists tied tightly to ankles, and made to watch Steve and Irene having sex. To see his broad backside heaving up and down, the downward movements corresponding to wild, ecstatic cries from my wife beneath him and the upward movement corresponding to her long drawn out sighs, was incredible arousing while at the same time frustrating.

Even the look of contempt on Steve's face when he cast glances my way added to the excitement and I found myself revelling in my ignominious position, hoping their fun and games continued for a long, long time to come.

I revelled in Steve's open contempt and found myself hoping for more and was rarely disappointed, the culmination of their intercourse invariably bringing more scathing remarks my way as he heaved himself off an almost delirious Irene and wiped his smelly penis over my face. They would regularly leave me still tied and grovelling on the bedroom floor while taking a joint shower or bath.

The building work was finally completed but not Steve's affair with Irene. The long haired, muscular youngster continues to fuck my wife daily while subjecting me to various punishments and ***********s, regularly spanking me in front of her to demonstrate and reinforce his dominance.

One Saturday Steve told, nay ordered me, to follow him on a tour of our somewhat neglected garden. At a large tree right at the end of my property, the hedge bordering fields, he called a halt.

"This will do nicely. See this area next to the tree; I want it cleared of all weeds and rubbish by evening." Steve told me, indicating the overgrown ground beside the thick old tree trunk.

"But my brother and his family are due to visit this afternoon." I protested.

"You'd better put them off then, unless you want your brother to find me shagging the arse off his sister in law," he grinned.

Ignoring my protests Steve merely reiterated his instructions.

"Stop whinging and get on with it. You're hot and randy wife's keeping the bed warm for me and my cock's eager to take up its rightful place inside her cunt."

With no idea of why he wanted the ground cleared I started on the work, pausing after an hour to go back to the house and phone my brother and tell him something had come up and his visit would have to be postponed. With my wife's shrieks of joy emanating from the bedroom, Steve was plainly fucking her, I had to cut the call short fearful that my brother might hear.

The ground clearance proved hard, back breaking work for one unused to manual labour and took most of the day to complete, Steve only allowing me to take one very short break for lunch.

It was on the Sunday that I discovered the reason for the ground clearance when Steve told me to collect a rug and follow them to the tree.

What happened next soon became one of Steve's favourite activities and, to my shame, one of mine. He told me to stand facing the tree where I passively allowed him to tie my wrists together on the far side of it so that in effect I was embracing the tree. The mocking laugh which accompanied his words when Steve said that I could rub myself off against the tree while a real man had fun with my wife did indeed provoke an erection.

By craning my neck somewhat painfully I was just able to see them sporting on the rug which he'd spread out on the patch of ground I'd cleared. I did indeed indulge in the ignominious act of rubbing myself against the tree whilst watching Steve strip my wife naked before undressing himself. But then he returned to my side of the tree and I writhed helplessly as he ****** my trousers and underpants down. I could only stand in helpless anticipation, realising his intention, while he then searched for a suitable stick.

With Irene remaining on the rug, legs apart deliberately flaunting herself at me, her lover began beating my exposed buttocks with the stick. The blows, growing more and more vicious, were accompanied by insults and taunts about what he was going to do to Irene. How he was going to fuck my wife on the rug and give her the satisfaction she craves and needs but has never got from me. With my screams of pain and helplessness ringing out I realised why Steve had selected the most remote spot for my ground clearance, the tree being as far away as possible from our nearest neighbours.

The beating over, an highly excited Steve quickly mounted my wife and Irene's ecstatic yell as his penis drove into her matched my own cries of pain earlier. He was fucking her with a rapidity that took my breath away and to my undying shame I rubbed myself off against the tree as I watched his backside pumping up and down, up and down between my wife's thighs.

Afterwards I had to listen to Steve's sneers and jeers when he released me from the tree and saw what I'd done, Irene humiliatingly joining in his laughter.

"I never need to toss myself off like you," he taunted. "I can have your wife whenever I want, her cunt's mine for the exclusive use of, isn't that right Irene?"

"Of course darling, I'll spread my legs for your lovely big cock anytime you want."

Her reply delighted Steve while serving as a further reminder of my helplessness to put a stop to their affair even if I wanted to.

He went off towards the house saying he was going to join Irene in the shower, leaving me to rub my aching limbs, my neck in particular stiff and aching from straining to see around the tree.

Reaching the house in my turn I couldn't even get in, the bastard had locked me out, and when I knocked seeking admittance merely stuck his head out a window and told me to piss off or be quiet otherwise he'd take his belt to my already painful bottom.

A rather cold, overcast day in mid October, Steve again led me to the tree where as usual I allowed myself to be secured to it. Resisting the powerfully built youngster, by now my Master in every way would have been pointless anyway.

For once Irene wasn't with us and when Steve pulled my trousers and underpants down I just expected the usual beating before a return to the warm house, the weather looking too inclement to hang about outdoors. It all seemed a bit pointless to me and I couldn't see any sense in bringing me out, he might just as well have punished me inside, and I even remonstrated to Steve about it. He merely laughed though.

"Right," he grinned, eying me tied to the tree, trousers and underpants down around my knees. "I'm going back to the house now to have some fun with your wife. You'll receive your just deserts in due course."

Tied helplessly to the tree I had no idea of the passage of time but it was boring and growing increasingly cold. In fact I'd felt a couple of spots of rain by the time I heard Steve approaching through the undergrowth.

"Well, well, what have we here?"

I was horrified. It wasn't Steve's voice and for a moment I couldn't imagine who it could be. When he moved into my line of sight though I recognised the burly and bearded figure of Mr Bailey, Steve's ******. My horror deepened when I saw him undoing a fearsome looking belt and heard him say, "While my lads fucking the arse of your missus I'm going to flay yours with my belt."

"No!" I gasped.

"And can you guess what I'm going to do next?"

"No." I murmured, aware of Mr Bailey flexing his belt in readiness to deliver the first blow.

"By the time I've finished thrashing your arse my lad should have finished fucking your missus so I'm going up to the house and take a turn with her."

"God no, you swine. No, no." I shouted, my voice rising to a scream when his belt cut into my buttocks.

"Oh yes," he jeered. "Me and the lad are going to spend the afternoon taking turns with your wife, while you're all trussed up out here. Between us we're going to give the little lady a fucking to remember."

I was pleading with him to release me and leave us alone, even humiliating myself further by offering Mr Bailey money, but he merely laughed and continued the beating. By the time he paused I was screaming almost continuously, the beating far more painful than anything Steve had subjected me to.

"Your wife's addicted to big cocks now after months of regular fucking from my lad so your tiny little thing's of no use to her." Mr Bailey told me, back in full view again.

Unzipping he lowered his grubby looking jeans and produced a penis the size of which made me gasp, and it wasn't even erect!

"Another half dozen blows and then I'm going to go and see how your wife likes the feel of this up her cunt," he said, waving his penis at me.

"God no. It's huge!" I yelled. "Leave her alone."

"What and disappoint Irene, your wife's gagging for it. When Steve told her my cock's even bigger than his the slut begged him to bring me along, and from what he's told me about her I'm looking forward to giving the whore a good fucking."

"What!" I exclaimed. "Does Irene know about this?"

"Of course," he jeered. "And she also knows I'm out here tanning your arse while she's enjoying Steve's services. According to him your wife can't get enough cock so we're gonna treat her as our own personal whore, cheaper than paying for it; in fact we might charge you to keep quiet about things!"

I yelled, both in pain and frustration, when he continued the beating.

"When we've finished with Irene's cunt your little cock will get lost in there," he jeered. "Your wife won't even be able to feel it inside by the time we've opened her up."

To my shame I was sobbing by the time he'd finished and barely aware of his departure. I was alone, but not for long.

"Did my old man show you his cock and tell you what he was going to do with it?"

Steve's voice in my ear made me jump as I hadn't heard him approach, my mind going over and over Mr Bailey's words.

"Yes." I murmured, "Tell me it isn't true."

Steve laughed and slapped my bottom making me wince.

"You know it's true. At this precise minute I should think the old fellah's fucking your wife and really giving her what for." Steve taunted. "He's done a good job on your arse too; it's all red and raw."

His mouth close to my ear Steve hissed, "My old man's up in your bedroom fucking your wife, something he'll be doing a lot in future. We'll be taking turns with her."

I groaned and he laughed, jeering, "Resign yourself to it wimp. While you're playing with your little boys cock real men will be pounding your wife's cunt, she's ours to use as we see fit. It's coming on to rain so I'm going back to the house to see if the slut likes threesomes. You might as well hang around here thinking about Irene sucking my cock while the old fellah fucks her."

Laughing at his supposed wit Steve ran back towards the house leaving me tied to the tree in the increasingly heavy downpour.

My anguish, physical from the rain stinging and reigniting the pain of my ******** buttocks, and mental from wondering what the men would be doing to Irene, was intense. Mr Bailey had made it plain he wouldn't countenance any refusal or resistance from Irene, should she have changed her mind.

"Not that I expect any resistance, she likes cock too much for that, but come what may I'm going to fuck the bitch whether she wants it or not. I'll **** the tart if need be and unless you want your life story out in the open you'll keep quiet about it. From what Steve told me your wife's had more pricks than a pin cushion so one more wont make any difference."

Still pondering Mr Bailey's parting words I hardly noticed the rain had eased off when he was suddenly by my side again.

"I don't need to tell you where that's been," he jeered, flaunting his flaccid but huge looking penis at me.

"I've just had your wife." Mr Bailey went on triumphantly. " She's an incredibly good fuck, my lad was right, I'm definitely going to be having lots more of her cunt."

"No, no." I yelled when he slapped my bottom. "Leave us alone."

"I don't think so," he chuckled. "My lad's giving it to her again now and when he's finished I'm going to take another turn."

Suddenly thrusting his hand between my thighs Mr Bailey grabbed my testicles.

"Another peep out of you and I'll give your useless little balls a good hard squeeze," he snarled, applying a little pressure as he did so, just enough to make me beg him to desist.

"Your wife's ours to use as we see fit and don't you forget it." Mr Bailey snarled and with that he'd gone, the rain was coming on again.

It was Steve who came to taunt me next.

"My old man's thoroughly enjoying himself today, both fucking your wife and having some fun with you," he said, untying me from the tree.

Released from the uncomfortable position after so long I collapsed on the wet ground at the smiling Steve's feet.

"The old fellah said it was a good day when we got this contract and to tell you he'll be a regular visitor from now on."

I groaned, seeing Mr Bailey approaching.

"That's right, the wimp's wife is our plaything to do as we want with," he jeered.

He was again undoing his jeans and I cowered on the ground when he said,

"Let's see how the bastard likes the taste of my cock now it's been hard up his wife's cunt. Come on numpty lick it clean."

I made no move so Steve knelt and ****** my face into contact with his ******* testicles. ****** and *** were laughing as Mr Bailey's penis and balls were rubbed back and forth across my face until Steve ****** my mouth open and I had no choice but to accept the penis between my lips. With the men jeering and exchanging contemptuous remarks about me I licked and sucked Mr Bailey's penis.

I was then ****** to enact the same scenario with Steve, licking and sucking his penis also.

"Remember what we planned? I'm ready when you are ***." Mr Bailey said.

"Right, let's relieve ourselves." Steve replied.

A stream of urine from Mr Bailey's penis hit me on the chest, soaking through my already sodden shirt, before he directed it onto my face. With Steve joining in I did nothing but grovel whimpering at their feet, ****** and *** laughing jubilantly as they urinated on me, both making sure to soak my face.

"Go and see how we've left your wife, shagged out on the bed." Steve said finally, shaking the last drops of urine onto my face.

"Yea, your missus has been well and truly fucked today." Mr Bailey jeered. "Between us we've fucked her 4 times and really opened her cunt up."

Zipping up ****** and *** moved off, Mr Bailey pausing to shout back,

"Just so as you know, I'm coming back tomorrow for some more, and the next day, and the next. I'm gonna use your wife like a slut, fucking her whenever I feel like it. In fact we both are and there's nothing you can do to stop us, your wife wants our cocks as much as we want her juicy cunt."

The men went on their way laughing merrily and I made my way somewhat painfully to the house. They were right! Irene lay flaked out on the bed, legs flung wide, vagina gaping open, and the lips looking red and swollen. Her thighs were a mass of small bruises and I thought at first she'd been taken violently, particularly as she was crooning softly to herself.

"Sorry for letting you in for that, I couldn't stop them." I mumbled my apologies.

"Oh but it was fantastic." Irene smiled up at me. "Two huge cocks, one after the other, I've never experienced anything like it. Or so many orgasms!"

Clearly embarrassed to see me staring hungrily between her thighs my wife rolled over onto her tummy and I was shocked to see teeth marks all over her buttocks.

"Who did that?"

"Steve added a couple but most are his *******." Irene told me. "He also licked and kissed my anus, it was heavenly. But you're all wet and smelly."

I told Irene everything that had been done to me, including the men urinating over me, but if I expected any sympathy and concern, was sadly mistaken. She merely laughed!

Confirming that Mr Bailey would indeed be returning tomorrow, and hopefully for a long time to come, Irene told me that it excited her to be the men's sex slave.

"I've agreed to be their slut, to use whenever and however they want." Irene giggled.

With the passing months my sexual deprivation served as a constant source of amusement for ****** and ***. It wasn't that my wife refused, or didn't want to have sex with me but due to at least one; often the pair of them, fucking her daily, and anything up to 4 times a day, Irene was left satiated and fully satisfied. Far more so than I could ever hope to satisfy her as Mr Bailey took great pleasure in regularly reminding me.

I would often be banished from the house on their arrival, Mr Bailey in particular usually sending me on my way with a variety of contemptuous remarks.

"Close the door on your way out numpty, a real man's here to take care of your wife now." Typical of them.

However, from time to time he made me stay so as to witness Irene's pleasure at his hands. My wife's ecstatic yells and screams echoing round the house while the guy fucked her invariably made me cringe, I knew as he did that she'd never responded so vociferously with me.

"Your wife's mine now as far as sex is concerned," he jeered.

Mr Bailey also gloatingly told me, as I'd already realised myself, that Irene would never again be content with my little penis.

"With 2 big cocks pounding her cunt day after day your wife will never have any more use for your pathetic little thing," he taunted, adding. "By the time we've finished with her, your wife's cunt will be open house for any big cock that comes her way, the tart will drop her knickers for anything in trousers."

Whereas Steve's *********** and punishment of me had been carried out in a relatively light-hearted manner, just as an added extra to his main interest in having sex with my wife, Mr Bailey proved far more malicious in his dealings with me. In fact I sometimes thought he derived as much pleasure in the punishment and *********** of me as he did in fucking Irene!

A shaven headed, moustachioed guy, Mr Bailey always insisted on his surname being used in my dealings with him and never allowed me to address him by his Christian name. Forty eight when his fun and games with us began, Mr Bailey could be very sadistic at times, seeming to take malicious pleasure in humiliating and belittling me in front of my wife. He encouraged his *** to join in the derision of me, regularly making me grovel on the floor at their feet listening to the scorn and contempt they enjoyed heaping on me. Irene found it highly entertaining, even encouraging the men in their abasement of me, much to Mr Bailey's joy and my own sense of ***********.

"I'm going to ***** you down to the depths of degradation and then some, you snivelling worm," he snarled one day. "Your wife's our property to do as we want with now, to use her cunt whenever we want."

Once a week Mr Bailey made a point of spanking and whipping me in front of Irene, a *********** I actually grew to love! Afterwards I would sometimes be ordered to insert his penis inside my wife's vagina, Mr Bailey remarking one day that it must make a change to have a decent sized cock in my hand instead of my own little thing.

Sometimes he would order me to masturbate while he fucked Irene, something else I was only too happy to do as I watched his massive penis drilling in and out of my wife, his sneers and jeers doing nothing to dampen my ardour.

"A schoolboy's cap and short trousers for you from now on Noddy." Mr Bailey told me one day, handing me the said items.

"Yea, you've only got a little boy's cock so you might as well wear little boy's clothes whenever real men are here to take care of Irene," a smiling Steve added.

From then on I was expected to dress as a little boy in short trousers, school tie and blazer, with a school cap on my head whenever either of the men were in the house. Any neglect on my part to don the required attired would result in a caning, particularly severe when administered by Mr Bailey, so I had no choice but to adopt the humiliating role of schoolboy.

One day I was made to stand in the corner of the bedroom facing the wall with a dunces cap on my head, and orders not to look round. I must have stood there for well over 2 hours, fully erect thoughout, while I listened to my wife's ecstatic cries ringing out as the 2 men enjoyed themselves with her.

Irene's shrieks and cries had, by this time, become very familiar, daily echoing around the house as one or other of the big men fucked her.

Nearly every time he visited Mr Bailey ordered me to lick his penis, chiefly after he'd fucked Irene, intent on displaying his mastery over me to her.

Then came the day I was ordered to strip naked whereupon Mr Bailey tied my wrists together behind my back while Steve secured my ankles. Completely helpless I was then carried to the bathroom and placed, non to gently, into the empty bath.

"Hope you stocked up with the cans of beer we ordered." Steve said.

"Yes, there are lots in the fridge."

"Good. We're now going back downstairs to ***** and have some fun with Irene. When our bladders are full to bursting we'll come back and empty them on you." Mr Bailey informed me.

Well I've been urinated on a few times by now but his next words made me squirm and protest vehemently.

"We shall bring Irene with us so she can watch while we piss all over you. Show your wife what a total wimp you are, how you're under our thumb, our slave to command." Mr Bailey sneered, Steve jeering, "What a turd, what a tosser, just standing by while other guys fuck your missus."

Of course my protests went unheeded, ****** and *** departed laughing. I was left contemplating Mr Bailey's words, shattered that they intended to humiliate me thus in front of Irene.

Periodically while laying helplessly in the bath I heard bursts of laughter coming up from the lounge.

Time passed very slowly to my tormented mind but eventually the men returned and my heart sank to see Irene with them, perhaps I'd hoped she might refuse to come. They were all naked and the sight of my wife's body, the many love bites on her bottom and bruises on her thighs, testifying to much vigorous lovemaking over the months, prompted the inevitable erection followed by their also inevitable scorn.

"Look at hubby's tiny little cock Irene; even with a hard on it's barely 3 inches." Steve jeered, flaunting his massive penis at me.

My wife smiled and ran her fingers lovingly along the length of his penis.

"Still you don't have any need or use for his tiny cock nowadays do you love?" Mr Bailey said leering at me as he took one of my wife's breasts in his hand. "Now you've got our big cocks to play with you never need bother with his again."

My wife, who now had an arm around each of their waists as they stood in a row beside the bath looking down at me, smiled at Mr Bailey and said, "You're right, it's a pathetically small little thing. I can't imagine how I could ever have got any pleasure from it inside me. Not like your lovely big cocks."

The men laughed while I cringed at Irene's willingness to join in their *********** of me.

"I hope the pair of you are going to continue fucking me for many years to come. You know it's what I need and I'll do anything you want." Irene murmured, now cradling their balls in her hands.

The men's laughter had a distinctly triumphant ring to it now before Mr Bailey leant over to hiss, "Now you've heard it from her own lips wimp, your wife will open her legs for us anytime. Some of our mates will also be sampling her cunt before we're done."

He straightened up again, grinning smugly as he looked down at me. If he had wanted to demonstrate his power over me he had certainly succeeded. It was plain that my wife had become their plaything to use as they saw fit, just as he'd predicted all those months ago.

A jeering Mr Bailey began urinating over me, his *** quickly joining in, and my *********** was compounded by Irene's willingness, nay eagerness, to hold the 2 big cocks and direct the streams of urine over my body. Following Mr Bailey's instruction she made sure to thoroughly soak my face, the men's triumphant laughter ringing out as I twisted and turned in vain to avoid the streams of hot pee cascading onto me. Of course I closed my eyes, both to avoid the pee and to shut out the sight of the men's gloating faces, but it went up my nose and, as I spluttered, also into my mouth much to their delight.

The twin streams dwindled to a trickle, Irene shaking the last few drops down onto me, and I breathed a sigh of relief that it was over. The relief was short lived though. I was horrified to see the men lift my wife up and hold her over the side of the bath, legs wide apart. Then she too urinated over me, the direction inevitably more wayward than the men's, but my sense of ignominy and *********** at her willingness to play a part in their torment of me knew no bounds.

"You might as well have a good look at your wife's cunt now you've got the opportunity." Steve jeered.

"Yea, have a good look at what you're not getting wimp." Mr Bailey sneered, joining in the mockery. "Your wife's cunt is ours to use whenever we want. Isn't that right Irene?"

"Of course darling. Leave him now and take me to the bedroom, I want to feel your lovely big cocks inside me again."

Laughing triumphantly, ****** and *** carried her from the room, Mr Bailey looking back to taunt, "We're both going to fuck your wife now while you lay there stinking in our piss. I'll leave the door open so you hear Irene's shrieks while we give it to her."

He was certainly right there although I would have heard my wife's yells and cries even if all doors had been closed!

When Steve's visits stopped due to a relationship developing with a girl his own age I had hopes that Mr Bailey would also cease to plague us, or rather me, as Irene had no problem with his attentions. Just the opposite in fact!

It wasn't to be though. Mr Bailey, he continued to insist on the prefix Mr whenever I addressed him, turned out to be a divorcee who prior to his fun and games with Irene had regularly visited prostitutes.

"Don't need to pay for it anymore though," he gloated when telling me this. "I can use your wife whenever I get the urge."

Seeing me biting my lip, Mr Bailey went on, "That's right your wife's my own private prostitute to use as I see fit and with the added bonus of being free! Mind you I might share her with a few selected mates. Could even make a few quid by hiring her out."

He laughed at my protests.

"In fact it's a ****** good idea. I can make some money from your wife opening her legs for a load of blokes. We both know she's nothing but a whore. As long as the slut's got a big fat cock inside her she doesn't care who's on the end of it."

