My husband David likes me to play sexy games; He (and other men) says I’ve got a great body and he likes me to dress provocatively and tease him and his mates and any other males watching. We’ve played this game almost from when we started going out. Essentially a dare I can bottle out of, but will cost be points. And a forfeit will burn up those points.
So an example, A dare:- in a restaurant with 2 or 3 other couples and I have to let my dress slip till one whole nipple (or maybe breast in later years) is on view by the time we get dessert, it must happen slowly. I also have to point out that others in our group of friends have adopted the same idea, so if something like that happens everybody knows what it’s all about; in that case the waiters and maybe other patrons.
Forfeits came about after I had chickened out of a few early dares, and each time I failed was given points. Points from 1 to 5 were agreed depending on how outrageous the dare was. A forfeit burns up 25 pints and must be done. So the above could become a forfeit if David has enough points on me. Of course as time went on both dares and forfeits have become more risqué. And soon we introduced points to an argument or bet. So if I said something factual in an argument, that could be checked we’d call points, or we’d call points on who’d win a football match and so on. If I won my points would go down, if I lost they’d go up.
Before David and I started this new sex-life-style, my dares and forfeits were pretty tame really. Things like going out with him with no underwear, going to a friend’s barbeque in a very thin summer dress with no underwear, ditto to work. Flashing on the park walks.
Once I started cucking David the forfeit or dares intensified in their depth. One dare you know about was the 2009 Christmas incident with my then Boss.
A lot of the forfeits that David thinks up for me are great fun, and even though I find some of these forfeits intimidating, I can’t help myself from becoming extremely aroused and I end up enjoying them. Which is why I sometimes gamble my points. Since 2009 I did a lot of dares and forfeits of a sexual nature.
So we come to this particular one; the Company I worked for had gone bust and we no longer had jobs. I was still temping, most of the time, but I had some free weeks every so often. This occurred in September 2011.
There is an acquaintance of Dave’s who is, to say the least, repulsive. His name is Gus and could easily be mistaken for a tramp. A Hippie cum Biker type who to all intents and appearances never washes, has long greasy hair and smells to high heaven, I mean this guy stinks at 10 paces and bad breath, as well. I think he uses weed as he always has that incense smell at his house. As I said his is only an acquaintance of my husband’s, so I’d only met the man a few times, the first meeting left a lasting impression on me and he seemed to smell worse each time we bumped into him.
The few times I’d met him before at his house was at parties, which seemed to be lots of smoking of weed and hash, progressive rock and beer. David and he were in a band years before and kept in touch. David said he was loaded and was quite a one for the ladies, but I couldn’t reconcile either statement with what I saw. I sorta realised he had some lodgers paying him rent and the house was worth a mint even in that state.
So you can imagine my feelings when I read the forfeit that said I was to call at this guy’s house on an errand for my husband and make myself open to him for sex. More significantly I was to get him to fuck me in my cunt and my arse and I had to take him orally to completion before, between and after each fuck, that is he’d cum in me five times and I was to stay with him for as long as that took.
Well, I rebelled. I put my foot down, after all I could just imagine what kissing him would be like let alone sucking his dirty cock, I could feel my stomach heave and as for taking a fuck in the arse, well I was still fairly okay with that unless the guy was well hung, I’d knew it would hurt.
“Come, on luv, that’s against the rules.” said Dave. “You can only refuse something that could cause physical harm.”
He of course was right. I really revel in being made to do things that I don’t like. David knew that of course, and then as he slipped a finger into my cunt, my body betrayed my stirring arousal at what I was to have to do with Gus. I was already sopping wet, and he laughed, before he plunged his cock into me, taunting me as he fucked me, about sucking Gus’s smelly dick.
As my climax rose, he said to me, next month I swap Gus and his task for a big Alsatian dog. “Okay?” it was a question, David held me off my climax, like he’s done so many times, till I nodded my head, then the waves of orgasm flooded over me. Having seen “that DVD” many times in the last 6 weeks, it was natural; then I suddenly hoped that David didn’t know I had it. We’d talked about me ‘doing a dog’ more than a couple of times in the last 6 months, not just fucking it but sucking and licking the whole works. David was convinced by this time that at least one of the wives visiting Ben was doing dog.
Anyway, I had three days before I went to Gus, three days to ponder how and what, three days in which I went from nausea in my stomach to dampness in my minge. The night before, David had phoned Gus to make sure he was going to be in, I was also listening to what was said, after some general chat, my husband asked him how he enjoyed the stuff he’d lent him a few weeks earlier. I already knew David had an extensive porno mag collection and he sometimes lent his less treasured magazines out, I nearly died when I heard Gus say,
“The Danish porno mags were great, but I got most wanks off those dozen photos of your Misses, showing her pussy in all its glory”
One of my earlier forfeits (many years before) had been to let David take photo pics of me stripping off, the final shots were, real open cunt stuff, I was holding myself apart and using fingers and a dildo. But that wasn’t the forfeit, I had to take them into and then collect from our local Pakistani grocer and use his collection/delivery system for photo processing, we knew full well he’d be looking, especially as I had to tell him it was a film of me topless on the beach, In fact we believe he had his own set done as well, because it took twice as long. My real forfeit was when I collected them to say to him that I’d have a quick look to see if I wanted any enlargements done, and accidentally drop them on his side of the counter so, he’d definitely see them as he picked them up, but he gave himself away, when I said I was going to check them he got flustered and said it be better if I did it back at home.
But I had no idea David was flashing them around and he did look uncomfortable when he saw my displeasure. David went onto say he was glad Gus liked them so much, but another friend wanted them now. Gus was disappointed, he wanted to keep the photos of me at least or exchange them for some others.
David said he had no other copies and this other friend had been promised, he then (as if out of the blue) suggested to Gus that he’d send me around to fetch them, and to make it up to him, he’d make sure I wore a real short skirt and NO knickers, Gus obviously liked that idea, but he asked if I would actually do that.
David told him that if he asked me I would,
“Anyway, in confidence, I told you that Susan and I