He was as good as his word, unfortunately!

Over the next few months I became used to Mr Bailey arriving with friends, friends who would invariably be introduced to me as the cuckold husband. He always made sure I witnessed the transaction when the guy, or sometimes guys, in question handed him the money to have sex with Irene.

"Nice little earner for me, your wife's cunt," he gloated one day waving a wad of notes in my face, with 3 guys sitting in the lounge watching a football match on television while waiting their turn, a fourth upstairs with Irene. "Twenty quid a time, but at least they're getting it unlike you!"

One day Mr Bailey arrived in one of the firms small trucks. Nothing unusual there as, following Steve's example, he often used me to clean the firms vehicles. On this occasion though the brother who runs the building firm with him was seated beside Mr Bailey.

I approached in some trepidation when Mr Bailey shouted to me, not relishing being humiliated in front of his brother. He told me to unload the wood, planks and such like, and carry it into the larger of my two barns.

"What for?"

"Don't ask questions wimp; just do as you're told." Mr Bailey snapped, his brother grinning at my discomfort.

The brother was introduced as Eric, at forty five a bit younger than Mr Bailey.

"This is the wimp I told you about." Mr Bailey said as introduction.

"What the guy who can't satisfy his wife so you do the business for him?"

"Yea, me and a lot of other blokes. Pathetic isn't he."

With the brothers laughing I hurriedly began unloading and carrying the materials into the barn, keen to escape their scorn. Eventually everything had been transported inside, my work overseen by the lounging, grinning brothers.

"Eric's involved with the carpentry side of the business." Mr Bailey told me. "He's going to construct a couple of things in the barn and you can help out as his lackey. Meanwhile I'm going over to the house and give your wife another good fucking."

He turned away laughing and Eric set to work.

My role consisted in passing items to him as required, lengths of wood, tools, nails etc. Soon the first construction began to take shape and I recognised a pillory.

"My brother wants you locked in this while he enjoys your wife," a smiling Eric told me. "Your hands padlocked up beside your head will prevent you playing with yourself. I bet you want to now!"

His last remark was prompted by Irene's yell reaching us from the bedroom and Eric paused in his work to listen.

"Hmm, sounds as if Bro's really giving it to your wife. Can you imagine her writhing on the end of his cock?" he taunted.

I said nothing and the laughing Eric resumed his work.

"There, nearly finished. Put your head and hands in for a trial run."

I did as he said, knowing refusal would be pointless, and the top bar came down affectively trapping my head and hands through the three holes. After snapping a padlock shut, Eric lowered the crossbar downwards and it was only then that I realised the ingenuity of his construction. Unlike a normal pillory the upright had a series of notches into which the crossbar could be fitted and as he tested them I found myself ****** to shuffle my feet backwards until my body was bent at right angles.

"Perfect, works a treat," he said, grabbing a handful of hair to yank my face upwards. "What do you think my brother's been doing while we've been working out here?"

I remained silent until Eric snapped, "Come on spit it out, you know full well what's been happening in the house. You heard the lady screaming with pleasure same as I did. What's he been up to?"

"Fucking my wife." I murmured.

"That's right but put some detail on it. Tell me the things they've been doing, apparently you've watched enough times. And call me Sir, I'm your Master now along with my brother so show me some respect."

While talking Eric moved out of my line of sight and feeling his hands undoing my trousers I groaned, guessing what was coming next.

"Come on, talk to me," he urged, pulling my trousers and underpants down.

"My wife will have been licking and sucking your brother's penis and balls while he licked her cunt." I stammered reluctantly.

Feeling the cold blade of the saw stroking my bared and defenceless bottom and fearful about what he might do, I went on hurriedly, "Then he will have fucked my wife, driving his big hard cock in and out of her cunt to spunk deep inside her." I gabbled.

A raucous laugh from the doorway brought my head up and I saw the naked Mr Bailey, a broad grin on his face, as he studied his brother's handiwork.

"Excellent bit of carpentry," he beamed. "And you're right, smell where that's been."

Mr Bailey held his penis to my nose and the smell of my wife's vagina was unmistakable.

"Now you can lick my cock clean while Eric warms your arse up with a few strokes from the flat blade," he literally snarled.

The first, relatively light, flick of the cold steel across my bottom prompted an immediate response and Mr Bailey laughed jubilantly when I began licking his penis. He was holding my head up by the hair as I continued to lick all round the end of his mighty penis and with each stroke of the blade causing me to draw a sharp intake of breath the brothers were laughing triumphantly.

Suddenly kneeling, Mr Bailey put his face close to mine and hissed, "Would you like to fuck Irene the way I just did?"

"Oh yes, yes!" I exclaimed before yelping, the blade replaced by Eric's hand.

"Well you're not going to, are you?"

"No." I muttered downcast, adding of my own volition. "I'm unable to satisfy her so couldn't expect my wife to have sex with me now she's got you."

"That's right, your wife's ours now and don't you forget it," a jubilant Mr Bailey crowed, clearly delighted by my reply.

The beating seemed to be over at last and Mr Bailey, still on his knees, said, "Do you know what my brother is going to do now?"

"No." I muttered, though I had a good idea.

"Eric's going to fuck your wife for the first time, the first of many. Show the wimp what you've got to offer the lady Bro."

The crossbar being returned to the top notch I was brought upright with it, much to my relief. The ****** position had been increasingly uncomfortable. I now had a clear view of Eric, trousers and underpants round his knees, displaying a flaccid but incredibly fat looking penis for my inspection.

"My brother's cock may not be quite as long as mine but look at the girth." Mr Bailey said.

"Oh God, it's marvellous!" a wide eyed Irene exclaimed, having entered the barn unnoticed at some stage.

Smiling at her Eric stripped completely naked for Irene's inspection, clearly revelling in my wife's appreciation of his physique. Tall and very broad chested, Eric is a mass of bulging muscles, the result of weight training it turned out. His upper torso and arms are covered in masses of tight greyish curls and I saw him flash me a triumphant smirk when Irene ran her fingers through them. With her other hand stroking the guy's balls it was inevitable that Eric rapidly developed an erection.

"There what did I tell you? Bet you'll enjoy riding Eric's fat cock." Mr Bailey commented to Irene while releasing me from the pillory.

"God yes!" Irene was almost drooling in anticipation now, Eric sucking one of her nipples.

Propelling me to the front of the pillory Mr Bailey ****** me to the ground. I literally grovelled at their feet, looking at my wife who excitedly held a penis in each hand. Pushing me on to my back with his foot, Mr Bailey said, "What about hubby's little cock, would you like to ride that?"

"Good God no. I don't want that little worm!" my wife exclaimed emphatically. "He was always a waste of time in bed. I want yours, both of them."

"What about you wimp. What do you think of my brother's cock?"

"Impressive." I admitted reluctantly.

"So you should be impressed." Mr Bailey snapped. "Later you can become better acquainted with it."

"What do you mean?" I asked, though in my heart of hearts already knew the answer.

"After he's fucked your wife you can lick my brother's cock clean for him the way you do mine. It will be a regular job for you now." Mr Bailey told me.

"At least the turd will get a smell of his wife's cunt as unlike us he'll never get to use it."

Eric's comment provoked peals of laughter from all 3 of them and, actually revelling in my ***********, I groaned, "Of course you're right I can't expect Irene to put up with my little penis any more and I'll gladly serve you in any way if you make her happy, and yes I want to lick and suck your cocks clean after you've pleasured her."

To my undying shame I was grovelling at their feet masturbating as I debased myself thus.

"I told you I'd got the wimp well trained." Mr Bailey said to his brother.

"Yea but I think the wanker still needs corporal punishment on a regular basis to make sure he knows who's got the upper hand."

"You're right. On your feet wimp, bend over and touch your toes. From today you'll obey my brother the same as you do me. With Steve no longer in the running I'm sure Irene will be happy to open her legs for Eric's big fat cock instead."

"Oh yes, yes! Get it done with and take me to the bedroom." My wife was practically drooling as she stroked Eric's penis.

The brother's exchanged grins before Eric barked, "Come on turd, adopt the position."

I gingerly bent over to touch my toes and he promptly took his belt to my backside, beating me with obvious relish while egged on by Mr Bailey whose scornful and contemptuous remarks accompanied the thrashing. The three of them laughed as my yells and screams for mercy rang out but inevitably Eric didn't show me any.

Directly the beating was over I collapsed to the earthen floor only for the laughing Mr Bailey to urinate over me, during which time I saw Eric pick my wife up in his powerful arms and carry her off towards the house.

"On your knees and suck my cock." Mr Bailey snarled.

Automatically responding to his command I found myself gulping it down when he finished off by urinating into my mouth.

"Carry on licking and sucking my cock. Make it hard ready to go and take another turn with your wife when Eric's finished with her. Don't forget my balls; I want to feel your mouth round them too." Mr Bailey commanded

He stood hands on hips looking down at me with a contemptuous expression on his face as I meekly did as he said.

All the time I was licking and sucking Mr Bailey's genitals he taunted me about what his brother would be doing with my wife.

"And while you play with your little boy's cock your wife's ours to do as we want with," he taunted.

"You're right of course; Irene doesn't want me now she's got you." I whimpered pathetically.

"You were right Bro; this guy's wife is a really good screw. Can't get enough either, the randy bitch said to tell you to hurry back she wants some more." Eric said entering the barn, then laughed to see me squatting on the dirt floor sucking Mr Bailey's balls.

"What did I tell you, the tarts putty in our hands. We can have her whenever we want and there's nothing hubby can do about it. He'll gladly lick your cock clean now it's been up his wife's cunt, wont you wimp."

I muttered something in reply and the grinning Mr Bailey added, "He likes to smell and taste his wife's cunt on guy's cocks. After all it's the nearest he ever gets to it these days."

Then it was Eric straddling me and he said, "Do what you've been trained to do cocksucker."

Suddenly I found myself holding his penis by the root and running my tongue round and round the glans, aware of a very strong smell of sexual activity emanating from it.

"What a little ****." Eric sneered. "You're nothing but a turd, a pathetic wanker. Your job is to lick my cock and balls clean every time I fuck your wife, and that'll be lots."

"That's right; teach the wimp his place Bro." Mr Bailey encouraged.

Meanwhile I was licking and sucking Eric's penis with uncontrollable relish, actually revelling in the *********** they were subjecting me to and wanting it to go on. When I turned my attention to Eric's balls, licking and even kissing them with loving care, the brothers jeering laughter rang out.

"The turd's found his rightful place in the scheme of things." Eric said.

"Yea our own personal cock cleaner." Mr Bailey's mocking voice commented.

Then I was sucking Eric's penis, I couldn't help myself, and Mr Bailey said, "That's it demonstrate your subservience to Eric. Next you can lick and kiss his arse hole like you do mine as a sign of your total obedience."

"Oh yes, I like that idea," his brother said, quickly turning his back on me and bending low.

There was no hesitation, I palmed his buttocks to spread them and pressed my lips to Eric's anus.

"Oh yes!" he shouted triumphantly. "Lick my bum hole you little ****."

"You tell the wanker Bro." Mr Bailey's voice added before both brothers dissolved in laughter at the abject spectacle I made, grovelling on the dirt floor licking and kissing Eric's anus.

Inevitably I was then ordered to give Mr Bailey the same treatment but by this time I was past caring, revelling in their humiliating treatment of me and began masturbating again while licking his anus, much to their amusement. They wouldn't let me come though, Eric ordering me to stop playing with myself.

"We never need to do that. Your wife's legs are permanently open for us." Mr Bailey jeered. "Do you want me to go and fuck her now?"

"Yes," my reply sounded faint.

"Speak up, what do you want me to do?"

"I want you to fuck my wife. Please go now; I know she's waiting impatiently for you." I practically begged, knowing and not caring that I was humiliating myself to such a great extent before my jeering tormentors.

"Look at his tiny little cock Eric."

"Yes, pathetic isn't." Eric agreed.

"Yea and so is he. Go on then wanker; play with yourself again while I tell you what we're going to do with your wife."

Despite the jeers and laughter of the brothers I resumed masturbating and with Eric describing in lurid detail the things they intended doing to Irene, quickly came.

"Now lick the mess from your hand and swallow it." Eric ordered.

Accompanied by their sneers and jeers I did so.

"You'll defer to us in all things, is that understood?" Eric snapped.

"Yes Sir, of course Sir." I gabbled all too eagerly. "But can I watch you satisfying my wife, at least occasionally?"

"Maybe, but only if you're totally obedient to us and agree to serve us in any way. Even then there will be a fee attached to your pathetic voyeurism." Mr Bailey told me, with a wink at Eric.

"Oh yes, I'll be very good and do anything you say if you'll let me watch." I begged.

"Anything eh." Mr Bailey mused. "Next weekend you can come over to our yard and clean all the works vehicles, the office and toilets. In fact you can clean the office and toilets every weekend, our regular cleaner left recently and it will save us the expense and hassle of employing a new one."

"Yea and while you're cleaning the bogs we'll be reaming your wife's cunt out with our cocks." Eric taunted.

"Yes, but what about watching?"

"Well, on receipt of £50 you can watch the two us fucking your wife. OK?" Mr Bailey told me.

"Oh yes whatever you say." I agreed all too readily.

"Let's make it £100, £50 each." Eric said, to which I again agreed.

I remained laying on the floor in the barn for quite a while after the men had gone to the house, feeling totally humiliated and degraded to have taken part so willingly, even enthusiastically, in their treatment of me.

Henceforth both brothers would be my Masters in every way, Eric to be addressed as Sir to differentiate from Mr Bailey. My musings were frequently disturbed by Irene's wild shrieks and ecstatic screams but despite a strong, almost overwhelming desire to see what was going on, I obeyed Mr Bailey's orders and remained in the barn. Still in three days time, providing I have the £100 in cash, he promised me unlimited viewing. Although with the proviso that I'll be tied up and unable to play with myself, and I'll also have to lick both men's cocks clean in front of my wife after they've fucked her.

"That should keep you in your place and show your wife what a pathetic wimp you are." Mr Bailey jeered.

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Caught in Panties & Dominated


I love to wear sissy clothes, and I fantasize about being controlled by a dominating mistress, who ****** me to wear her clothes, to take her boyfriend's cock into my virgin mouth, make love to his big stiff cock, deep throating it until he comes into my mouth, filling up my mouth until his hot cum drools out of the corners of my mouth, around the sides of his fat cock, and down my chin, dripping onto my sexy, shear, see-through blouse, with D-sized breasts inside my push-up bra.

At work I often stay after hours until I'm the only one there. I'll put on my fuchsia lace panties, lacy stockings and garter belt under my slacks. And a bra and camisole under my shirt, so that the security cameras can't see what I'm wearing under my work clothes. Then I peruse the office cubicles, looking for sweaters I can borrow while I'm being a girl.

Tonight I'm really needing it, so I take my girl clothes and a borrowed sweater into a conference room, close and lock the door. I take off my work clothes, put on my 5 inch heels, tuck my falsie breasts inside my bra, pull up a tight pink skirt around my sissy ass, put on a tight, white shear stretch blouse which clearly shows my nipples, and put on the soft pink borrowed sweater, which belongs to Naomi -- wow, she's got such big, pert tits. God, I wish I could wear more of her clothes, she always dresses so sexy, always flirting with all the men. I wish I could be her, and let them fuck me.

I button up her sweater to just under my boobs. By this time my little clitty is stiff and hard inside my silky panties. With the lights off I parade back and forth in front of the conference room windows, safe in the knowledge that no one can see me there up on the 3rd floor. Walking in heels, with my boobs bouncing in my blouse makes me feel SO sexy. Although I've never had the courage to find a real man, with a real cock, I want cock, I want it right here, right now. Instead, I put on some cocksucker red lipstick, and top it with shiny lip gloss, and now I'm ready to suck my big rubber dildo.

I lay the dildo down at the edge of the table, get down on my knees where I belong, and begin sucking the cock, or the dildo that I wish was a cock. I make love to that cock with my mouth for several minutes, getting hornier and hornier... GOD I need cock! So I pull out another dildo, a big black one molded from one of my favorite porn stars. I apply lube to the black cock, set it underneath me on the floor, and pull aside my panties. With my other hand I guide the tip of the cock to my sissy anal cum hole, rub it around... ohhhh, it feels so good! I can't wait to feel it inside me as I ride up and down -- ohhhh, I SO love to ride cock! I sit back and push the head of the cock inside, past my sphincter muscle, and now the head of the cock is inside me. I can't wait, so I start sliding down on it, up and down, pushing it a little deeper with each stroke. I put my mouth around the cock on the table and suck it while I continue to ride the big cock on the floor, pushing it deeper, and deeper, and deeper, as my big titties bounce up and down on my chest, inside my blouse, and inside Naomi's tight sweater. Finally I sit all the way down on the big cock until I can sit on the balls at it's base. I LOVE this feeling, where the widest part of the cock is stretching my anus, with the full, big cock all the way up inside of my anal pussy. I am such a girl, such a slut. It feels so good that I moan out loud around the sides of the cock in my mouth.

The lights come on and I hear a deep voice say "What the hell are you doing there?" I fall a back on my heels, cock in my mouth and look at the door -- there's the security guard Rick. Oh my GOD!

I drop the dildo from my mouth to the floor. "Trace? is that Trace -- what the fuck are you wearing? Holy ****, is that Naomi's sweater?!?" Oh my god, I'm thinking, how many times has Rick flirted with Naomi, staring at her big pert boobs, hanging inside the same sweater that I'm wearing right at this moment?

"You could get fired for this," he says and smirks, "Faggot. You were sucking that dildo with wild abandon. Tracie, little sissy Tracie, the cocksucker."

"Oh god, Rick, don't... don't get me fired... I... what can I do?"

"Stand up and come over here" Rick says, assertively.

I stand up, with the big dildo sticking out of my ass, holding up the back of my skirt. "But... the lights are on!"

"Get over here you slut!"

I waddle over to him. He says "Kneel before me slut, let's put those cocksucker lips to work."

A thrill shoots up my spine! Oh my god, is that what he wants? I squat down on my heels before him. Oh my god!

"Undo my belt slut."

Oh my god! Am I finally about to taste my first, real cock? Oh my god. My hands are shaking as I undo his belt. I unbutton his pants, and the dildo starts to slide out of my ass. As I reach back to grab it he says get your hands back up where I can see them, pull down my underwear. I put my hands up and grab the elastic band of his underwear, shaking with anticipation, oh my god, a REAL MANs cock!

"You really want this cock, don't you you slut? You're going to LOVE sucking my cock. Moan for me, sissy.

I pull down his underwear and his cock slips out. It's already starting to get hard, at least 5 or 6 inches as it hang down, mostly limp, but stiffening as I watch it. I can't help it; I let out a moan.

"That's it, moan for me slut, kiss it."

"Oh god Rick, I..."

"You really want it, I can tell you want to suck my cock, faggot."

I reach forward to kiss his cock. The dildo drops out of my anus, thumping on the floor. He bends over to look and laughs, "oh yeah, I can see you want my big cock, you want it in your pussy. Tell me you want to suck my cock, that you want to fell me thrusting it deep into your anal cum hole."

"Oh god Rick..."

"Say it slut!"

"Oh Rick, I need to suck your cock, please let me suck your cock Rick."

"Tell me what you want, Tracie, all of it! Do you need me in your ass?"

"Oh god Rick... yes, please. After I suck your cock, please fuck me, fuck me deeply in my sissy cum hole, let me ride your cock until I'm moaning with pleasure!"

"That's it slut, now kiss my cock, take it in your sissy mouth... Tracie."

I lean over the rest of the way, and I kiss my first cock. He smells good, I start to get hard in my panties. I kiss him again and again, working my way down to the head of his cock. I kiss around the head of his cock. He tastes so... so manly. I'm really going to do it now, I'm going to take the head of his cock in my mouth, I'm going to suck a real man's cock for the first time. Oh GOD...

"Stand up!"

What?!?

"Stand up now faggot!"

My cock falls limp in my panties as I standup.

"Grab your stuff and follow me, Now!"

I stuff my dildos and my work clothes into my bag as he pulls his pants back up and turns off the lights. I follow him down the hall and I try to hide my face from the security cameras.

"Don't worry about the cameras, little sissy Tracie. If you're good, I'll edit out the footage and keep it for myself. If not... well... Looks like you're mine from here on out. You can suck my cock while wearing Naomi's sweater, but you better not drip on it, you dirty little slut." He laughs.

He brings me into the executive break room, shuts the door.

"On your knees slut! Your knees this time, where you belong."

He pulls down his pants and briefs, grabs the back of my head and pulls my head onto his cock, sliding the head of his cock through my lipstick-coated lips and into my mouth. Oh Wow! This is it! I finally have a real cock in my mouth...

Rick grabbed my hair in his fists and pulled my head roughly onto his cock, ******* his cock to the back of my throat. I knew what was coming and my dick stiffened hard in my panties. I tried to breathe in quickly through my nose as he pushed against my tonsils, pushed harder, and I felt the head of his big cock push past my tonsils and into the back of my throat, completely filling me. As I leaned forward my head inclined back, allowing as much room as possible for his big meat in my throat. My nose pressed into his pubic hair, smelling his pungent manhood, while on my tongue I tasted his pre-cum that rubbed off from his cock on the way in. I couldn't breathe and the room began to get dark as he held my head there, on his cock. Then he pulled out fast and I breathed in and ******, as thick saliva mixed with pre-cum flowing past my lips and dripping down onto my blouse, on my big bouncing breasts.

He let me have a moment to recover, then said "that's it slut, you're my deep throat slut now. Take off Naomi's sweater, we don't want to drip my cum all over it." I took her sweater off and set it aside. "Now suck my cock." I took his cock back into my mouth and felt the bottom of his shaft slide on my tongue, then I began bobbing my head up and down on his stiff cock, wrapping my lips tightly around his shaft, holding my teeth away from him, and feeling his cockhead sliding in and out, back and forth on my tongue. I felt like such a whore, and I loved it. I'd been waiting for this moment for all of my life.

My breasts bounced up and down in my blouse as I bobbed on his cock. My dick was SO hard in my panties, I could barely stand it. And my anus began to tingle, sparkling with desire. I was sucking my first cock, and already I was wanting him, wanting to feel his hard cock pumping, pumping, pumping in and out of my anal cum hole. I'd only ever fucked dildoes in the past, but now I was hungry, starved for a real man's cock, to feel the heat of a real, stiff cock pounding into my slut hole. I wanted to be Rick's slut, his whore, and I needed more, as I hungrily worked up and down on his cock. I pulled off of his cock and wrapped my hand around his stiff shaft. I loved the feel of his hot, stiff cock in my hand, but this wasn't my first.

When I was young I'd held my friend's hard penis in my hand as he'd held mine. We rubbed cooking oil on each other's hard penises, but were too young to know what it meant to cum. I was curious, and had thoughts of putting my mouth on my friend's penis, but did not have the courage to take it further. His cock was much bigger than mine, he was black, and his cock was long, stiff, hot and hard; it looked and felt so amazing. I wished he'd ask me to put my mouth on his penis, and in the years since I've thought about that and masturbated many times, thinking about sucking his cock. But that was my only experience holding another guy's cock. That is, until now.

As I held Rick's hardness in my hand I began to slide my hand up and down on his shaft. "You're really enjoying this, aren't you slut. Cocksucking slut Tracie. What a whore. Suck me some more, whore." And he pulled my head back onto his cock, which I greedily took into my mouth. I slid my hand up and down his stiff shaft as I sucked the head of his cock in and out of my mouth. I could feel him pulsing, feel his ***** pumping into his cock. I could taste more of his precum, tangy and salty, and I began to think about what it would feel like for him to pulse and jerk, cumming into my mouth, filling my mouth with his cum. My eyes were closed as I worked him and worked him, loving every second of it.

Flash! What was that? I opened my eyes and "look up at me slut!" he said. With his cock buried in my throat, my hand gripping the base of his shaft, I looked up to see him holding his cell phone. Flash! Flash! As he took more pictures of me, sucking on his cock, wearing one of my slutty outfits, Naomi's sweater just off to the side. Then he switched to video mode and set his phone on the table next to us, recording me sucking on his cock like a little cock whore, but not including his face or upper body.

"Oh yeah, I own you now, you cocksucking slut," Rick said. "Imagine what it would be like if I posted pictures and vids of you dressed up like a whore, sucking cock. Yeah, you're going to suck me off whenever I want. Me and my friends. My cock pulsed and my anus clenched when he said that. Oh... my... god... Rick... and his friends.

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Cuckold Husband


I arrived at the airport and as soon as I exited the arrivals hall, I was greeted by you and your husband, John. We quickly went to the car and as soon as we were all in, John in the back, I leaned over and kissed you long and hard, groping your tits with one hand.

"Hmm, love your tits, so nice and big, take them out so I can see them", I ordered.

"But she can't drive like that, anybody could see her", John said.

"That's the whole point, why should such lovely tits be hidden. Just drive, I need to have my cock sucked soon, I'm so horny after the flight, those stewardesses dress so sexy."

You obediently drove off from the airport with your tits exposed, I let my hand wander up between your leg and soon I was fingering your clit, your pussy was drenched with juices.

"Uhm, you taste so good" I said, bringing one finger to my mouth " I'm really looking forward to this weekend".

"So have we, I'm so much looking forward to taste your cock in real, having cum so many times to your pictures and videos. Do you have a big load for me?".

"Sure, I haven't cum for a week, so there will be plenty for you, and I guess John as well".

We had arranged a weekend at your place after having exchanged more and more sexy emails for a couple of months. It was agreed that I would take charge and John would do whatever we wanted from him, a fact that he might have second thought about as we talked about all the perverted stuff we could think of as we drove along.

After thirty minutes we arrived at your house in a small suburb and we quickly went inside, John was carrying my bag and as soon as we came in, I asked him to help you undress me. Soon there was only my pants left and as you started to undress, I told him to take my pants down. When they dropped, my hard cock sprung out and almost hit him in the face. He got this dreamy look in his eyes, but I told him to sit in the chair.

"Come over here and start sucking" I ordered.

You were now naked and your sexy body made my cock jerk, such beautiful legs and feet, you had kept your stockings and heels on. You quickly dropped to your knees and took my hard cock in your hungry mouth. You could taste the pre-cum that had formed already and as you sucked on it, more came as you worked your mouth around the head, also licking my shaved balls, they were hard with all the cum that I had saved.

"Uhh, you're soo good at sucking cock, take it all in your mouth" I groaned "but watch it, I don't want to cum yet, I need to fuck you first".

I could feel the cum rising, my cock was rock hard, so I took you by the arms and led you to the couch. I took both your feet in my hands and started licking the tips of your toes, working my way up your legs. When I reached your pussy, I saw it was drenched with juices, I licked my lips and started slipping my tongue up and down your wet pussy, finding your clit and letting the tip of my tongue massage it until you came, drenching my face with you cum.

I rose and without warning I rammed my cock in your wet pussy, fucking you with hard trusts until you screamed out loud. John was now naked, sitting in a chair playing with his hard cock, watching us fuck like mad. Soon I could feel that I could no longer hold it back and I quickly withdrew my cock and moved up to your face.

"Do you want my cum, want to taste my hot sperm" I panted.

"Yes, yes, give it to me, I want to taste your hot cum, shoot it all over my face".

With a groan I started to unload, the first spurts were thick and creamy, covering your face and mouth, I directed my cock at your tits and let the cum rain over them, covering the nipples and running down the sides.

"Oh my god, it tastes so good and you have so much, oh, I'm cumming again".

John also could not hold it anymore and he came all over his stomach.

After you caught your breath again, you looked up at me with a lust filled expression and played with my half-hard cum covered cock. Your face was drenched in cum and when you spoke, I could hear that you had swallowed quite a lot, your voice was thick with it.

"John, I saw that you came without me telling you to, come over here now" you ordered " lick all the cum of your hand and then all his delicious cum from my face and tits".

"But you're all covered with cum" he said.

"Yes, it was nice to see a real man shooting his cum, now get started, remember to lick his cock clean as well".

John obediently knelt down beside you and started licking the cum of your face while I was rubbing the rest in while massaging your big tits, only stopping when he was ready to lick my cock clean.

We then recovered in a couple of sun lounges ******** beer, I told you I had plans for tonight and not to worry, we had the rest of the weekend to fuck and play here. After a couple of hours we took a shower and got dressed for the night. You were dressed in a short dress that showed much of your beautiful legs and most of you cleavage, you looked incredible hot.

I asked you to drive towards downtown and when you asked where, I said to a district where woman seldom went alone, unless they were doing business. When we arrived in a rundown part of town, I directed you towards a small strip mall.

"Ok, park over there by the adult book shop. What is it John, afraid to be recognized. I guess that you've been here before".

"What does he mean John, you never told me that you went to this place, at least I haven't seen you bring anything back from here".

"I don't think that's the reason he comes here" I said with laugh.

After we parked, we went inside the shop and once inside, we started looking around. There were the usual rows of porn movies, shelves with all sorts of dildos and other sexual toys. You walked around and looked at the different stuff and commenting on the items.

"Look, this is one big dildo, I would need to be very wet to have that up my pussy. Mm, this girl certainly gets her fair share of cum, there must be at least ten guys cumming over her. Wouldn't that be nice John, to have your wife coming home like that".

John did not say much, looked around nervously. I looked at all the stuff with you, picking out several very perverted ones, some german movies that had the girls completely covered in cum.

You were getting exited again looking at all the movies and didn't notice that a few men had started following us around in the store, eagerly listening to your comments.

"Would you like to see some of them" I asked.

"Yes, that would be great, can we rent them or buy them".

"Even better, we can see them here", I said.

I picked out a couple and went to the counter. He explained that their video system for the cabins was broken down, but if we didn't mind, he would show them in the cinema for the same price.

I agreed and led you into a small cinema, six rows of seats with six seat in each. John was close behind and we soon sat down in the middle of the room. There were a couple of other guys already there and the looked at you with lusty eyes. Soon the movie changed to the one we've chosen and I told you to relax and enjoy. On the screen a mature woman were playing with herself, but soon she was surrounded by eight men that all stood naked, playing with their hard cocks. She started sucking them and playing with others while one was fucking her from behind.

"Oh god, this is so hot, I get so horny watching all these cocks, wish it was me, I bet she will be covered in cum later".

"Yeah, actually I've seen this one before, it's not only cum she gets covered in. If you're really horny, why don't you play with yourself, nobody will mind, they're doing it as well".

You looked around and saw that a few more men had entered the cinema and sat openly playing with their cocks. There were a few white, but most of them were black, some having really huge cocks.

You spread your legs and inserted a finger into you pussy, when you took it out and held it in front of me, the juices were dripping from it. I hungrily licked it up and you continued to rub you pussy.

"This is so hot, look at all these cocks, it's so hot seeing them jacking off".

"Hi John" someone called out.

John looked as he had been slapped, tried to duck and hide, but this black guy came over, his huge cock hanging from his open fly. He stopped in front of John and let his hand glide slowly up and down his erect cock.

"What's the matter, you're normally not so shy, don't you want to lick my cock today".

You looked at John, who seemed like he wanted to crawl under the carpet.

"What the hell is this about, do you come here to suck cock, you little pervert".

"He sure does, normally he's in the last booth and he is actually quite a good cocksucker, me and my friends love it when he's here. He always swallow, sometimes even licks our asses. He must be a very healthy guy, he sure gets a lot of protein" the guy laughed.

"Jesus, I didn't know that you were such a slut. I know you like to clean me out when I come home, but this. Anyway, you might as well get them all hard, I could use some cock now, this makes me horny".

You looked at the screen, the lady was now on her knees, surrounded by men jacking off and soon starting to cover her face and tits in sperm, she had her mouth full and was playing with it with her tongue.

John finally gave in and sat up and started to blow the black guy in from of him. You looked around and saw some men still sitting, jacking off, but others were now approaching with their hard cocks in hand.

You got out of your dress and knelt down on a chair, soon one guy was fucking you hard from behind you had another two in from of your face. You started sucking them in turn and others were standing around waiting their turn. The guy fucking you quickly came and another one took his place.

"John, come over here instead. This gentleman needs to be cleaned and since you like it so much, there will be much more" I said .

"Do you like this" I asked.

"Uhm, there are so many cocks, I love it" you moaned.

The men in front of you started to cum, your face was soon covered in cum but the next ones were already there, so you started sucking them with the cum dripping from your face. John was soon occupied licking all the spent cocks, some were coved in your juices as well as the men finished themselves in you pussy. After you had taken care of all the men in the cinema, you ordered John to lie on the floor. When he was in place you lowered your dripping pussy over his mouth and with a groan let all the cum drip into his mouth. He swallowed it eagerly and when he was done, he licked all the cum from your tits as well.

"That was so hot, I've never been fucked by so many men before" you panted " I'm still so horny. Please take me home and fuck me again".

"Sure, let's get out of here" I said.

"Oh my god, look at that" you gasped, pointing at the screen.

The mature lady was still kneeling on the floor, cum dripping everywhere on her body, she faced the camera and you could see the cum on the teeth as she spoke. A few of the men approached her and started peeing all over her, washing the cum away. Soon she was surrounded again by men, this time only they were not shooting cum.

We quickly got out in the car and went home, where John were ordered to strip and go to the bathroom. There he knelt on the floor and you held my half-hard cock in your hand and when I started to let go, you aimed the cock at John and let the hot pee rain all over his face, ordering him to open his mouth and swallow. When the flow slowed down, you pressed his face into my crotch and let the rest flow directly in his mouth. Then you squatted over his face, held it between your hands and pressed your pussy against his mouth and started to relieve yourself in his mouth, the flow was so strong that some of it leaked out at the corners of his mouth.

At last you were done and after he had cleaned your pussy, John was ordered to take a shower and get ready for the rest of the weekend.

Family Slut



Sharon was sitting at the breakfast table alone, cum slowly dripping from her mouth down on her naked tits. She'd just finished sucking off her two ***s before they went to their summer job, her husband left before breakfast.

She was thinking back when it had all started, it was almost four years ago now. They were living in a nice neighbourhood, both had good jobs and they had two wonderful ********, two ***s. In their earlier days of marriage they had a wonderful sex life, both very interested in experimenting with sex, they had participated in group sex, they both loved cumplays and other more perverse games. When the kids came, the sex life became more subdued, but they still managed to enjoy each other frequently.

She came home from work one day a little earlier than normal and when she entered the house, she heard moaning from upstairs. Immediately she thought something has happened to one of her ********, but when she reached the top of the stairs, the moaning was not because someone was in pain, quite the opposite.

The door to her eldest **** room, age 19, was ajar and she sneaked up and almost gasped at the sight. Rob was lying on his bed, a magazine in one hand and with other stroking his hard cock. She had never seen his cock erect, although she had caught glimpses of it when he walked down the corridor naked on his way to the bathroom. It was a beautiful cock, 8 " long and quite thick, but what impressed her most was his balls, they were very large and looking like they could burst. She felt ashamed looking at her *** like this, but at the same time she couldn't take her eyes away from the beautiful sight. Rob started to move his hand faster now, his stomach muscles started to flex, he let go of the magazine and with a grunt he came in huge spurts over himself, some of them almost reaching his chest. It looked incredible sexy and Sharon could feel herself getting wet. She turned around and went downstairs, where she hurried to the bathroom, locked the door and rubbed herself to an orgasm, which nearly took her breath away.

While she was recovering, she again felt ashamed, but the sight of her eldest ***s hard cock and the cum spurting from it, really turned her on. She remembered in past times, when she and her husband had played games, she had enjoyed teasing him for hours and then see how far he could shoot, her open mouth always ready to receive his cum.

During the dinner that night, she could hardly keep her eyes from her Rob, thinking how he had turned her on, imagining his hard cock.

The next several weeks she tried to get off work earlier and she caught her *** jerking off more than once, always enjoying the sight of his spurting cock. Then one day, as she was getting out of the shower, she was greeted by Rob, sitting naked on the toilet, playing with his cock.

"Oh my god," she said, "what are you doing, Get out of here at once."

"I don't think so, "he said smiling," you have enjoyed me so many times looking through my door, now it's my turn to have some fun."

"What are you talking about," she stammered.

"Don't you think I've seen you watching me, the look in your eyes when I cum"

She stood there naked looking at her *** playing with his now hard cock.

"What are you going to do," she asked

"Not much, you have to do all the work. I want you to give me a hand job," Rob said.

"Oh no, I couldn't do that, it's both illegal and also immoral."

"Well, how would you like others to find out you're spying on your *** while he jerks off", he asked.

"Please, don't tell" she pleaded, "I'll do it."

She fell to her knees and started to fondle his cock. It was soon throbbing in her hand and she started to jerk him off, moving her hand slowly up and down the shaft. After a while Rob started to squirm on the toilet, Sharon picked up the speed and soon he gasped.

"Oh my god, I'm going to cum, this is so good," he panted.

"Yes, cum for mommy, let me see your hot cum," she moaned.

"Oh yes, I'm cumming"

She looked at the purple head of his cock and soon the hot sperm was shooting out from his cock. The first two spurts covered her hands and then she pushed the cock down, so the rest landed on her big tits. He looked in amazement at his mom between his legs, looking lovingly at his cock while it spurted hot cum over her tits.

Sharon milked the last cum from his cock and the started to rub the milky fluid into her skin. She lifted her hand and tasted his cum, looking at him while she did it.

He stared unbelievingly at this; it was beyond his wildest dream, his hot, sexy mom licking his cum from her fingers after having jerked him off.

"This will be our secret," she told Rob, "if you don't tell, maybe we can do it again."

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

After this it became a regular thing, she would come home from work and he would be waiting in his room, lying naked with a hard-on, waiting for her. Sometimes she would jerk him off, making him cum all over her tits, at other times she would suck his cock, taking it all in her mouth when he came.

This worked for a while, but eventually she was caught by her husband, when she emerged from Rob's room with her tits all covered in cum.

Phil couldn't believe his own eyes, when he saw Sharon coming from Rob's room, tits hanging out and glistering with cum.

"What the hell is going on here," he asked an almost paralysed Sharon.

"Ahh, well, it's not like you think," she stammered.

"Well, it certainly looks like cum on you tits and coming from our **** room, it does not take a genius to figure out what's happened."

She just stood there with cum dripping from her tits, didn't know what to say.

Then he did something unexpected. He went to her, kissed her on the mouth and started fondling her tits.

"I hope you enjoyed it, it looks like he's cum a lot," he asked her.

Sharon just looked at her husband, couldn't believe what was happening.

"Yes, he came a lot, just like you used to do. He has a wonderful cock."

Phil took her by the arm, led her to the bedroom and undressed. He almost threw her on the bed and spread her legs, then rammed his now throbbing cock in her pussy. They fucked hard, she managed to cum twice before he came in her pussy.

After they had caught their breath, he said:

"I don't mind you fucking and sucking Rob, but I think it's not fair to Peter, he should have the same opportunity to get laid, after all he's only one year younger than Rob."

She just looked at him, could not believe her own ears. She stroked his wet cock:

"Oh, I would love to do that. Makes me all wet again, thinking about all the cocks I can enjoy now."

After a few days, she had managed to seduce the youngest *** as well, catching him in the shower.

"Hey mom, what about a little privacy here," Peter had shouted when she entered the bathroom.

"Don't worry, ***, I've seen naked men before."

She had started to undress and it had the desired effect. She could see Peter's cock starting to get hard.

"What are you doing, I'm trying to take a shower."

"Yeah, well you better hurry then, I'm next," Sharon said, now naked and fondling her tits.

Peter could not help himself, his cock was now rock hard, and seeing his mom naked was a dream cum true. He'd often stolen a glimpse of her when she changed her clothes, jerking off like a mad afterwards.

He turned off the shower and stepped out.

"Could you please hand me a towel," he asked his mum.

"Yeah, sure, but why don't I dry you off," Sharon asked.

She took a towel from the rack and started to dry his body. He was a quarterback on the local football team and had a great body. When the back was done, she started on the front, noticing with delight Peter's cock was even bigger than Rob's, not much but still enough to notice.

She rubbed his body with the towel and soon reached his cock.

"Ah mom, I think I better do that myself," he said, blushing.

"No, that's all right, I don't mind. It this because of me," she asked teasingly.

"Well yes, I think you have a beautiful body."

"Nice of you to say so, would you like me to help you a little?"

"Please, yes mom," Peter panted.

Sharon took hold of Peter's cock and started rubbing it. She got down to her knees and kissed the forehead of his cock.

"Would you like me to suck your cock?" she asked.

"Oh yes, please suck my cock, mom," he gasped.

"Looks like you haven't cum for a few days, is that so?"

"You know the coach have told us not to jerk off the week before a game," Peter said.

"What an evil man. Well, I'm gonna change that right now."

She took the head of his cock in her mouth and jerked on the shaft with both hands. She started sucking and soon she could feel his legs tremble.

"Are you going to cum soon," she asked.

"Oh yes, but mom, I've been drank a lot of beers last night and I always cum so much after ******** beers."

"That's ok Peter, just give it all to me."

He looked down at his mom; she had his cock in her mouth and was looking up at him. He let out a groan and started to erupt in her mouth.

Sharon felt the first blast hit the back of her mouth and soon her mouth was full of cum, it started to run from the sides of her moth as well, while Peter was pushing his cock into her mouth. After several spurts, she let go of his cock, looked up at him, showing him all his cum in her mouth, she played with her tongue and then swallowed it all. Peter looked with staring eyes down at his mom, his cock now half erect and still dripping cum.

Sharon got up and kissed Peter. At first he was shocked, but the started to kiss her as well, tasting his own cum.

After that day, she fucked and sucked the male members of the family as often as they liked, now it was easier, all knew and they took advantage of her in every situation. When they had dinner, she was often under the table sucking cocks, while the men ate. After dinner they would retreat to the living room, where she rode and sucked their cocks, while they watched TV.

The ***s would often fuck her before Phil came home, so more than once he had arrived home just to find her hurrying down the stairs with cum on her face or dripping from her pussy, ready to serve her husband.

When they had the time in the weekends, the sex was more advanced. The men saved their cum for a few days and then they would use her for hours, with a cumbath as the reward.

Would you like to hear more, maybe some of the boy's friends could come along, femdom girlfriends...

After having started sucking off her two sons, she and Phil's sex life became a lot better. He always got much exited, when thinking of her servicing the sons and they fucked much more than they used to.

He would come home to find her just finished with her duties, sometimes he would have to wait for her finishing sucking off her sons. Then they would retreat to the master bedroom and while he was fucking her, she would tell him all the details.

One day he found them all together, a thing which has not happened before. Although both the boys they knew what was going on, she'd never done them both at the same time. She was on her knees in front of them, naked to the waist and stroking their cocks.

"Come on, spurt for me, I want to taste all your cum," she told the boys.

They stood beside each other grinning, this was great, their ****** on her knees with her big tits naked, waiting for them to give their loads.

"Rob, you want to come first?" Peter asked, while he was breathing hard.

"We can come together" Rob replied," see if she can take all of our cum."

"Oh yes" Sharon still stroking the boys hard cocks," do it for me, come in my mouth."

She looked up at the smiling boys, their cocks throbbing in her hands. A little pre-cum was forming at the head of Peter's cock, she teasingly licked it off. His cock gave a jolt and she could feel he was close to coming. She intensified the stroking of Rob's cock, so they could come together.

"Oh mum, I'm coming," Peter gasped.

"Yeah, me too, watch out mum, here it comes" Rob said.

Phil was standing in the door to the kitchen and he watched in amazement the scenario in front of him. There was his beautiful wife, dressed in a miniskirt with her top pulled down to her waist, her big tits naked, in front of his sons, urging them to come in her mouth.

Moments later she felt the first spurt of hot cum hitting her chin and soon both boys was shooting their loads on her face, aiming for her mouth. They were quite good at it, most of the cum landed between her lips, a few spurts plastered her chin and nose.

She let go of their cocks and licked her lips, showing them the cum in her mouth where she played with it with her tongue. She then closed her lips and swallowed.

"Uh, so much. Have you been thinking about me the whole day?" she asked her voice thick with cum.

"Yes, I certainly have. I really was looking forward to getting a blowjob when I came home."

"Yeah, me too," Rob said," I almost had to jerk off in my lunch break, I was so horny."

"Well done boys," Phil said," you know what your ****** likes."

They spun around and looked at Phil, standing in the kitchen door, stroking his hard cock.

"Why don't you come over here and continue, Sharon?" he asked.

She smiled at him and got up, her big tits swaying as she walked to the kitchen door. He could see small strands of cum on her tits; she hadn't been able to swallow it all.

"Have you saved your cum for as well?" she asked, grabbing his cock.

"Yes, travelling for a week without jerking off should do the trick."

The boys watched with still hard cocks as their ****** knelt before her husband, stroking his cock and began sucking him off. Her mouth slowly engulfed the head and she started to suck, moving her head back and forth, playing along the hardness with her tongue, teasing him with the tip at the forehead.

"Damn, you're good at this. Don't you agree, boys? Your mom is a great cocksucker."

"Yeah dad, she's really good. She likes it when we cum in her mouth."

"Well then, why don't you join me, looks like you're ready again."

The boys quickly moved in position, so their ****** was surrounded by three cocks. She let go of Phil's cock and looked around, licked her lips and said:

"What a sight, are all these nice cocks for me?"

"Yes," Phil said," they are all for you and now it's all a bit more in the open, you'll service us whenever we need to."

"But Phil, that sounds like I'm a horrible slut?"

"Well, exactly, you're our slut now and you'll do whatever we tell you to do. So now get on with sucking."

She looked up at him, smiled and took his hard cock in her mouth again, while she was stroking the boys. She took turns sucking them off even though the boys had come in her mouth earlier, it didn't take long before all cocks were ready to burst again.

"Are you ready boys?" Phil panted," I'm just about to cum?"

"Yeah dad, go ahead, give her all you got."

"Ok, here it comes," he said, directing his cock towards Sharon's face.

Moments later his cock twisted and the first spurt hit her in the face, covering her nose and chin. The next she managed to catch with her mouth, but some of it also escaped her mouth, dripping down her chin to her big tits.

The boys watched with admiration, they had never seen so much cum before; only maybe on the DVD's they sometimes rented. Their ****** had been gone for a week and it showed. When he was finished, Sharon's face was drenched in cum, it was dripping from her nose and chin and her tongue was covered in sperm.

She looked up at Phil and the boys with glowing eyes, licking her lips, so they could all see the cum in her mouth, opening her mouth, waiting for more.

"My god, look at her, she really loves cum. Are you guys ready to give her some more?" Phil asked.

Without answering, both the boys started to erupt over their ******, shooting their hot juices all over her. She managed to catch some of it with her mouth, but a lot landed on her face, covering her nose and chins. When they were done, she looked a mess, with cum all over her face, some in her hair and dripping from her lips.

The three men stood exhausted and looked at Sharon; she then started to get up and went to the kitchen table, reaching for the tissues.

"No, don't wipe it off," Phil said, "I like the way you look now, all covered in our cum. Leave it as it is."

"But it will ruin my dress, if I don't clean up."

"Well then, don't put it on. Actually from now on, don't wear any top when we're around. What about that, boys, wouldn't you like to see your ****** topless around the house when we're home?"

"Yeah dad" they both said," that would be cool, having mom walking around with her tits naked all the time. What did you mean precisely by her being our slut?"

"She's obviously getting really into this, so I think she should be available to us all the time, doing whatever we want her to. Later I will tell you some stories about what we did before you were around, that might help you to understand what a slut she can be."

Sharon smiled at the memories of what they had been doing in the younger years. She turned around, facing the men, sperm still covering her tits.

"Ok, but I must warn you, I need a lot of cock when I first get going, do you think you can handle that?"

"Sure we can, can't we dad?" both Rob and Peter replied.

"You just wait sweetheart, you'll get all the cock you want."

Sharon was slowly transformed from a loving, decent housewife to a slut; her main task was to service the men in her life.

She was in her late 40's, still a very attractive woman, medium height and with natural blonde hair. She had nice legs and a firm ass, but her most sexy feature was her tits. They were big and still firm, with nature just beginning do its thing, slightly sagging, but it made the appearance so much sexier, a real mature woman to look at.

These tits were now on display for the guys in the house and it worked, they were all in a constant state of arousal.

When she was serving breakfast, she would stroll around in the kitchen, tits swaying and the boys could not keep their eyes of her. They kept stroking their cocks in their shorts and it often ended with her sucking them off before they left home in the morning.

When it was weekend, the sex became more intense. That had started a week or so after she had sucked them all off. It was Friday evening; Phil sat on the patio and drank a few beers with his ***s and Sharon did some housework, but she would also make frequent trips to the men to make sure they didn't run out of beer.

"Hey Sharon, how about a little entertainment?" Phil said.

"What did you have in mind," Sharon asked.

"Why don't you put on some of the lingerie I've bought for you, then you can do a little striptease for us," he answered.

"Ok, that could be fun, but we might have to go inside."

"No, that's alright, I don't think the neighbours can see us here."

She smiled at him at went into the house. A few minutes later she was back, dressed in high heels, black stockings and a black transparent negligee. She slowly danced around on the patio, teasing the men by groping their crotches and revealing her body. She started to take her top off and both Phil and the boys were having difficulties concealing their hard cocks.

"Why don't you all show me your cocks, are they nice and hard?"

They all dropped their pants quickly and now she could see the effect she had on them, the cocks were very hard and throbbing. She was now naked apart from her high heels and stockings; still she was flirting with the men, fondling their cocks when she passed them.

"Come over here" Phil ordered," I want to feel if you're wet."

She stepped up to her husband and he started to feel her up, she was dripping with juices. He spun her around and ****** her down on his cock. She let out a moan as his big cock slipped into her warm pussy. The boys started to jerk of at the sight of the ****** riding on their ******* big cock.

"Hey boys, don't be shy, come over here and let me see you jerk off," Sharon said.

Both jumped out of their chairs and stood in front of their ******, slowly stroking their cocks.

She was still riding Phil and at the same time caressing her big tits, offering them to the boys. Soon Phil was starting to jerk in his seat and he came with a moan, filling his wife's pussy with cum. She also reached her climax, grinding her pussy on his cock and moaning loudly.

When she calmed down, she got up, cum dripping from her pussy, and grabbed both the boys by their cocks.

"Come on; let's go inside, I need more cock."

They followed their ****** inside, where she laid down on the sofa, spread her pussy-lips, inserting two fingers and massaging her tits with the other hand.

"Uh, fuck me now, I need to be fucked by both of you" she gasped, "Rob, you do it first, I can suck Peter at the same time."

Rob quickly entered her; with one thrust he slipped the whole length of his hard cock in her wet pussy, while Peter lowered his hard cock to her mouth. She greedily started sucking on it, jerking it with one hand and using her mouth and lips.

Peter stared down at his ******, what a sight. She was sucking at his cock; his brother was fucking her, her big tits moving back and forth as Rob slammed his cock into her pussy.

"Mom, can I fuck your tits?" Peter asked.

"Yes, of course" she said, letting go of his cock and pushing her tits together, "put your big cock between my tits".

Peter slipped his cock between her tits and began fucking them, thrusting his cock in and out, and his cock-head sometimes hitting her jaw, where she could lick it.

Rob meanwhile started breathing heavily and moaning he was coming. He started to fuck his ****** even faster, gripping her legs and pounding her wet pussy. He let out a groan and came in her, cum starting to escape from the side of his cock as he pushed it far up her pussy. At the same time Peter fucked her tits harder, while she gasped:

"Oh Peter, fuck my tits, I want to feel your cum, jerk of all over me," she moaned.

Peter could feel the pressure of his cum, he gave one final thrust and the hot sperm jetted from the tip of his cock, plastering his ******'s face, the last spurts landed on her tits. She licked her lips, savouring the taste of the hot cum and massaged her tits, so they were glistering.

Phil had watched the scene with great pleasure; he was now sitting in a couch next to them, stroking his hard cock.

"Sharon, I'm ready to cum again, do you want more cum?"

"Yes, give it to me; I want to taste your hot cum."

Phil got up and stood in front of his wife, she was sitting in the sofa now, mouth open, ready to receive his cum.

"No, don't open your mouth, I want to cum all over your face, so we can have something sexy to look at while we eat," he said.

She obediently closed her mouth, looked up at him, begging for his cum. He moved closer to her and started to stroke his cock faster in front of her face. Soon he was erupting in huge spurts all over her face; it ended on her forehead, her nose and on her chin. She looked real messy when he was done, his fresh cum combined with the loads she had received before made her face look like it was glazed.

"Ok boys, that was good, you really can give a slut what she needs," Phil said.

"I'm hungry now, go make some food for us, Sharon," he ordered.

"But I need to freshen up and get dressed," she protested.

"No, just make the food and come and eat with us as you are, you have eaten before with cum on your face, remember in Key West?" Phil said.

She smiled at this, gave his cock a squeeze and went into the house, cum still on her face and dripping from her tits and pussy.

"What happened at Key West?" the boys asked.

"We were on vacation there and one day after while we were driving, your ****** started to play with my cock. I parked and she wanted to suck me of, daring me to do it in the parking place. I accepted, but in return she had to promise to do what I said afterwards. I came all over her face and when I was done, we drove to a Pizzahut nearby. I made her order and made very sure she was visible to the young woman in the window, when she paid. Poor thing, she probably never seen anyone with cum all over face, paying for her meal. We then parked in a quite busy parking lot and ate our pizzas, your ****** still on full display."

When he was done telling the story, Sharon called them dinner. They sat down at the table, while she served them their food. She was still only in her high heels and stocking, her face and tits were still wet with cum as she sat down to join them. They ate and talked, the men commented on her slutty looks, they all thought it looked extremely sexy she was still covered in cum.

"Well, I don't mind" she said, "it's quite exiting to sit here, dripping with cum and knowing there's plenty more where that came from."

From that day on, they were fucking more regularly. Often when the boys came home, they would find their ****** either walking almost naked around the house or sitting in the living-room, waiting for them to arrive. She taught them to eat pussy; she would direct them while they were between her legs licking her shaved pussy, instructing them how best to give a woman pleasure. Mostly they were rewarded with blowjob or a nice long fuck, of if they were both home, she would blow one while the other fucked her, then change them around after they had cum.

Some months passed like this, then one day Rob proudly announced he had found a girlfriend.

"Oh Rob, I'm so happy for you, although I'm going to miss your cock, "Sharon said with a grin.

"Well done my ***, when can we see her?" Phil asked.

"Actually, she coming over tonight, so I think its best mom puts on some clothes" Rob answered.

"Off course, otherwise the poor girl will be scared away," his ****** remarked.

Later that day, Rob introduced them to Karen, a stunning blonde with an extremely sexy body. She was very well received by the family and they all got along quite well. After having had some good food and some ******, it was time for Karen to get home. They suddenly realized they all had too much to *****, so she accepted the offer to stay for the night.

"Mom, is it ok if she ****** in my room?" Rob asked.

"Well of course darling, if she needs anything just let me know," Sharon said.

A few moments later there was a knock on the door to the master bedroom, Phil opened it and saw Karen standing outside only in a loose shirt. It showed off her magnificent tanned legs, you could just see the outline of her firm tits.

"Sharon said if I needed anything, I could ask her," Karen said.

"Sure darling, what do you need?" Sharon asked from the bed.

"I need something to remove my makeup with" Karen said

"Come with me, I have some in our bathroom", she said and led Karen to the bathroom attached to the master bedroom.

Once in there, she gave Karen what she needed and stood back admiring her body.

"You certainly have a very nice body, Karen, do you work out much?"

"No, not really, I think I'm just blessed from nature's side. The only thing I would like to have is larger breasts, I think they are too small. Yours is much nicer, if you don't mind me saying so."

"Well thank you, no I don't mind. But yours are just perfect for your body. Off course I know most men like big tits, but you have such a wonderful body, so don't worry. You'll get you share of men" Sharon said.

The said goodnight and Karen went to Rob's room.

"Your ****** is a very nice woman" she said, as she climbed into Rob's bed.

"Yes, she wonderful in many ways" Rob replied smiling.

After they made love, they both fell asleep, but an hour later Karen woke up to strange noises.

It came from the hallway and she couldn't resist taking a peek. She opened the door and tiptoed into the corridor. The noises came from the master bedroom, where the door was ajar and when she was close enough, she could actually see the bed and what she saw, made her stare wide-eyed.

Sharon was riding her husband and her *** Peter was fucking her from behind. She had off course heard about double penetration before, but she had never seen it. And then with her ***!

The threesome on the bed changed position; she was now blowing her *** while her husband fucked her and moments later they both showered her with cum, as they came all over her face.

She quickly went back to Rob's room and slid into bed with him. She woke him up, all exited and very wet.

"Do you know what I just saw?" she asked him.

"No, but it must have been something nice, you're all dripping," Rob said, as he felt her wet pussy.

"I just saw your mom being fucked by your dad and your brother" she whispered.

"Oh no, they promised to behave while you are here," Rob moaned.

"Do you mean you know about this? Oh my god, have you been doing it yourselves?" she asked, breathing a little heavier.

"I guess there no way of covering this now, yes I've fucked my mom as well. Does that mean it's all over now?" he asked.

"No silly, I think it's very exiting. Your ****** has a great body; I can understand your needs. What do you do to her, tell me, does she suck you off or do you fuck her?"

"It started with her sucking us off, but then dad found out and now she's our slut, she'll do anything we ask her to."

"Wow, you really mean anything. This is so exiting, come, fuck me again."

They fucked intensively for almost an hour, all the time he told her what he and the other men in the house had done his ******. Starting from the sucking off in the bathroom to the weekends full of sex, with Sharon being used a target for circle jerk, sucking them off during dinner and the cum-showers that normally followed a fucking session.

The next morning they all gathered at the breakfast table, all acting normal, Sharon serving the meal.

After they were finished, Karen looked at Rob and nodded.

Rob got up and stood beside his ******, whipped out his cock and said:

"Mom, I need you to suck my cock."

"But Rob, what are you doing, behave yourselves, what must Karen be thinking?" Sharon stammered.

"I think you should do it, Rob has told me all about it and I saw how you fucked your other *** yesterday evening. So go ahead, I don't mind, I would like to see a real slut doing it," Karen said.

Phil lightened up; clearly this young girl was no prude.

"Go ahead, Sharon, show her what you can do."

Sharon reluctantly started to suck Rob's cock, which was soon very hard.

"Can you taste something different, he has been fucking me all night? So that's my juices you can taste on his cock," Karen teased.

This made Sharon suck even harder, realizing it was another woman's juices covering his cock. Phil helped her take off most of her clothes, so they could all enjoy her big tits. Karen was also undressing now; all eyes were drawn to her tanned, firm body.

"Rob, I need you to fuck me now", she said.

He obediently pulled his cock out of his ******'s mouth and quickly moved over to Karen, where he started to fuck her.

Sharon found herself without cock, but not for long, as both the others soon was at her side, stroking their cocks. She started to suck them off, while she looked at her *** fucking his girlfriend.

Both Peter and Phil were soon ready to come and when their loads landed on Sharon's face and tits, Karen let out a scream and came in a gigantic orgasm, while Rob erupted in her pussy.

Karen soon found her breath and looked at Sharon, her face and tits covered with cum.

"Sharon, you look like a real slut. I have some cum for you as well, lie down on the table," she ordered.

Sharon placed herself on the table on her back and Karen straddled the mature woman and looked down at her with lust in her eyes.

"This is so good; I've always wanted to dominate a mature slut."

"Now, if we're going to keep this a secret, you must also do what I want, understood?"

"Yes Karen, please tell me what you want," Sharon replied, looking up at the blonde goddess standing above her.

She squatted over Sharon's face and spread her pussy lips.

"Lick your ***'s cum from my pussy. And whenever I feel like it, you must lick me until I come."

Without waiting for an answer, she lowered her pussy to Sharon's lips and made her lick the sticky cum from it.

After Karen joined the family, Sharon's sexual services were even more in demand than before. She really liked the young woman and Karen was only happy to use her every way she could think of.

Sharon always had a submissive streak in her personality, but it was never explored in full before now. She was satisfied when someone took the decisions in her life, also of course in her sex life. When they were younger, Phil often dared her to try new things, things that she secretly dreamed of, but never told anyone about. He introduced her to oral and anal sex, they experimented with sex in public places and she learned to love the taste of cum.

Now with all the male members of her family using her at every opportunity, she was only delighted at the addition of a new member and Karen had her own ways of treating her.

Sharon stayed at their house most of time, so when her family came home, she was ready to serve them. Karen worked at a restaurant and had varied working hours, so she was often home during daytime.

"Sharon" Karen called out, "where are you?"

She had just entered the front door and was looking for her ***********.

"Karen, what a nice surprise" Sharon answered, coming down from the first floor, "I was just getting ready for the boys."

She was dressed, as she knew the boys liked it, in high heels and black fishnet stockings, suspenders and nothing else. Her big tits swayed as she approached Karen, embracing her as they met, her tits pressed against the young girl.

Karen fondled her breasts and admired her body, she stilled looked very sexy for a mid-aged woman, her ass still firm and her legs in fantastic shape.

She let her hands explore further down and soon she was caressing the moist pussy, spreading the pussy lips and probing the pussy with a finger. Sharon was already very wet, anticipating an afternoon filled with sex when the boys came home.

"You have a very tight pussy, Sharon, but I think it would look better naked. Do you want me to shave you?" she asked.

"Oh yes, that would be nice. I normally only trim it, but being totally naked would be even better."

"Come on then, let's go upstairs" Karen said.

Sharon followed the young woman up the stairs, admiring her tanned legs and firm ass. It was summertime and she could see, Karen was wearing a G-string underneath her white shorts.

She started fantasizing of undressing the young woman and serving her in every way the she could think of. The thought made her shiver with lust.

When they entered the bathroom, Sharon sat on the edge of the bathtub and was ordered to spread her legs. Karen knelt between her legs and looked at the beautiful sight of Sharon's well-used pussy. First she used an electric shaver and when Sharon's pubic hair was as short as she could manage, she applied the shaving foam and started to use the razor blade. Sharon really enjoyed the feeling of her ************* using the shaver at her pussy and she could feel herself get wet.

A little while later Karen was all done and she spread Sharon's pussy-lips, looking at the juices flowing from her pussy all the way down to her ass.

"Wow, it really looks good when you're all naked. Seems it turns you on as well, you are all wet."

"Yes, it's the way you make me feel when you use the razor. My pussy gets so sensitive."

Karen moved closer and started to lick the moist pussy in front of her, spreading the lips and licking at her clit.

"Oh my god, please don't stop, it feels so good," Sharon moaned.

Karen licked the mature woman's pussy and soon Sharon came, bucking her hips up and down, covering the young woman's face with juices.

After she settled down, she knelt in front of Karen and kissed her face, tasting her own cunt-juices. She asked if she could return the favor.

Karen quickly dropped her clothes and straddled Sharon's face. She looked down at Sharon's exited face, spread her pussy lips and watched a small string of moisture dripping from her pussy. Quickly she moved her pussy over Sharon's mouth, letting it drip on her tongue.

Sharon moved her tongue in circles, catching the flow of juices. Karen lowered her pussy and started to move it back and forth over her mouth.

"Oh yes, lick my cunt, I'm going to cum all over your face, keep licking" Karen moaned.

"Mmm, you taste so good," Sharon said between licks" I never get tired of serving you."

"Well if you do a good job, maybe I'll let you lick my ass too," Karen answered.

"Yes, let me lick your beautiful ass, turn around."

Karen lifted her pussy, juices dripping all over her Sharon's face, and leaned forward, spreading her ass.

"Come on, lick my ass, I really love to feel your tongue back there."

Sharon started to move her tongue up and down the crack of Karen's ass, letting her tongue probe her hole.

"Oh yeah, stick your tongue in there," Karen gasped.

Sharon intensified her effort, pushing the tip of her tongue in the young woman's ass, moving her head back and forth and fucking her with it.

Soon Karen's ass was moving up and down, she pushed it into the older woman's face while she grabbed her hair.

"Holy ****," a voice said, "look at that. I didn't know she would do that."

Karen looked up and saw Rob standing in the door, stoking his cock. Just behind him were Peter and one of his friends. Peter's friend just looked openmouthed at the sight of Rob's girlfriend getting a rim job from their ******.

"Hey honey, come on over here, let me suck on that," Karen urged Rob.

He quickly went over to the two women and stuck his cock in Karen's mouth. She eagerly started sucking on the erect cock, while Sharon was still eating her ass.

Peter explained to his friend Chris that their ****** was their slut and they could use her every way the wanted. Chris was obviously very exited at that idea and wanted to know if she would serve him as well.

"Well, drop your pants and come with me," Peter said and got rid of his own clothes.

They boys went over to the threesome and Peter asked Karen, if she was all done with Sharon. Karen took Peter's cock of out her mouth:

"Yeah, go ahead, she can always finish me off later. Now I need to be fucked."

Sharon reluctantly let go of Karen's ass and faced the two boys. She licked her lips at the sight of two erect cocks and started to fondle her tits.

"You both horny?" she teased them," well come on then, let me suck your cocks."

They both came closer and soon they were poking their cocks in her face. She grabbed hold of both of them and started to jerk them off. Chris was not used to this treatment, so without warning he came and plastered Sharon's face with his cum. She was taken by surprise by his early orgasm, but quickly opened her moth and directed the spurts between her lips.

When he was done, his cum was dripping from her nose and she stuck her tongue out, trying to catch it. She smiled at Chris, showing him the cum in her mouth:

"My my, you were really fast and so much cum. Well, it doesn't matter. You're a young man and can cum again soon, am I right?"

"Yes, I normally can cum two or three time a day. Will you suck my cock also?"

Without hesitation she took the still erect cock in her mouth, cum dripping from the sides of her mouth while she sucked his cock.

Peter grinned at the sight:

"See, I told you, she just loves to give head."

Chris just nodded; he was looking down at Sharon, still not believing the sight in front of him. There was his best friends mom sucking his cock, her big tits covered with his cum, which was dripping from her face and mouth. She was still stroking Peter's cock and now took turns sucking them both, urging them to cum in her mouth.

"Come on guys, which on of you can cum in my mouth first. I want to taste all you cum."

Rob was now fucking Karen from behind, his big cock thrusting in and out of her dripping pussy. Her ass was glistering from the licking Sharon had done, looking very inviting.

Rob withdraws from her pussy and pushed the tip of his cock at her ass.

"You want to fuck my ass?" Karen asked,"Uh, I would like that."

Rob pushed a little harder and soon he felt his cock entering her tight ass. God, this was good. She was so tight, but also very wet from the licking she had received before.

He started to fuck her harder and soon she was moaning with lust, it felt so good to be fucked in the ass.

Sharon was still busy with the younger boys cocks, they stood side by side and she stroked their cocks, only stopping when she sucked them. She even tried to have both their cocks in her mouth at the same time; it was a very hot sight to see her trying to fit them in her mouth.

Soon both boys were stroking their cocks themselves, Sharon was on her knees in front of them, waiting for them to shoot their cum all over her face.

"Chris, I'm going to cum," Peter moaned.

"Oh yeah, me too, let's give her our sperm," Chris replied.

Both boys were frantically jerking their cocks, trying to cum first. Peter thought it was just so cool having one of his friends joining him in having sex with his mom. Soon they could hold it no longer and the first spurt hit her on her forehead and soon both boys unloaded their cum on her face. The hot cum soon covered her cheeks and nose; she opened her mouth, trying to catch it as it spurts seemed to never stop. Both boys kept stroking their cocks, but eventually it ended and they used the cocks to smear it all over her face.

Rob looked at his ****** getting a facial; it just looked so hot. He fucked Karen's ass even faster and he soon felt the familiar sensations in his groin.

"Oh fuck, I'm going to cum."

"Yes, cum in my ass, let me feel your hot cum in me."

He gave one final thrust and started to erupt in Karen's ass.

"Oh my god," Karen screamed, "I can feel you cum in my ass, it's so hot."

Rob kept fucking her, filling her ass with cum. At last he was done and he let his cock slip out of her ass.

He turned around and let his cum covered cock dangle before Sharon's eyes.

"Come on, clean my cock" he ordered.

She obediently opened her mouth and let the length of the glistering cock slide deep in her mouth. She licked and sucked his cock until he finally withdrew, stroking at a few times to make sure it was clean.

Karen got up and with hazed eyes she looked at Sharon.

"I need to be cleaned to," she said, while she approached Sharon.

She reached her ******-in-law and turned around and grabbed Sharon by the hair. She pushed her cum-covered face into her ass and moaned:

"Get your tongue to work. Lick my ass, lick your **** cum out of my ass."

The boys stared in awe at the sight before them. Sharon was licking excitedly at Karen's ass, moving her face up and down the crack. When her tongue slipped over her puckered hole, small squirts of white cum appeared, which she quickly lapped up.

When she was done, her face was covered with cum and her naked pussy was dripping.

Karen stood up and she was breathing hard. One hand caressed her tits and the other probed her pussy. She lifted one of her feet and let it touch Sharon's tits.

"You look like a real cum-slut, sperm all over you face. You want me to clean you?" she asked, while pushing Sharon to the floor.

Sharon's eyes widened, her answer came in gasps.

"If you have in mind what I think, yes, do it now"

Karen stepped a little closer, she was now standing over Sharon with one leg on each side of her big tits. She shuddered while she spread her pussy-lips.

"Are you ready, do you want to taste me?" she moaned.

"Oh yes, let me taste your juices"

Karen thrust her pussy a little forward and soon the first drops of her golden nectar fell from her, dripping on Sharon's tits.

The boys couldn't believe their eyes, was their ****** actually asking Karen to pee on her. Their cocks were rock hard instantly and they stroked them without taking their eyes from the scenery in front of them.

The flow intensified and soon a steady stream of hot pee was hitting Sharon in the face. She opened her mouth and tasted the hot liquid. It was salty and had a slight rancid taste, but it was not unpleasant and she swallowed some.

"Oh yeah, ***** my pee, you slut," Karen moaned, while she moved her pussy in circles, letting it rain all over Sharon.

When she was done, she quickly squatted over Sharon's mouth. She knew what she had to do and licked the waiting pussy clean.

Karen stood up and looked at the boys.

"Well, it sure looks as if you liked the show. If you're all ready, why don't let me help you cum all over her?"

All three boys quickly knelt in a semicircle around Sharon's face, while Karen was stroking their cocks. The show had been too much for them and after a little while, they started to erupt, Karen expertly directing the spurts of cum all over Sharon's face, which was soon covered in cum again. She swallowed most of it and rubbed the rest all over her tits.

A little while later Karen and the boys were sitting naked in the lounge, while Sharon was getting them something cold to *****.

"You know, Rob, I thought it was very cool to have Chris sharing our slut. Maybe we could invite others as well. What do you think?"

"Great idea. But why not let her be the prize for the team, if your no-good football team ever wins anything?"

Karen eyes lit up:

"Wow, that would be cool. Just imagine her with all the guys. I would love to see that."

At that moment Sharon came into the lounge, carrying a tray with cold beers and coke's.

"What would you love to, my dear?" she asked.

"Oh, you'll see. You might even like it" she giggled.

Later that night after Karen had left for work and Sharon had sucked them all off again, they sat in the kitchen, watching Sharon fill the dishwasher, her face still glistering with cum from the facials she just had received.

"Dad, Rob came up with an interesting idea today. You know my team hasn't won a game for as long as I can remember. If we brought mom along and promised the guys they could use afterwards, if we won, maybe that would do the trick.

"What a great idea. When is the next game?"

"It's already on Saturday. Do you really mean it, that would be great."

"You just go along as usual, I'll bring mom around for the pep-talk."

When they've gone to bed that night, Phil told her about the afternoon's conversation; she was shocked at the idea.

"Do you really want me to do all these dirty things outside the house? I'm not sure about that," she said.

"Sure, you'll be fine. They can keep their mouths shut; you know they are good boys."

"Well, I don't know. I mean, it's one thing Peter brings home a friend, but there are at least 15 guys in the team."

"Yeah, if they all turn up, that's about right. Just think of all the hard cocks and all the cum you can enjoy."

"Uh, yes. I'm getting all wet just thinking about that. Please fuck me now."

Phil quickly entered her and fucked her hard, all the time telling her how much she was going to enjoy being the center of attention.

They soon came and she went to ***** anticipating the weekend's action.

Peter came into the locker room and saw most of the players were already there. He was the team-leader and responsible for the tactics. He normally spent 15 minutes before the warm-up, explaining how he thought they should play.

This Saturday it was a little special, they played against their archrivals, which they had never beaten. So his surprise was perfect timing.

"Hi guys, listen. You all know whom we're playing against today. I want to win this game as much as you, but to inspire you a bit, I've arranged for a little reward, if we win."

He went to the door and opened it.

"Come on in, mom, meet the guys"

Sharon entered the locker room and some of the guys quickly grabbed their towels and covered themselves. She wore a long coat and when she was in the room, she locked the door behind her.

"Hi there. I just wanted to tell you, I'd be watching the game. If you play well and win the game, I'll be back to congratulate you."

When she said that, she dropped the coat and stood almost naked in the locker room. She wore high heels and stockings, crotch-less panties and a see-through bra, which only emphasized her big tits.

All the boys' just stared nobody said a word. They didn't believe their eyes, a naked woman in their locker room, a good-looking naked woman too.

Sharon grabbed her coat again and left the room. All hell broke loose after she left. They all wanted to know what she meant by what she said and Peter carefully explained, what it was all about.

They went out and played the game of their lives. They beat their rivals comfortably for the first time and were all shouting and screaming, when they came back to the locker room.

"Ok guys, well done. Now hit the showers, your reward are waiting."

They all scrambled to the showers and when they came back, Sharon was again standing in the room.

"Congratulations, you've played well. Now I want to see you all lined up."

The boys soon stood in one line and Sharon licked her lips at the sight. 15 nice young men, all very fit, with balls bursting with hot cum, just waiting for her. She felt a familiar sensation in her body, imagining the spurting cocks deliver their cum all over her body. She slowly walked down the line, looking at their cocks while she passed them. When she reached the end, she knelt and looked back. What a sight!

There were cocks in all sizes and colors. She was looking at a row of cocks, some fully erect, others hanging in a curve from the crotch.

She moved in front of the first three, taking a cock in each hand and sucking on the one in front of her. She took turns sucking all three cocks and when she was sure they were all fully erect and throbbing, she moved on to the next three. All the young men were eagerly stroking their cocks, she could see the hands moving up and down, while she was sucking on their friends.

When they were all ready, she was lifted up and carried to the showers, where she was placed on a bench. The first boy lifted her legs and entered her wet pussy in one thrust, and then started to fuck her. She took one cock in each hand and started to stroke them while another lowered his cock to her lips. She eagerly started to suck on it and was rewarded with a sudden gush of cum. The boy couldn't hold back and emptied the content of his balls in Sharon's mouth. He was soon done and withdrew his glistering member.

"Ok, who's next," Sharon called, her voice thick with cum, "I need more cock."

The next lined up and her mouth was soon again filled with cock. The guy fucking her came and she could feel the hot cum filling her pussy. When he stepped back, the next boy quickly took his place, thrusting his cock into her cum-filled pussy. She could hear the squishing sound it made as he fucked her. She felt the cocks in her hand begin to twist and she let go of the cock in her mouth.

"Come on, do it in my mouth, " she ordered the boys.

The moved up to her face and she opened her mouth, just in time to receive two huge loads of cum.. She could see they hadn't cum for days, it was thick and slowly dripping on her tongue. She kept in her mouth and when they were done, she let her tongue swirl it around in her mouth, playing with the sperm before she swallowed it.

They took turns fucking her like that for a while; her face and tits were now glistering with their juices. One guy placed himself on the floor and she was lifted from the bench and lowered onto the his cock. When she started to fuck the guy, she felt another pushing the head of his cock against her ass. She wriggled her ass and felt him slip in and soon he was fucking her hard and she enjoyed the feeling of being fucked in both holes at the same time.

When she looked up, she saw five guys standing before her, stroking their hard cocks. She licked her lips and said:

"Oh, that looks good, do you all have a nice load of cum for me? I want you all to cum in my face."

They came closer and she played with their swollen balls, while they were jerking off in her face. Soon she felt the hot cum hitting her face; she closed her eyes and let them plaster her face, the cum were dripping from her forehead and her nose when they were done.

Suddenly she felt a hard cock starting to feed the cum from her face into her mouth. She opened her eyes and saw the biggest cock she had ever seen. It was the black quarterback; he was standing in front of her cum covered face and stroked his cock.

She opened her mouth and let the ivory pole slip between her lips. It was so big, she could hardly wrap her lips around it, so she licked the head and let her tongue run along the underside down to his balls, which were enormous.

"Wow, you must have saved your cum for some days," said moaned.

"Yeah, the coach said no playing before the game, so I haven't cum for a week."

"Oh, then let me help you," Sharon said.

"Well, if you don't mind, Chris has told you also like to give rim-jobs. I never tried that:"

"Ok, turn around, but remember to tell me when you are ready to shoot your cum."

He quickly turned around and bent over. Sharon dragged the boy closer and let her tongue probe his ass. She slipped the tip over his puckered hole and licked up and down his crack, while she let her hands play with his big cock.

She could feel the boys fucking her drenched holes getting ready to cum and the cock between her hands started to twist.

"Quick, I'm coming," he shouted.

Sharon let go of his cock and he spun around, just in time to aim the first spurt in her face. She opened her mouth and spurt after spurt landed on her tongue, she couldn't believe how much cum he could hold. At the same time both guys fucking her filled her holes with hot cum and she came in a shuddering orgasm.

At last the orgy was over and she sat exhausted on a bench, her hair was drenched with cum and it ran from her pussy and ass down her legs. Phil came with a dress for her to wear on the way home and when she slipped it over her head, it immediately clung to her cum-soaked body.

"Well, how was that, you really seemed to like it."

"Yes, I have never seen and tasted so much cum in my life, it was wonderful."

"Ok, let's go home. There is a young lady waiting for you, she already had five beers to *****, she said she wanted to clean you up."

Next time it's a family party.

"You know what would be a great idea, we should invite the whole family to your next birthday. It's a long time since we had a real family party, would be great to see them again, don't you think" Phil asked.

"Mmm" Sharon answered, her mouth full of Phil's cock.

They were in their bedroom, they were watching a porn movie together and after having played with each other for a while, Phil have asked her to suck him off. She was naked, her big breasts pressing against Phil's stomach as she sucked his cock. She was also watching the movie where a blonde lady was on her knees, looking up at a circle of eight huge black cocks pointing at her face. Soon the guys started to cum and moved closer, the thick jets of cum landed on her upturned face.

"Hey, look at that, she getting so much cum, man that's so hot. Would you like to be in her place?"

"Oh yeah, that would be good to feel all the cocks spurting on my face, uhm I'm so horny, are you ready to cum?

On the screen the blonde had turned her face to the camera and her tongue was playing with the white sea of cum in her mouth while she was looking at the big cocks that were hanging half erect around her face.

That did it, Phil started to breathe faster and panted: " Oh yes, open your mouth"

Sharon stroked his hard cock faster and soon the cum splashed her face and shot into her mouth, it felt so good on her face, With the other hand she stroked her pussy and soon she came in a huge orgasm that shook her body.

After they had both cum, they lay embracing and talked about the party Phil had suggested.

"Are you sure that it will be ok to invite them all, I mean some of them might know what is going on in our house, but not all know and they might find out."

"Well, the way I have planned the party they will all know for sure. After all it is your birthday, so you should be the center of attention in more ways than being the hostess."

"What do you mean "in more ways than being the hostess" she asked?"

"The usual role of the hostess I'm sure you know, but for this party I would like to expand that role to be more intimate", Phil replied," but just let me handle the planning, I'll tell you what I mean later".

Next morning Phil told the rest of the family about the plans for a birthday party for the mom, they all thought it was a great idea.

Both Peter and Rob was exited to get to see all their relatives, both their cousins of which there were quite a few good-looking in between, but also some of their aunts whom they had been secretly admiring for years and who even now were very sexy.

Karen protested mildly:" Aren't there any well hung males in the family", she asked?

"Oh yes" Sharon said, " there are actually quite a number of good hunks in the family, don't you worry, you'll be in good company."

For the next few weeks they found time between their sexual escapades to organize the party and soon it was the night before the party. Phil had called them all into the kitchen and they sat around the table discussing tomorrow's party.

"Ok, I think we're all set for tomorrow, we just need to decide one last thing. What is your ****** going to wear for the party?" Phil asked.

Sharon was sitting in her usual outfit, almost naked apart from black stocking and a garter belt.

"Well, I have this new white dress that I bought last year, I think that would be ok to wear", she said.

"I was actually thinking of a bit more revealing dress, since you are going to participate quite a lot in the entertainment as well", Phil said.

"What do you mean", the boys asked.

"Your ****** is going to be a real family slut tomorrow, not just serving us, but all guest that needs entertaining. This is the part I have not told you about yet. Most of our family knows we're fucking each other and I know a lot of them do as well. So for the party tomorrow, you will be serving all the guests in whatever way they want."

"Oh boy, that sounds so hot," Peter said as he pulled out his cock and started stroking it.

"Can they do whatever they want?"

Karen grabbed Rob's cock and started jerking him off while she fingered herself. "If they want to have their cock sucked, they just tell her?"

"Yes, you will do whatever the guests want and wherever they like. So you will most likely find yourself on your knees or on your back most of the party, but I think that you will like it, you'll get lots of cock and get to taste some pussy, not to mention all the cum."

Sharon looked at Phil with big eyes.

"Do you really mean that? Don't you think some of the guests will be offended if we start to have sex during the party?"

"No, not at all, in fact I mentioned it in the invitation and all have come back and said they were looking forward to the party and the entertainment. Some of them even asked what they were allowed to do with you, I told them whatever they wanted to do was ok'"

Both boys and Karen were jerking off now, their minds racing thinking about the possibilities of having mind-blowing sex the next day.

"But I have bought some outfits you can try, we can then vote for the most sexy".

Phil fetched a bag with the dresses he had bought and soon Sharon found herself posing for the family in very revealing outfits. She could feel herself getting aroused, both because she actually liked parading like a model for her family, but also the thought of having sex with her relatives at the party tomorrow.

"So what do you think" she asked" I like the black most, but is it too much?"

She was wearing a black body stocking that let her big tits hanging exposed and only just covered parts of her ass, showing off her beautiful legs.

"I think it looks so sexy" Peter said, " If you come over here I'll show you what I mean".

She knelt down on the floor in front of him and he stroked his cock faster at the sight of his ****** dressed like a true slut. Soon he started to moan and he pointed his cock at his ******s face.

"Oh my god, I can't wait to the party, here's a little taste of what to come" he gasped and soon his thick cum was spurting from his cock and hit Sharon's face, where it dripped from her nose and her chin. Soon Rob was ready as well and Karen dragged him by his cock in front of Sharon and jerked him off until he came. She pointed the spurting cock at her and let the cum cover her face, Sharon opened her mouth to catch it and Karen directed the last few spurts into her mouth.

"Mmmm, that was good" Sharon moaned.

Karen knelt down in front of her and started licking the cum off her face, it tasted so good and soon they were kissing, swapping the cum back and forth.

"Seems that you both are ready for tomorrow, it'll be a great party" Phil said.

The next day they were all exited and couldn't keep the hands off each other while they were waiting for the guests to arrive. Finally the first ones were there and they were greeted in the hall by the whole family. Sharon wore her black dress and Phil's brother and wife admired her sexy body, the brother fondling her big tits as he said hallo. Soon other started to arrive and Sharon was kissing and groping the guests, they in turn responded by grabbing her ass and fondling her tits, she was soon very wet and horny.

When they had all arrived, the family was making the rounds and getting all ******.

"Hi everybody" Phil called, "Thank you all for coming to our little party. We're so glad to see you and especially Sharon has been looking forward to this. In a little while the dinner is ready, so please find your seats. Remember that we if you need something, we're all available for your every needs"

The table was set a one long table, made out of several glass-top tables put together. Soon all were seated, there were 24 people in all and some were noticing that there was no seat for Sharon. She stood at the end of the table and looked at her guests with lust in her eyes.

"Now that you're all seated, I hope you enjoy your dinner. As Phil mentioned in the invitation, I'll be the entertainment for tonight and I'll do my very best to fulfill all you requests. As you might know we have a very liberal attitude towards sex, so everything is allowed. I hope that you all have some dirty wishes, I'm really horny tonight."

After the starters were served, Phil's brother called for Sharon.

"Sharon, I've being dreaming about this party so long, I really need to get off"

She kissed him and without a word she crawled under the table and undid his pants. She reached inside and took out his half-hard cock and started to lick it. Soon he was sucking hard on his cock and the salvia was dripping from her mouth.

"Now that's entertainment" Sharon's sister said.

All could see Sharon sucking off Phil's brother, some were a little shocked, but most were enjoying the sight. Sharon's sister was rubbing her husband's hard cock through his pants, his eyes were fixed on Sharon's mouth gliding up and down the hard cock. Soon Phil's brother started to squirm in the seat and Sharon sucked harder.

"Do you think she will swallow his cum" Sharon's sister asked.

"Oh yes, she absolutely loves cum. Normally she'll suck all of us off at least once a day and she always swallows if we don't cum on her face" Peter said.

"Well, she in for a treat, I have tried for a week to make him cum, but she have saved it all for today" Phil's sister-in-law said while she was rubbing her pussy.

Phil's brother started panting hard, Sharon took his cock deep into her mouth and he with a groan he started to cum in her mouth. All could see that Sharon's mouth quickly filled with cum, her cheeks bellowed and cum started to flow from the sides of her mouth, running down the cock still filling her mouth. She swallowed hard and after a few more jerks, she opened her mouth and let the cock pop out and started to lick the cum of it. She had a dreamy look in her eyes as she held the glistening cock in her hand, licking it and slurping the juices of it. They could all see the cum in her mouth and on her tongue.

When she was done, all clapped and she looked up though the table and grinned at the guests.

"Oh wow, thanks for the present, that was some load, so much and so tasty. I hope that there are more presents like this" she said with a smile.

A little further down the table Karen was chatting with Peter's cousin, she nodded several times and then called for Sharon. She came up to Karen and stood beside her, then bend over and kissed her.

"Umh, I see what you mean, that cum tastes so good. Listen, Brian here is too shy to ask, but he got so horny seeing you suck cock, would you do that to him as well?"

"I would love to, I hope that he's got a lot of cum for me"

Sharon knelt in front of him, Karen had already taken Brian's cock out. The tip was wet with his pre-cum and Sharon licked it off, using the tip of her tongue to play with it. She took the cock in her hand and started to jerk him off. Some of the guests were openly rubbing their pussies, some had their cocks jerked off by the women and all were watching Sharon. But the poor guy was so excited that before Sharon could take it in her mouth, he came in big spurts all over her face. The first strands covered her nose and chin, she quickly opened her mouth and caught the rest in her mouth. The spurts subsided and she took the cock in her mouth and licked it clean.

When she got up, she stood for a moment and looked at the guests, cum dripping from her face unto her big tits. They all applauded again and she licked her lips.

"Anyone else needs service" she asked

Almost everyone raised their hands, she smiled and crawled back under the table. When she looked down the row of people on both sides of her, she could see hard cocks and fingers busy between legs. She started to lick the first pussy, it tasted so good and soon the juices were flowing, she could see the hard cocks next to her being jerked off, this was heaven.

When the lady being licked had cum, Sharon got out from under the table and told the guest that she now needed to be fucked. She went to the living room where a bed has been prepared, laid on her back and spread her legs, rubbing her dripping pussy.

"Who wants to be first, I need a hard cock" she said smiling

One of Phil's brothers quickly jumped on the bed and stuck his hard cock into her wet pussy, fucking her hard while she gasped. She quickly reached an orgasm but he continued to fuck her hard. Around them some were watching, fingers in pussy or on a hard cock, others were fucking. Karen handled three cocks at once, Rob was in her pussy and another fucking her ass while a third was being sucked off.

"Oh, fuck me, fuck me hard" Sharon screamed, nearing another good cum.

Phil's brother couldn't hold back anymore and with a groan he started to unload his cum in her pussy, Sharon moaned as she felt the hot cum filling her up and soon she came , adding her own juices to his cum.

He slowly withdrew and left her pussy wide open, dripping with cum and cuntjuice. Sharon was still panting hard, her eyes filled with lust as she felt the wetness of her cunt with her hand. One of her nephews entered the bed, stroking his hard cock, Sharon spread her cuntlips and he entered her wet pussy, not minding the fact that it was filled with cum, he could feel it oozing out of her pussy as he thrust his cock up her pussy.

"Oh my god, I'm so wet, make me cum again you horny bastard"

Sharon's sister was approaching the bed, dragging her youngest *** with her, he was still fully clothed, but his eyes were filled with excitement of watching so many of his family members fucking and sucking, you could see the outline of his cock at the front of his pants.

"Sharon, Joe here would also like to give you a present but since you're occupied I'll unwrap it for you" she said smiling.

She placed her *** at the end of the bed and started to undo his pants, Sharon looked mesmerized as she pulled out the largest cock she had seen for a long time.

"Well thank you Joe, just what I wanted. Come here, let me suck on it."

Joe knelt on the bed beside her head and she took the almost hard cock in her hand, lifting it slowly over face, marveling at its size. It was at least 10 inches long and very thick, slowly getting harder and throbbing in her hand.

"Mmm sis, he has such a wonderful cock, do you get to enjoy it as well?"

"Oh yes, Joe regular fucks me, I love to feel his thickness in my pussy. Especially in the morning before he goes to work, but a nice evening fuck after Ben has had his turn is also good. He is still young and he has so much cum, try to feel his balls" Sharon's sister said.

Sharon felt her nephew's balls, they were big and hard and she was looking forward to a big load.

"Come closer, let me see if it fits in my mouth. I want all your cum in my mouth, would you like that?" she teased the young man.

"Oh yes, just like my ****** likes, she also loves when I empty myself in her mouth. But watch out, I cum a lot"

Sharon opened her mouth and sucked at the head, opened up as much as she could and started to let the hard cock slide into her mouth. She could only manage to fit half of the length in her mouth, so she used her hand to jerk him off while she was sucking him.

Karen had another orgasm, she was still being serviced by the three guys, but they were fucking her faster now, getting closer to cum. Karen was so horny, having two cocks in her holes and one to suck on was the best she ever had tried. She could also see Sharon getting fucked and at the same time sucking on a huge cock, she looked as she was in heaven as well.

Around the room most of the guests were sucking and fucking, Phil was pounding his hard cock into his niece's wet pussy, her big tits bouncing with his trust. Peter was licking the wet cunt of his aunt, he had secretly admired her mature body for years, getting a hardon when looking at her shapely legs, sexy feet and her big tits. Now she was naked in all her glory and laying on her back, Peter's head buried between her legs where he was licking her wet pussy and sometimes letting the tongue slip further down and probing her delicious ass. She had cum several times and was now begging for him to fuck her. He got up and kissed her, she could taste her own juices on his lips.

"Peter, let me feel you hard cock in me, don't let me wait any longer. I have waited to be fucked by you for years, I could see you always was horny when you visited"

Peter was happy to obey, he started to fuck her wet pussy, his big cock pounding away in the slippery wetness. After a while, he let it slide out and pressed it against her puckered hole, looked up at her when he saw she was smiling and nodding, he started to let it slide slowly into her ass, enjoying the feeling of the tightness of her ass.

"Oh yes, fuck me in the ass, let me feel your big cock in there" she panted

At the same time Sharon was sucking and jerking Joe's big cock, massaging the shaft while she was sucking, soon she felt it begin to throb and she let it out of her mouth, playing with it and looking up at Joe with a dirty grin.

"Are you ready to cum? I can feel you getting there" she smiled

"Oh yeah, I want to cum in your mouth so bad" he said, at the same time playing with her big tits.

Her other nephew heard Sharon begging for it, he soon started to cum in her pussy. Joe was breathing harder now, looking at the horny lady jerking his cock, her pussy overflowing with cum and her mouth open, ready to accept his sperm.

"Oh god, I'm almost there, oh yes" he groaned

Most of the guests were watching the action on the bed, Sharon lying there with cum oozing out from her used pussy, her hand slowly playing with Joe's cock. She was teasing him, drawing out the orgasm, but at last she gripped the cock harder and jerked faster.

"Arrgh, I'm cumming" he panted

The guests and Sharon watched in fascination as the huge cock twisted and released huge spurts of cum, the first hit Sharon straight in the face, then she quickly directed the rest towards her mouth. The cum kept spraying from the cock and her mouth was soon almost overflowing. At last he was done and he fell on the bed, completely exhausted.

Sharon was still on her back, mouth open with dreamy eyes, the tongue playing with the cum Joe had unloaded in her mouth. Her sister knelt on the bed next to her.

"Uhh, that looks so hot. I told you he would cum a lot, but I think he might have skipped a session or two. Let me taste it"

She bent down and let her tongue slip into Sharon's mouth, dipping it in the cum and licking Sharon's lips. They started to kiss harder, sharing the cum, the others could see it dripping from the corners of their mouths.

"Oh my god, that is so hot" Rob groaned

He started to fill Karen's pussy with cum and soon the other two also unloaded in her ass and on her face. Karen screamed as she came, the sensation of being filled in both end at the same time pushed her over the edge.

On the bed Sharon's sister had moved to the end of the bed and was now licking her wet pussy, enjoying the mixed juices from Sharon and the men that fucked her. Karen got up and went to the bed, cum dripping from her face.

"Well. It looks like you have gotten what you wanted, are you up for more"

"Yes, that was a very good and tasty load, but I still want more" Sharon said, enjoying her sisters tongue between her legs.

Karen squatted over her face, looked down at Sharon's glistering face and spread her pussy, letting the cum drip down in her mouth. She lowered her pussy all the way down and Sharon's started licking her pussy. Karen rubbed her pussy on Sharon's face, moving a little to let her lick her ass as well, pressing so the cum leaked from her ass for Sharon to lick up.

The horny scene on the bed caused a lot of the guest to cum as well and when Karen was done, more of the ladies used Sharon to clean their pussies and the men had their cocks cleaned

After a while the guests settled down, lazily sitting around and enjoying the sight of Sharon still on the bed, her face and breasts completely covered in cum, she was slowly rubbing her pussy, looking around with tired but happy eyes.

"Thank you all for the party, it has been the best birthday ever" she said.

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Don't Piss on the Cadillac


Sarah was at her friend Lauren's house for Lauren's engagement party. The 3 glasses of champagne had made her busting to use the bathroom but it was already 3 people deep so she opened the door to the garage and stepped in, closing the door behind her. She knew the house well and walked around the old car, over near the roller door where a drain ran along its edge.

The old car was a classic and Sarah's best friend Lauren's ****** Malcolm adored it. He had recently moved in with Lauren and her now fiancé for a month whilst the contract on his new house cleared. He owned a beautiful 1968 Cadillac DeVille convertible. The car was not normally in the garage but it was Malcolm's (or Mr Wells as he was known to Sarah) pride and joy. It was so long it nearly touched the garage door, making difficult for Sarah to move around in order to reach the drain.

Sarah was a 23 year old who managed a boutique clothes shop. She was married to Dave, an accounts manager at a manufacturing company. Sarah had long brown hair and smallish boobs which matched her slight frame and curvy arse. She wore a white cotton dress which was a bit see-through so her white panties underneath were still visible. Looking around to make sure she was alone, she squatted, pulled her panties to one side and began peeing directly into the drain near where the garage door closed.

Some of her pee landed on the cement floor and splashed up onto the back guard of the Cadillac, as it was driven straight in. She was not worried about the piss splashing on the car, she was just relieved to be relieving herself. She knew the car well as she had been friends with Lauren since she was in grade school and spent many days at her ********* home so knew her ****** well. She also knew of his love affair with the car as he used to spend all day sometimes just cleaning it.

Malcolm (Mr Wells) was in his early 50s and married to his wife of 30 years, Daphne. He was a big man who Sarah remembers as having a good physique when she was younger, but now he had let himself go. He was unshaven and overweight and because of this he was usually sweaty and greasy. He was still renowned around the local pubs as a 'take no crap' sort of a bloke who could hold his own.

He had always thought Sarah was a spoilt brat as she was allowed to get away with a lot more at home than Lauren ever did, but didn't make waves as she was Lauren's best friend.

Sarah was pissing as hard as she could as she was desperate to get back to the party before anyone noticed she was gone. She also didn't want anyone to find her in the garage with her skirt up around her waist.

Just as she is finishing up, Malcolm opened up the garage door and walked in from inside the house and shut the door. He wanted to stay out of the way of the party and his nagging wife who was pottering around, so decided to spend the rest of the afternoon polishing his car. He didn't realise Sarah was in there as he squeezed around the front and picked up a rag.

Sarah had heard the door open and quickly stood up, straightening her dress out. Luckily she had just finished peeing.

"Oh, Sarah! What are you doing in here?" he asked suspiciously.

"Hi Mr Wells, I was just, errr, ah, looking for a glass," she lied.

"Ok, but I don't think you'll find one in here missy," he said, looking around, thinking that she must be up to something.

"You're right, I'll try looking inside," she said walking toward the door.

"Oy, what's this!" exclaimed Malcolm angrily as he crouched down to look at the rear guard of his pride and joy Caddy.

"Oh, I spilt some of my ***** before, sorry if some got on your old car," she said shakily.

"Bullshit! You don't even have a glass. This is piss. You've been pissing in here and you've pissed on my Caddy!"

"No, I um."

"Get over here and clean it you little bitch!" he said through clenched teeth as he grabbed her by the arm and shoved her towards the rear of the car.

"Um, can I borrow that then please?" she asked, almost on the verge of tears. She felt so humiliated – being caught peeing in her best friend's garage by her best friend's ******.

"No! I'm don't wanna have any more of my stuff covered in your piss!"

"Well how am I supposed to clean it then?" she asked.

"I don't know, use your dress," said Malcolm.

"No way, this is a $150 pure cotton dress, and besides, it's white which will show the um, wee to everyone inside at the party."

"Use your panties then, they're probably already covered in piss anyway," he said rather nastily.

"Mr Wells! I'm sorry I did that to your car, but I'm not going to take my panties off in front of you! Your wife is just inside, and so is my husband - imagine if they came in here and found me with my panties off, rubbing them on this old heap with you standing there watching!" she said in a sophisticated tone.

"Right, that's it! Nobody calls my baby '68 DeVille an old heap! Either you get those panties off and start cleaning or I'm gonna give you a spanking right now!" said Malcolm, rage building.

"You've got to be kidding me! As if I'd let you spank me. You're a dirty old man and I'm going to go and tell your wife, your ******** and my husband. Lauren is gonna throw you out, Daphne will divorce you and Dave will sue you for damages and take this car!"

"Bullshit! There is no way you'd go in there and tell all of your phony friends that you had just taken a piss in a dirty garage. They would disown you and Dave would probably divorce you when his rich, stuck-up family found out. So either pull down those pretty little white panties of yours which I can see through your dress, or bend over the back of the Caddy for the spankin' you deserve."

He could see the options ticking over in her head. Take off her panties in front of him and get them all covered in piss which her friends and husband were surely to see, or take a spanking from Mr Wells and just have it over and done with. He was so gross and sleazy, but being so big, he did have an air of authority about him and growing up she was always a little afraid of him.

"Fine, just hurry up and get it over with so I can rejoin the party," she said, cautiously moving to stand next to the back of the Caddy. "But please take it easy on me," she said, now realising her predicament and therefore deciding to be a little more polite. She remembered stories from Lauren about copping a flogging from her ****** if she spent all night out or had left a mess in the bathroom. Apparently they were thorough and she'd behaved herself afterwards.

"Niiiiice," he said creepily as he pushed Sarah's shoulders down so that she was bent over the car. She put her elbows out to rest on the car so that her dress didn't actually touch the car as she didn't want it to get dirty.

He looked down at this beautiful girl, completely at his disposal. A bit of saliva formed in the corner of his mouth as he landed the first smack on her juicy arse.

"Ow!" she squealed as it hurt a lot more than she expected.

"Better keep it down love, unless you want your husband and friends inside to hear," Malcolm stated plainly as he readied himself to deliver the next smack.

"Ok Mr Wells," she said sheepishly before the second smack landed on her dress covered arse.

"Mfph," was all that she emitted this time, even though the pain was just as bad.

Smack, smack, smack, smack! Malcolm's hand came down on her arse. Sarah was doing well to not make much noise and kept her position. After 6 smacks she thought that it was almost over as her arse was burning.

"My hand is starting to throb from spanking your fat arse so I'm gonna have to switch to using my shoe," he said, leaning down to take off his dirty work boot. As he did this Sarah turned around to see the bottom of the boot. It had a deep tread with bits of dirt and mud in the grooves which made Sarah freak. Her feelings were also hurt as she doesn't have a fat arse at all, but a nice curvy one.

"You can't hit me with that! You said a spanking and that's what you've given me, so let me go, please," she said, almost begging.

"Listen love, I'll say when we're finished and we're not done by a long shot. You piss on my pride and joy, then call it an old heap, then call me a dirty old man and try to blackmail me. I'm gonna give you another 20 with ma boot. Then you can go back to your precious party."

"But that boot is filthy. It will leave my dress with a big dirty mark on it and then I'll have to try and explain it to everyone inside," she said on the verge of tears.

"The only alternative then is to take them on your bare arse lady," he said with a sly smile building, looking straight in her eyes which widened in shock.

Time was ticking. People would start to wonder where she was. Only 20 more on her bare arse and it would all be over. At least she had a figure to work with. Only 20 more.

She bit her lip then looked at him with pleading eyes. "Ok, if you can keep my dress clean, do it to my bare arse. But please try not to look at it as nobody has seen it bare apart from Dave since we got married."

"I'll try, but no promises. Now hurry up and get them panties down and that precious dress up so I can finish you off."

She stood up, faced him then reached up under her dress with both hands to grab the sides of her panties. She didn't look at his face until she had them down around the bottom of her thighs when she looked up at him. He was looking at her rolled down white panties with lecherous eyes. She then turned around and bent back over the Caddy, leaned on one elbow and gently raised the dress up over her arse.

Malcolm couldn't believe his eyes. Here he was, an old fat bastard looking at the most luscious arse he had ever seen. It was pearly white like her panties but had red hand marks on it from the spanking. He must have pause longer than Sarah liked because she quipped up with, "Come on, stop looking and get it over with!"

Whack! The big dirty boot landed on her perfect arse.

"Ahhh!" She did her best to stifle a scream but the pain was unbearable.

Whack, whack! He flogged her again.

"Please," she whimpered. Whack, whack! "Please stop."

"That's only 5 love. I've gonna flog you another 15 times to make up for all that piss," he said as he landed another on her burning hot arse.

She couldn't take anymore. "Please, I've learnt my lesson. I'm sorry. I can't take anymore. Please stop!" she said as a tear ran down her cheek.

"Well love, I'm starting to enjoy this, a little too much actually. So the only way I'm gonna stop is if I fuck that pretty little married pussy of yours." He said as he grabbed her long hair and pulled it back and to the side so that she was ****** to look at the huge outline of his cock in his house shorts.

Her eyes opened extra wide at seeing the huge bulge. She was transfixed and didn't respond to his offer so he slowly started rubbing the inside of her thigh with his dirty boot.

"No way, I can't, I'm married, and so are you!"

With that, he started laying into her again. She still had her head turned towards him, so could see the boot being raised and then whacking down on her arse.

After 4 more painful strikes he paused and said, "We're not even half way there love. Are you sure you want me to go on, or would you rather I stuffed your pussy?"

His words sent a chill up her spine. She had always been such a prim and proper girl – going to the best private schools, then marrying a rich man. The words 'stuffed' and 'pussy' repulsed her but there was no way she could take anymore of his flogging.

On the verge of sobbing she said, "Please, just, just... satisfy yourself and get it over and done with. I can't stand anymore of a beating."

He'd heard what he'd been dying to hear. For the last couple of years she had really starting looking good. He still disliked her attitude and snobbish ways and realised the only reason Lauren stayed friends with her was because they had been friends for so long. Plus he was tired of having sex with his wife who was in her 50s now herself.

Looking down now at her red raw arse, he quickly pulled his shorts down to reveal his now rock hard 7 inch cock. He then moved behind her to a position where he could see her pussy. It wasn't bald, but nicely trimmed and had a brown velvety covering. Because her legs were closed, her pussy jutted out like that of a horse's, with a nice slit in the middle running vertically.

He didn't want to waste any more time. He took a step closer, grabbed her hip with one hand whilst guiding his cock to the entrance of her pussy with the other. It offered no resistance as it was as slippery and sticky as if he'd just gone down on her.

Gripping hold of her other hip he started drilling her for all he was worth. Smashing into her sore arse cheeks with his pelvis as his cock filled her married pussy again and again. His fat gut touching her back as he rammed.

She couldn't believe she had gotten herself into such a mess. Being spanked, beaten and then fucked by her best friend's ******. She had never been so humiliated. She felt like bursting into tears but didn't want people at the party to recognise that she had been crying and then start asking questions.

Malcolm kept grunting away for about 3 minutes when he felt his nuts twitching and was just about to give her a final slam when the door to the garage opened.

He quickly pulled his dick out of her ****** pussy, grabbed her by the hips and threw her to the floor so that she was facing him with her back to the car.

It was Sarah's husband Dave!

"Oh, I thought I'd find you in here Malcolm. Nice ride," he said standing in the doorway.

Malcolm quickly grabbed a rag which was resting on the back of the car and pretended to be polishing.

"Yeah, she sure is a sweet ride Dave, just love spending time in her," Malcolm said as he leaned over to polish and to also hide his cock which was still sticking straight out. As he did so, his cock positioned itself right in line with Sarah's face.

Without thinking twice he grabbed his cock with one concealed hand and directed it to where he thought Sarah's face would be. He didn't want to draw attention to behind the car so he kept talking to Dave as he sneakily waved his rod, trying to find his target – her wet mouth.

"Yeah, sweet ride..." Malcolm continued.

He felt his cock hit Sarah's nose and then her eye as she moved her head to avoid it.

"You haven't seen Sarah around have you?" asked Dave casually.

"Well, let me think..." Bingo! The end of his cock had lined up with her mouth but she was keeping it shut tight. "Actually, I did run into her earlier..." Malcolm said as he began slapping her cheek with his cock.

'Oh no!' thought Sarah – he might say that he knows where I am and that I had pissed in the garage and I couldn't live with the *********** of Dave and everyone knowing that. She then reluctantly opened her mouth and accepted his pussy-juice covered cock.

"But no, I've seen you with her since then, so I don't know where she is," Malcolm said, much to Sarah's relief.

She slowly started moving her head back and forth on his rod. As she did this the skin peeled back and it tasted putrid. It was the first time she had tasted herself. Her juices mixed with his smelly foreskin almost made her vomit. It also had a few pubes mixed in with the slime and she didn't know whether they were hers or his.

She didn't want him to say anything to Dave though, so she thought she better get him off as quickly as possible so she lifted her hand up to his balls and slowly began stroking them. They were all sweaty and hairy.

She couldn't believe that Mr Wells had made her suck his cock when her own husband was in the same room! Much to Sarah's disgust, Malcolm kept the conversation going with Dave.

She almost died when she heard Dave say, "Oh well, I might as well finish my beer off in here then and see if I can find her on the next trip to the fridge. She's probably in the bathroom. Women seem to spend half their life in there!" He joked as he closed the door and started heading around the front of the Cadillac.

"Hold it there mate!" Malcolm said as Dave squeezed along the gap between the front of the car and the wall. "I've just touched up the paint on the corner and it's still wet."

"Ok, no worries," he said and stayed over near the door, just out of sight of his beautiful wife sucking this old guy's cock.

She still had her panties around her thighs as she knelt there slowly sucking and stroking his balls. The sucking must have been too slow for Malcolm because he leaned fully over and began polishing the far side of the Caddy, ******* his cock to the back of Sarah's throat, causing her to gag. She didn't want to be found out, so she suppressed the gagging sound and put her head back against the car, to get away from the cock which had slammed into her.

Malcolm then began slowly fucking her mouth, timing it perfectly with the rubbing of the polish on the car so that to her husband, it would have looked like he was just trying really hard to reach the other side of the car.

Her head was pressed up against the side of the car so she couldn't move away. She still had hold of his balls as her hand was trapped in. She had to use her other hand to grab hold of his leg so as not to fall over.

He felt his balls twitch again as he felt himself ready to cum. Dave was still talking about the latest beer he had bought and how good it was, as Malcolm unloaded into his wife's mouth.

It was a great load as well as he hadn't blown for a while, making it thick and stringy. Sarah didn't want to get any on her dress so she swallowed it all down and kept sucking and licking until Malcolm had completely finished.

She felt so totally used as he pulled his cock out and using one hand flipped his pants back over it.

"Oh well, that beer is done, I'm off to get another," Dave said as he left, closing the door behind him.

"See ya later mate," Malcolm added as Dave left.

"Quick, get up you pissing tart," Malcolm said, grabbing her by the hair and lifting her up. Her hair was messed up from Mr Wells grabbing it, she had a bit of cum around the corner of her mouth and her knickers still around her thighs.

She quickly pulled her panties up and was about to walk out when Malcolm said, "Hold it."

She stopped and turned to him. He reached up and wiped the bit of cum off from the corner of her mouth and then said, "Open up." She cautiously opened her mouth up just enough for him to stick his finger in for her to suck the cum off. She scrunched her face up and looked like she was going to vomit, but ran her tongue around his finger obediently.

"Now, off you go and don't let me catch you misbehavin' again, or I'll have to give you another seeing to!" He said as he gave her another slap on the arse.

"Ouch! Yes Mr Wells, I've learnt my lesson," she mumbled as she grabbed her arse and shuffled out of the garage.

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My mate and I were camping at a caravan park for the week with our families and we had just ducked behind the caretaker's shed to have a joint. It was early afternoon and the place was pretty busy so we thought this was the best place to light up as it was down the back of the park, not really on the way to anywhere and it might have looked like we were just heading off into the bush for a walk.

Greg had lit up, taken a few tokes and was about to pass it to me when the caretaker came ambling around the back of the shed from the other side. "What the hell are you two doing back here? I hope you're not trying to knock anything off!" He was in his late fifties and was of thin build with a beer belly. He had a tag on his old shirt that said JIm. He had that look about him that suggested that he probably lived alone and drank too much every night without looking after himself.

"Nah, we're just having a cigarette and admiring the bushland," said Greg, still holding the joint.

"Hey, that doesn't smell like a cigarette. You bastards are smoking dope! And on private property," he said, walking closer, "I've had enough of you city folk coming out here and a***ing the laws, I'm calling the cops."

"Hey mate, let's not get hasty," I said, trying to be friendly so he would hopefully let us off. My name's Cliff, and I'm about 5'7" and of average build and 33 years old.

"Nup, you pair can tell your story to the cops." He said as he started walking back around the way he came towards a door that was shut. It must have a phone in it, I thought.

"This bloke wasn't even smoking anyway," Greg said, trying to be a mate and stick up for me. He was the biggest out of all three of us. About 6'3" and of solid build. Not bursting with muscles, but burly enough for a 34 year old.

"How much will it cost to keep you quiet old man?" I asked, which made him lift his head up. When he did so, he looked straight over at the amenities block which was about 70 yards away and saw Greg's wife Jane coming out of the exit. Jane was a babe. Blonde hair about 5 feet 6, nice size tits and a very nice ass. She's had 2 kids and you could tell, but she was fine for a 31 year old, to say the least.

"That's your wife over there isn't it?" He said to Greg as he pointed over to her. "Yeah," said Greg, "Why?"

"Tell her to come over here so I can tell her what you and your friend here have been up to," said the caretaker, with a sly look on his face.

"No way! Now how much money do you want to stay quiet?" Greg was still trying to buy the old man off, probably thinking that he'll go for some cash so he could get some extra *******. "50 bucks should get you a good label scotch," Greg said, reaching for his wallet in his back pocket. He was trying to buy his way out of it because he had been busted for ***** before and the judge advised him that if he saw him again, he was going to jail. Greg had a lot to lose. His wife Jane would **** him for starters, knowing that he was even smoking dope again, let alone getting busted.

"Oh well," said the caretaker whilst opening the door to the shed, "I'll go and call the cops now then."

"Wait!" called Greg to The caretaker, "I'll call her over. By the time she's finished with me after you tell her we were smoking dope, I'll have learnt my lesson."

Normally Greg would have waited until the caretaker had gone into the shed, knocked him on the head and cleared out, but the caravan park had all of our details so he was trying to play his cards so that he could get away without having to do time.

"Jane!" She stopped and turned towards us. She would have been able to see Greg and I, but not the caretaker as he had already gone into the shed. She had a surprised look on her face which is not unusual because we were in a place she would not expect us to be.

"Come over her honey, there's someone who wants to see you."

She came over and then asked, "What's going on? Who wants to see me?"

"Hi Babe," he said, trying to act casual. "I thought you'd like to meet the caretaker of the caravan park. His name's Jim." He was beginning to get a bit nervous now, I could tell in his voice. "Cliff and I were just taking a stroll when we met up with Jim. Go in and say hello. Do you know he's been working here for 8 years?" Greg was now trying to usher her into the shed and by the sounds of it he was hoping that the caretaker would forget about the whole thing, chat for a bit and then let them go. I was about to find out how wrong he was.

Jane was not the sort of chick who was just going to stand around and have a chat with any caretaker. She had always been conceited and would never dream of befriending a caretaker or such. She was also a feisty bitch and didn't take any crap from anyone. I think she was in shock a little bit by Greg's behavior, so went along with it and slowly entered the shed, followed by Greg, with me shuffling in at the end.

I hadn't actually been caught with the joint, so I didn't have anything to worry about, but I thought I had better hang around to see if I could help my friend out of a fix.

Jane was wearing a pair of denim shorts which were fairly short and showed off her nice legs and shapely ass. She had on a white singlet top which fitted well around her D size tits. Her blonde hair was tied back in a pony tail. Greg and I were wearing shorts and t-shirts. The caretaker was wearing long work pants and a collared work shirt which buttoned up the front.

The shed was fairly large, but there wasn't much room to move as it was filled with mowers, bins, gardening equipment like rakes, a couple of benches and tools.

The caretaker had a phone in his hand and was dialing, but lifted his head and stopped when as we entered. "Jane, meet Jim," Greg said as we entered. "Hi Jim, please to meet you," said Jane, trying to be polite and still wondering why she had been made to talk to this caretaker.

"Welllll," said the caretaker, "I am very pleased to meet you and I'm glad these lads came to their senses by bringing you in here."

"What do you mean? " Replied Jane, wondering what he was talking about.

"Oh, didn't they tell you? I found them, or should I say, your husband here smoking dope, so I've got no choice but to call the police and have him arrested. I just thought I would let you know so you can get ready to clear out of the campsite. You and this other bloke's family." He said, pointing at me.

"What the fuck are you talking about? My husband hasn't smoked the **** since he was last busted and got the official last warning from the judge," she said, looking towards Greg. His face had that, 'sorry babe' sort of look as if to say that Jim was telling the truth.

"You dickhead!" she screamed as she gave him a hard punch to the chest. "If he calls the cops, you're going away for at least 6 months, you asshole! What the hell were you thinking?"

"I don't know, I thought because we were on holidays I could sneak a quick one in, just for old times' sake. Cliff said he would have some as well as he hadn't had a smoke for close on 4 years now," said Greg. I think the reality of the bust was sinking in now and he realized he was in trouble.

"You're an asshole too Cliff, you're always getting him into trouble," she said to me. So far I had just been a bystander in the whole deal, but I didn't mind taking a bit of the flak, if it meant she went easier on him. She had never really liked me. She didn't like the way I would go over to their house and grab Greg to take him fishing or how I always used to take over a few beers when a game was on and spend the afternoon getting pissed, whilst she mucked around doing housework because she could not spend time with her husband. She was friends with my wife though, so she put up with me, but we never chatted or anything like that.

The caretaker was just standing back now, watching it all unfold with a sly grin on his face. "I must say, your wife has a nice pair of tits on her," he said, breaking the bickering going on in front of him. All 3 of us looked at him in silence and then we all looked at Greg to see his reaction. He just had a dumb sort of look on face and said, "Yeah, they are a nice set aren't they," I think he was planning a way to stop the caretaker from making the call to the cops by buttering him up a bit. "What size bra do you wear honey?"

Jane's face turned from shock to anger as she turned towards the caretaker and said, "You can get fucked, I'm not telling you anything about my tits you dirty old man," then turning back to Greg asked, "Why the hell are you talking about my tits in front of these two, and especially at a time like this?"

"I just thought that Jim seems like a nice old man and if we make friends with him, he may not call the cops on us," said Greg, looking from Jane to the caretaker, "Why don't you lift up your top so he can get a better look at them."

Greg would normally have knocked any man out who spoke about his wife like the caretaker had just done and Jane knew it as it had happened before. However, she did realize that Greg was in a lot of trouble and he was obviously only asking her to do it because he didn't want to go to jail. She was pissed off though as it was his own fault that he got busted smoking dope and now she had been dragged into it.

Part of her wanted to punch him and the caretaker in the face and walk out, but she thought that she might as well lift her top. She had a bra on and had been showing more skin than that at the caravan pool recently.

She looked over at me and shot me a glance like, 'you better not look', and then turned back towards the caretaker who was standing opposite all 3 of us. "You're all a bunch of losers," she said as she lifted the shirt up above her tits, showing her full pink bra.

"Nice," said the caretaker, "But I think me and your friend over here want to see a bit more than that," he said, glancing my way to imply that I wanted to see more. The truth was that I did want to see more. She was a bitch, but she had a great body and I would always try to steal a glance down her top or up her skirt whenever I saw her. I had to be sly about it because I was best mates with her husband and didn't want things to be ruined there, but I would have given anything to see that nice pair of tits.

"Hey, don't bring me into it," I said, a bit stand-offish, "I might get going actually, I didn't smoke any dope and my wife is probably wondering where I am."

I started heading back towards the door and was half way out when the caretaker yelled, in a pissed-off kind of voice, "If you want to get your friend out of a jam though, you'll shut the door and come back in."

I looked back over my shoulder at Greg who looked very worried as he said, "Come on mate, come back in and we'll hopefully get going soon."

I shut the door and returned to my spot. The caretaker looked at me and said, "Go over and undo her bra." I was a bit hesitant, but looked at Greg who just gave me a shrug, so I thought, 'fuck it'. I slowly walked over to Jane who was still standing there holding her top up over her tits. I was a bit of an expert at undoing bras so it only took one flick and it was undone.

"Now lift the bra up over her tits." He said, so I slowly reached around and lifted it up, exposing her tits as they dropped down out of her bra. "Jesus Christ, they're nice, now no more fucking around, take your top off lady and come over here!" he demanded, suddenly with more authority in his voice. He probably thought that he had gotten this far, he might as well see how far he could take things.

Jane continued lifting the top up and over her head and then took the bra completely off. They were magnificent and I was starting to get a hard-on. She then walked over to the caretaker. He took hold of a boob in each hand and began roughly squeezing them and pinching her nipples. Jane winced a couple of times and he looked like he was hurting her.

"Oww, you fucker, you're hurting me," she said and then looked over her shoulder to Greg, without moving her boobs away from the caretaker, "Are you happy now you asshole?" she said to Greg. All he could do was watch on and say, "It's alright honey, it's better than me going to jail."

"Yeah, it's always the way isn't it, it's alright for me to have to go through this, as long as you're ok, you bastard!" she said, then turned around towards me. "And you're just as bad, wait until I tell your wife that you ogled my boobs when I was being ****** to take off my top."

"I'm only doing it to save a mate from going to jail, she'd understand," I said, trying to justify my actions.

"You're both losers, " she said as she winced again at the mauling she was receiving from the caretaker.

"Stop talking and look at me," said the caretaker and gave her nipples an extra hard squeeze. "Now if I'm not gonna call the cops, I'm gonna have to think of a punishment for your husband, because I can't have him smoking dope again on caravan park property. I would normally get him to work it off mowing the lawns around here or in the restaurant kitchen washing dishes, but you're due to go home in couple of days, so I won't get my monies worth out of him. I think I'll just have to give you a spanking instead........ with your husband's permission of course."

"Bullshit!" she yelled jumping back, out of his reach, "there's no way you're laying another hand on me, we're outa here! You can call the cops, we don't care, tell him Greg," she said, picking up her top and bra as she headed for the door. "I'll go and stand outside whilst you two teach this man a lesson. If you're going to jail anyway, you might as well add assault to the charges."

"Honey, wait! I don't want to go to jail! I'll be away from you and the kids for at least 6 months, you don't want that do you?" "Please, just let him give you a spanking and we'll go home and forget about the whole thing."

She stopped, turned around and threw her top and bra back on the dirty floor of the shed. Looking at the caretaker she said, "Ok, you sick fuck, where do you want me?"

I couldn't believe it. I was about to see her get spanked. My already large boner was getting even bigger! The caretaker took a seat on an old wooden chair. "Over my lap, of course," he said.

She walked over to him with a bit of conviction now. She was pissed-off and I think she was determined to get it over and done with as quickly as possible. She lay across his lap and he put his left hand on her back and began groping her ass with his right. It looked like she was going to object to this groping, but she stayed quiet. After a minute of this his hand raised up and slapped hard down on her denim covered ass. "Yowwww!" she screamed as he lifted his hand again and slapped down the opposite ass cheek.

"I'm never gonna forgive you for this you bastard," she said to her husband, lifting her head. He kept up the punishment for another 3 or 4 minutes before the tears started to appear. "How long are you going to spank me for? You're killing me here!"

The caretaker looked over at me and saw my now raging hard-on showing through my pants and then he looked over to Greg, so I did too. He was also sporting a hard-on of similar size.

"Ok, looks like these two are enjoying the show, if their pants are anything to go by," he said as he slapped down hard again. She looked up and saw our hard-ons, then looked back down again, shaking her head. "Actually, beginning to get turned on by this ass of yours too. I was planning on spanking you for another 20 minutes or so, but I'll stop now if you suck me off."

"Get fucked, you dirty old man! There's no way I'm going anywhere near your slimy cock you prick!" she said, wriggling around on his lap. She could feel his cock and it felt like about 6 inches long.

"Ok then, but my hand is getting sore. Pass me that fan belt over there," he said to Greg, pointing at an old fan belt off a motor, lying on a bench near Greg. He picked it up and passed it to the caretaker. It was about half an inch thick and had snapped in half. The caretaker folded it and began an onslaught on her ass that made her scream out in pain. She started sobbing now, begging him to stop. Greg and I just stood by and watched.

After a few more strokes he stood up, pushing her onto the floor as he did it. He then unzipped his pants and pulled them down with his underpants in one go. He had a raging hard-on which flung around as he reached down and grabbed Jane and pulled her head towards his lap. He sat down in one swift movement, pulling her so that her face was hovering over his dick.

"Suck it!" he said as he shoved it into her mouth. He let go of her hair as she took hold of his cock in one hand and started slowly sucking. "Yeah, that's nice," he said leaning back.

She had sucked his cock for about 2 minutes when he told her to lick his balls. She did this, licking and sucking each ball into her mouth whilst slowly jerking his cock with her hand.

"Hey you," he said, looking at me, "Come over here and pull her shorts down to check-out my handy work on her ass." I was so caught up in the moment that I just walked up behind her and attempted to pull down her denim shorts from the top. She was kneeling in front of the caretaker, leaning over, so it was a bit hard to get them down. He stood up and lifted her off his cock, making her stand as well. I reached around in front of her and undid the button on the top of her shorts and unzipped them. I then grabbed either side of them and pulled them down to her ankles.

She was wearing pink cotton briefs that matched her pink bra. I grabbed them on either side as well and slowly pulled them down. They stuck a bit around the crotch area and then went down to her ankles. The whole time she was slowly jerking his cock with one hand and was cradling is balls with the other.

He then sat down and directed her mouth back over his cock. She started using her right hand to stroke his balls as she slowly sucked. She was now in front of me, bent over with her ass pointing straight out. It was the most luscious ass I had ever seen in the flesh.

"Well, don't just stand there! Check out my handy work!" He said in a rather short tone.

I hunched down behind her and saw what he had done. Her whole ass was pink from the hand spanking, but there were stripes all over it from the belt as well.

"I bet this bitch is enjoying sucking my cock. Rub her ass and pussy and then show me your hand."

She winced as my hand touched her red ass. I continued to stroke it -- it was a fine ass. I then ran my hand between her legs to her pussy which was light brown and seemed to be trimmed nicely. The caretaker was right, it was dripping wet. I rubbed it for a couple of seconds and then held my hand up for the caretaker to see.

"There's only one thing you can do for a pussy like that ***, and that's fuck it! So drop those pants and give her a good rogering. " I didn't waste any time. I dropped them and began to line up my 7 inch tool with her pussy. She stopped sucking the caretaker and turned her head around to look at my tool approaching her ass. I just kept going and inserted it to the hilt in one go. She looked up at me and said, "I hate you."

The caretaker wasn't too impressed that she took her mouth off his cock and said, "Don't stop sucking! If he blows before me, I'm gonna do you in the ass!" This encouraged her to turn around and resume quickly. She was now sucking quickly and giving everything she had. It didn't take much longer before he stiffened and started unloading in her mouth. It must have been a good load because she was making ******* noises as she swallowed it down. It probably tasted foul too, coming from and old bastard like him, it might have been brewing for a while.

It was all too much for me and I couldn't hold off any longer so pulled out and blew all over her ass, rubbing my come all over her red ass and pushing it down onto her asshole. I then stood up and pulled my pants back on. The caretaker did the same. Jane was left lying on the floor with come all over her ass, asshole and a bit around her mouth. Her ass was red and stripey.

The caretaker spoke, "Ok, I'll let you off this time, but don't let me catch you smoking dope around here again!" He picked up a brush-cutter and headed towards the door. "I'm gonna get back to work now. You lot can clean her up and then head back to your camp." He opened the door and walked out, starting the brush-cutter as he went.

I walked to the door and looked out. He had walked about 60 yards away and was moving further away, cutting along the side of the bush. I walked back inside, grabbed the joint off Greg and lit it up. If ever there was a time for some good smoke, it was now.

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Fishing Rod Payment



It started off with a visit to my friend Jenny's house. My name is Sue and we had been friends for about 4 years. We had met as our kids went to the same school. We were both 30 years old and got along well so we started having family BBQs and outings together. My husband John and Jenny's husband Roger soon became friends but I never knew what Jenny saw in Roger.

He was of medium build with a big beer gut and ugly. He also had a very sleazy manner about him which always put me off. He worked as a mechanic and was always covered in grease and I used to constantly catch him checking out my curves whenever Jenny was out of site. I go the gym almost every day and have an ass to die for. My tits aren't the biggest but I definitely get a few looks.

Occasionally at BBQs after a few ******, Roger would come up behind me when John and Jenny were not around and grab my ass or make suggestive sexual comments. I was generally repulsed by this and would tell him to fuck off. I sometimes mentioned it to my husband afterwards but it was generally passed off as Roger just mucking around. I think he turned a blind eye as he was probably doing the same with Jenny when I wasn't around. Jenny is a little on the plump side and is constantly on some sort of diet which never works. She has a large round ass and smaller tits than me.

Anyway, one day when the kids were at school I was over visiting Jenny. We were all going camping on the weekend and Jenny was packing. We were in her back shed getting fishing gear together. The shed was very large with 2 benches covered in car parts and very cluttered. Jenny wore a pair of brown shorts and white singlet. It was warm so I had on my yellow and white summer dress which came down to a few inches above my knee. I was feeling playful so I decided to grab a fishing rod and start using it as a sword.

"En-guard," I yelled and playfully jabbed at Jenny.

Jenny jumped back and used the tackle box as a shield before grabbing a fishing net to use as a weapon.

Just then Roger came walking out of the back door of the house and towards the shed. He must have finished work early and looked like he was in a really bad mood. He was wearing dark coloured work pants and a dark blue shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He was covered in dust and his hair was all messy.

"Hi Honey, you're home early," Jenny said tentatively, whilst cautiously putting down the tackle box.

"Yeah, the compressor blew up, ruining the day. It can't be fixed until tomorrow so the boss told me to take the rest of the day off. I'm glad I came home when I did though," he said grumpily, "Don't you know how expensive this fishing gear is?"

"I just spent last weekend sorting that tackle box out, so I hope all of the hooks and sinkers aren't mixed together with you throwing it around like that." He threw Jenny a dirty look before turning his gaze to me.

"And that's my favourite fishing rod. It cost me $250 and I've only used it twice. If you'd have broken it, I'd have had to take that $250 out on your ass!" He stated with a sleazy look in his eye.

This was just another of his comments that probably turned his deprived mind on but he didn't scare me. I looked over at Jenny but she was not going to back me up.

"Ooohhh, noooo," I said sarcastically as I began flinging his rod around above my head, "We can't break the precious rod now can we?"

"Don't do that!" Jenny yelled, rather seriously.

Just then, the rod caught on the corner of the shed snapping it clean in half. I really hadn't meant for that to happen and when I looked up at Roger, I knew I was in trouble. He looked like he was going to explode. Jenny just stood there motionless with a look of disbelief on her face.

"You're going to pay for that," he said in a strained voice.

"Ok, sorry. I'll pay for it. I'll get John to drop the money off later on tonight." I said apologetically. I really didn't want to piss him off any more.

"No, you're going to pay for it with your ass like I said." He stated rather **********.

I couldn't believe it. I knew he was pissed off and it was my fault but surely he must be just trying to drill home a point that he was not happy.

"You can't be serious!" I said, trying to make light of the situation, but inside I was beginning to get nervous.

"When I bought that rod, it was the last one in that series -- it's irreplaceable, so you can shove your money!"

He was now walking towards me. I turned sideways and held out the two broken parts of the fishing rod towards him. He roughly grabbed the two parts of the rod and gave me a shove, causing me to stumble into the shed. I looked back towards the door and Jenny had joined Roger's side.

"Jenny....." I said rather hesitantly.

"Well he did warn you, and you were being irresponsible with something so valuable." she stated rather coldly.

"Either you take your whipping and we forget about the whole thing, or you're not welcome in this house again. I also wont let you hang out with Jenny any more either. What's it gonna be?"

"What do you mean by whipping?" I asked, still in disbelief of the whole situation.

"I warned you I would take the $250 out on your ass, so I'm gonna whip your ass."

"What with?" I asked. I don't know why, but I was interested to hear how far he thought he could take this masquerade. I was also starting to give into the idea of being punished. I think it must have been the threat of our families not having fun together any more and the fact that I really did deserve to be punished.

"You could use the rod," Jenny announced quite proudly. "It's broken now anyway and it should work." My friend was now siding with this sleazy monster and giving him ideas on how to punish me!

"Good idea Honey, how many do you think she deserves?"

"I think one stroke for every $10 you spent on the rod should be enough."

"25 strokes it is then, unless you want to walk out of here now and never see us again?" He said to me rather viscously.

"Ok, I guess I do deserve it, but you have to promise not to tell John about this as he would hit the roof. He's always saying I'm too immature, the way I act sometimes."

"Deal. And I'm just gonna have to make up some excuse of why I'm using my old rough rod this weekend when he asks," said Roger, pointing to a dirty work bench about 4 feet long and 2 feet wide, scattered with tools. "Now get over there and bend over that bench so we can get this over and done with."

I hesitantly shuffled over to the bench and leaned over it sideways, resting on my elbows. As I did this, my skirt pulled up a bit higher, so that it sat almost up to my ass. I felt embarrassed and totally humiliated because you could just see my white cotton briefs that I had on underneath.

Roger walked around to the other side of me so that Jenny could see proceedings from the shed door. I could almost feel his eyes on my ass and I could smell the sweat and grease on him from working all morning. Unexpectedly, I felt the bottom of my dress begin to lift. This was not part of the deal so I immediately stood upright in protest.

"Fuck off!" I screamed, "You're not seeing under my dress you pervert."

"It won't have the proper effect if I whip you over your dress, and you'll need to take those panties down too. I need a bare ass or the deal's off."

I looked over at Jenny. Her face showed that she agreed with Roger. I could not think of a way around it. Whilst I was standing there, trying to think of how I got myself into this mess, Roger stepped behind me and slid his hands up along the outside of my hips under my dress until he got to the waistband of my panties. He grabbed hold of them and ********** pulled them down to my knees.

The whole time I just looked at Jenny for some response. I wanted her to tell Roger to stop and that it had gone too far but it seemed Jenny was getting more into it, the further it went. He then put his hand on my back and ****** my head right down on the dirty bench so that my head was hanging over the over side of it.

I was no longer on my elbows, but flat down with my ass sticking up slightly. My dress was getting all dirty and I could feel the cool air on my ass. Roger then slowly lifted my dress up until it was halfway up my back and tucked it in around the sides to keep it there.

He then stepped back to the side. I looked back to see him arm raise up and the whoosh, down came the rod.

"************!" I yelled, as the rod hit my bare ass. I didn't know how I was going to take the next 24! He had used the thinner end of the rod and it caned!

"One", said Roger before bringing it down again.

"Two, Three, Four, Five." He then stopped and placed his hand on my burning ass. I felt sick that he was touching me, but at that time I was just happy I wasn't being whipped.

My legs were open slightly as my panties were still around my knees. His hand began tracing over the lines the rod had left. His hand went down between my thighs and then back up again, lightly touching my pussy.

I felt absolutely disgusted and repulsed that this sleazy loser was doing this to me, and in front of his wife! I dared not move though. I just stayed there, bent over the dirty bench with my dress up, panties down and my bare ass and pussy on display.

I looked back to see him raise the rod again. I also noticed that his work pants had a huge bulge at the front. He must be getting turned on by this I thought as the sixth stroke landed. Of course he is getting turned on. He can see my whole ass and pussy and I'm just letting him whip me.

My ass was burning and each stroke felt like it was going to **** me so I decided on another approach.

"Jenny, your sick husband has got a hard on over here from whipping my ass. Please tell him to stop." I said pleadingly, looking at her. I was hoping to make her jealous and get her to put a stop to things.

This seemed to work as Roger stopped after stroke seven as his wife walked over to us.

Roger stood back as his wife looked down at his large bulge.

"Looks like you're getting him all hot and bothered Sue, you bitch!"

With that she planted a hard slap on my arse.

"Can you take care of it for me baby?" he asked Jenny.

"Ok then, we can't have you causing yourself an injury now, can we?" She replied as she started undoing his belt. I went to stand up but Roger immediately told me not to move, unless I wanted to make it worse for myself.

I lay myself back down and looked back to see Jenny sliding the rest of Roger's belt off. As she did this, she pulled on his pants and his underwear together until they hit the dirty floor. He then stepped out of them to reveal the biggest dick I had ever seen. It must have been 8 inches long and about 2 inches wide! It was standing to full attention and for some reason I felt a tingle in my pussy. I can't believe I was actually getting turned on by the sight of it. Jenny grabbed his cock and gave it a few long strokes.

"What are we gonna do about her?" he asked.

"Ok, you go ahead and keep using the rod on her whilst I take care of you," she said as she dropped to her knees. He raised the rod again and started whipping my ass whilst his wife started sucking his cock, holding it with one hand, stroking his balls with the other.

Jenny's cock sucking seemed to give him extra vigour as he increased the strength in which he punished my bare ass. By the 12th stroke, I screamed out. I didn't know whether I could take anymore but I was nearly half way there.

My scream seemed to have an effect as the caning stopped. I looked over my shoulder to see sweat forming on Roger's forehead. Jenny's head stopped bobbing up and down on his cock as she looked up at him and said, "Looks like you need a break Honey, why don't you go and put this beautiful cock in Sue's mouth while I finish off the strokes with your belt."

"No fucking way! I yelled, standing up and turning around. I only agreed to the beating, not any other sick stuff you have in mind. I'm a married woman, I shouldn't even let you see me with my dress up, let alone do that to his dick!" I exclaimed to Jenny, who was supposed to be my best friend. I could feel tears welling up as Jenny said, "You broke his rod being silly, now he is all horny AND he's had to work hard whipping your ass. The least you could do is suck his cock while I finish off your ass!"

"I don't even do that sort of thing for John though." I said pleadingly, but it fell on deaf ears.

As I said this, I looked at Roger. He had the slimiest look on his face that I have ever seen on a man. He realised he had me and there was nothing I could do about it. I'd come this far, I thought, so I might as well get the rest over and done with.

Roger then walked around to the other side of the bench where my head had been throughout my punishment. I slowly turned around and started to lean over the bench. The table was only about 2 feet wide, so Roger stood in the perfect place for me to suck his cock.

I must have been moving a bit slow because Roger grabbed my shoulders and ****** me down on my elbows, his cock hitting me in the nose. It smelt like a disgusting mix of sweat from work and saliva. I almost felt like I was going to vomit as he then roughly placed his hands on either side of my face and pushed his cock into my mouth.

I felt the stinging pain of the belt landing on my ass as Roger let go of my face.

It was so powerful that it nearly caused me to bight down on Roger's cock.

"You'd better start sucking that cock Sue. The more you mess around, the harder I'm gonna belt your ass. If you do a good job, I might go easy on you."

With this another super strong blow hit my ass. That was number 14. I started moving my head back and forth as I did not want any more beltings of that strength. Roger let out a groan and the next belt was a little softer.

"Look at me!" Roger said as he put his hand under my chin, lifting my head up to look him in his creepy eyes. Another blow landed on my ass, a little harder than the last one. Jenny mustn't have been happy that I had to be told to look her husband in the eye. Only 9 more to go I thought.

Jenny was now leaving about 30 seconds between each belt as I think she was enjoying the show. Another belt landed on my exposed ass. I was having a little difficult getting my mouth around such a large cock. I did not want Jenny to belt my ass too hard, but I also didn't want to suck his cock too well as I did not want him coming in my mouth before she had finished my punishment. That would be too vile. I could already taste his pre-come and it was repulsive.

"You'd better get cracking with that sucking Sue because if you don't make him come by the end of the 25 strokes, I'm gonna let him finish off in your pussy! You have 8 strokes left."

Fuck! I thought as she was saying this. The thought of him coming in my mouth was bad, but the thought of him putting that monster in my pussy was worse! I would normally enjoy the thought of a huge cock like his in my pussy as John's was only a modest 5 inches, but he was such a sleazy prick that I would not want him to get enjoyment from using me like this. I could object, but it had gotten me nowhere so far so I decided to increase my sucking skills so that he would get off in my mouth, or maybe on my face. I managed to get about 5 inches down his cock with long strokes.

Another blow landed on my ass. Even though it was a little lighter, my ass was so sore now that even the lightest stroke hurt like anything. Roger was taking pleasure in seeing the reaction to each belt in my eyes as tears started to flow.

I reached up with one hand and began stroking his balls. I wanted him to get off quicker, plus I thought that when he was ready to blow, I could quickly move my hand from his balls to his cock, so that I could direct his come onto my face, so as not to go in my mouth.

The next 3 strokes came in quick succession. There were 4 left when Roger roughly put his hand down the front of my dress. He pushed away my bra and started mauling my small tits. He tweaked the nipple on my right tit so hard it made me squeal out in pain.

He kept this up and I kept sucking as the next blow landed on my ass, harder than the previous.

It was then I felt Jenny's hand rubbing gently over my red raw ass. It travelled down to my panties which were still around my knees and pushed them all the way to the ground. I stepped out of them and opened my legs slightly as I was rather uncomfortable after being in that position for so long.

Jenny then placed her hand directly on my pussy. I wasn't expecting this so flinched a bit but also realised how wet I had become.

I was still looking into Roger's eyes the whole time, as he'd ordered, so he got to see my reaction when her hand touched my pussy.

"I think that tit treatment is getting Sue all worked up, if her soaking pussy is anything to go by," Jenny said to Roger as she began stroking my pussy from behind. I must admit it did feel a lot better than having my ass belted but I didn't want her touching me! She was using long strokes, all the way underneath to my clit and then back again.

I didn't slow in my sucking however as I thought this was a great opportunity to get Roger off before the belting stopped. He would be more turned on by Jenny rubbing my pussy and I had extra time as she was not belting me whilst she was rubbing.

Jenny's hand was really starting to have an effect on me. My clit had become very sensitive and I could feel an orgasm approaching. I didn't want to have an orgasm on my friends hand so I increased my tempo on Roger's cock and tried to think about something un-sexy. It was no use. My pussy gave in and my whole body convulsed, all the while I was looking into Roger's eyes.

All of a sudden the rubbing stopped and the belting started. There were only 3 left and they were the quickest and hardest of the lot. My ass was on fire.

"That's 25 strokes and the end of your punishment, but you still haven't made Roger cum yet, so he gets to finish off in your pussy." Jenny said as Roger stepped back from me. His cock popped out of my mouth but I grabbed it and gave it a few quick strokes before he stepped back again. If I couldn't make him come, I at least wanted to get him as close to it before he put hat monster in my pussy.

Roger quickly walked around and moved in behind me. I could now feel his huge cock at the entrance to my pussy. He slowly began to insert it. Even though I was wetter than I've ever been, he still had trouble pushing it in. He grabbed my hips and gave his cock a hard thrust.

"Ahhh!" I yelled in pain. This was definitely the biggest, dirtiest cock I had ever had in me and it hurt! He pulled out and thrust back in again. He began to get a rhythm up, pulling back on my hips as he planted his monster into my married pussy.

I looked over to Jenny to find that she had one of her hands down the front of her shorts, obviously rubbing her pussy, eagerly watching her husband fuck me.

His tempo slowed and I could sense he was ready to blow. His cock was starting to do things to my pussy as well that I had no control over.

He moved his hands around and started rubbing my red ass whilst giving me slow solid strokes. He reached around and put his thumb in my mouth before returning it back to my ass and inserting it in my asshole whilst still fucking me.

It was then that I came for the 2nd time that afternoon as he shoved his thumb right into my asshole as far as it would go.

He pulled his thumb out and grabbed my hips again, ramming me as hard as he could 5 or 6 times as he grunted and came in my pussy. He kept thrusting as he filled my married pussy with his disgusting cum. I could feel it rubbing off on the side of my pussy and ass as he withdrew and plunged back in again.

"That's the way Honey, give it to her. Maybe next time she'll think twice about messing with your stuff." Jenny said, as Roger planted another hard slap on my quivering ass for good measure.

He then pulled out. Hands still on my hips, he pushed me down to the dirty floor and ****** me around to face him on his knees.

"Clean me up," he said as he thrust his smelly cock into my face. I took hold of it and used my mouth to suck the vile cum from around his cock. It was a mixture of his come and my juices. I heard a moan from Jenny's direction and, even though I didn't dare turn my head away from Roger's cock, I knew she was coming.

Roger's cum was starting to run out of my pussy, down my leg and onto the floor.

Roger had come on his balls, so I licked that off. He lifted his cock and balls up and used his other hand to direct my head under his balls where it was all sweaty and smelly. I licked it all, holding back the vomit, then finished off cleaning his cock again.

"Ok, your payment has been settled. You can carry on packing now, but I don't want you touching any of my fishing stuff again or I'll have to punish you again!" Roger said as he threw me a greasy rag, "Now clean yourself up and any gunk you've dropped on the floor."

L'assistante commerciale


'Société d'import export à fort taux de pénétration cherche assistante commerciale 30-40 ans, facilité en langues, bonne présentation et expérience exigée. Téléphoner au ..........'

C'est pour moi ça !, s'écria Carole, le doigt sur la petite annonce.
Quoi donc? Répondit Francis, avachi dans le canapé devant la télé.
Cette petite annonce là, c'est pour moi.
Ah oui, c'est quoi?
Une petite annonce pour un poste d'assistante commerciale.
Si tu venais ici chérie? Tu verras ça demain, non? Pour une fois que les enfants ***t chez ta mère, on pourrait peut-être en profiter pour passer ne bonne soirée à faire des cochonneries devant un film porno, qu'est-ce que t'en penses?
Ah oui, et quels types de cochonneries tu veux faire chéri.
Voilà ce que je te propose. Pendant que tu regarderas le film, je me placerai derrière toi et je te caresserai les seins et la chatte à travers ton string. Quand tu mouilleras bien, je t'enlèverai ta culotte et te mettrai un doigt, puis deux, puis trois que je ferai aller et venir bien au fond de ta chatte jusqu'à ce que tu sois prête à jouir. Après, tu me branleras jusqu'à la fin du film et quand ce sera nécessaire, tu viendras me pomper brièvement le gland pour en aspirer le jus qui en coulera. Quand le film sera fini, tu te mettras à quatre pattes et j'alternerai en te baisant avec ma grosse queue et en te léchant la moule jusqu'à ce que tu jouisses. Pour finir, tu me nettoieras la bite avec ta bouche et tu me feras jouir tout au fond de ta gorge. Cela te convient-il?
Oh quel programme ! Bien sur mon amour, j'arrive tout de suite......

Le lendemain, Carole avait obtenu un rendez-vous pour le jour même. Elle se trouvait donc assise dans le hall d'accueil face à une jeune réceptionniste d'une vingtaine d'années.

Monsieur Brissot va vous recevoir dans quelques minutes, lui dit-elle.
Merci, répondit-elle timidement
Vous venez pour le poste d'assistante commerciale?
Euh, oui, c'est ça.
Je peux vous donner un petit conseil?
Bien sur, si vous voulez.
C'est à dire que c'est un peu gênant mais.... si vous avez une culotte sous votre jupe, il serait préférable que vous l'enleviez.
Comment ça? Que voulez-vous dire? C'est une blague?
Moi je dis ça pour vous. Après, vous faites comme vous voulez, c'est vous qui passez l'entretien.

Carole se disait que cette réceptionniste semblait bien étrange. Pourquoi enlèverait-elle sa culotte? Elle venait pour un entretien d'embauche et pas pour exhiber ses fesses. Qu'est ce que cela voulait dire? Au même moment, un homme d'un quarantaine d'années, grand et élégant, vint l'accueillir.

Bonjour Carole, lui dit-il en lui tendant la main.
Bonjour, répondit-elle
Je m'appelle Jean Brissot, je suis le directeur de cette agence. Si vous voulez bien passer dans mon bureau, dit-il en montrant le chemin.

Le directeur la fit assoir en face de lui devant *** bureau

Carole, je préfère être très honnête avec vous tout de suite, il s'agit d'un poste très bien rémunéré mais un peu particulier.
Qu'entendez-vous par 'particulier'.
Toutes nos collaboratrices ***t .... di***s.... parfaitement dévouées et motivées.... mais laissez moi vous montrer, ce sera plus clair.
Manon, voulez vous venir dans mon bureau s'il vous plait, dit-il dans l'interphone.

Quelques secondes plus tard, une jolie blonde entra dans *** bureau habillée d'une jupe mi-cuisses et d'un corsage presque transparent qui laissait deviner l'absence de soutien gorge.

Manon, voulez-vous bien montrer à Carole ce que nous attendons de nos collaboratrices en terme d'implication professionnelle dans la société.
Bien sur Monsieur, tout de suite.

Le jeune femme vint se positionner à genoux au sol entre les jambes de *** patron. Elle ouvrit la braguette et sorti un sexe déjà bandant qu'elle prit en bouche sans hésitation. Elle le suça avec entrain sous les yeux effarés de Carole.

Regardez Carole comme elle me pompe bien la bite. Allez Manon, aspire moi bien les couilles s'il te plait.
Comme ça Monsieur?
Oui, comme ça, c'est bien. T'es vraiment une bonne suceuse tu sais.
Merci Monsieur.
Vous voyez Carole, Manon est une experte en pipes. Pensez-vous pouvoir faire aussi bien?
Euh, oui...non...enfin je ne sais pas...
Et en plus, notre petite Manon adore le sperme. Vous aimez avaler le sperme Carole?
Euh, non...oui...j'aime bien .... avec mon mari oui....
Très bien, je pense donc que vous vous adapterez très vite chez nous dans ce cas.

Il s'adressa à Manon

Maintenant Manon, relevez-vous et mettez vous en appui sur le bureau afin que je puisse vous enculer.

Manon, se plia en deux, le ventre sur le bureau et les jambes écartées. Elle releva sa jupe sous laquelle elle ne portait pas de culotte (Carole commençait à comprendre le conseil de la réceptionniste). Elle maintenait ses fesses écartées avec les deux mains. Le directeur, sortit un petit flacon de *** tiroir avec lequel il lubrifia l'anus offert puis introduit *** sexe dans l'orifice d'une seul traite.

Voyez-vous Carole, ce que je voulais vous expliquer c'est que nos clients attendent certains avantages complémentaires pour accepter les contrats que nous voulons leur faire signer. Il faudra donc faire preuve d'une motivation et d'un dévouement exemplaire comme Manon ici même, n'est-ce pas Manon?
Oui, oui Monsieur répondit-elle entre deux mouvements.
Tu la sent bien dans ton cul là hein ma salope?
Oui monsieur, je la sent bien votre grosse bite.
Tu aimes te faire enculer Manon?
J'adore, surtout par vous Mr le Directeur
Et ton mari, il le sait que ton patron t'encule quand il le souhaite.
Non, bien sur que non Mr le Directeur.
Et que tu me suces la queue comme une chienne, est-ce qu'il le sait?
Non plus Mr le directeur.

Il se tourna vers Carole

Pratiquez vous la sodomie Carole? C'est une qualité indispensable pour travailler chez nous.
Eh bien...ça m'arrive de temps en temps avec mon mari oui.
C'est parfait. Beaucoup de nos clients vous enculerons à l'occasion de réunions ou de diners d'affaires. Il faudra donc que vous soyez toujours parfaitement propre et disponible de ce côté là, vous comprenez?
Euh..... oui je comprends.
Vous êtes belle Carole, exactement ce que nous recherchons pour ce poste et donc celui-ci est à vous si vous le voulez. Le salaire est de 5000 euros brut et vous pouvez commencer dès demain avec une période d'essai d'un mois.

Le Directeur se retira de l'anus de la fille et la fit mettre à genoux devant lui, bouche ouverte. Il se masturba un instant puis éjacula dans la bouche de la blonde qui avala la totalité du sperme.
C'est bien petite salope, pas une seule goutte sur le sol. Vous pouvez disposer Manon, dit-il en remontant *** pantalon et en retournant s'assoir derrière *** bureau.
Merci Monsieur, répondit-elle en se réajustant sa jupe.

Une fois Manon hors du bureau, le Directeur reprit.

Dernière précision, il y a une tenue obligatoire pour travailler ici. Vous devrez porter constamment des jupes au dessus des genoux et toujours sans aucun sous- vêtement, c'est-à-dire ni culotte, ni soutien gorge. De plus, vous devrez avoir le sexe totalement épilé en permanence, c'est un peu notre marque de fabrique si vous voulez. Voilà, je vous laisse réfléchir. Donnez-moi une réponse avant la fin de la semaine s'il vous plait.
Je...je ne pense pas que cela soit pour moi. Vous savez je suis mariée et....
Rassurez-vous Carole. Toutes les activités que vous exercerez ici resteront confidentielles. Nous ne sommes pas obligés de tout dire à votre mari.
Bien sur, répondit Carole ***geuse.
Au revoir Carole et j'espère à bientôt.

Le soir venu, quand *** mari demanda à Carole si *** entretien s'était bien déroulé, celle-ci répondit que oui mais qu'elle devait réfléchir car ce travail semblait vraiment stressant. Intérieurement, Carole était encore indécise. Elle devrait tromper *** mari à longueur de journée et cela était difficile à admettre. En contrepartie, le salaire était au delà de toute espérance et cela la mettrait elle, *** mari et ses enfants à l'abri de toute difficulté financière et permettrait à chacun de réaliser une partie de leurs rêves. Cela valait bien cet effort après tout. Oui, c'était décidé, demain elle rappellerait Jean Brissot pour lui dire qu'elle acceptait le poste....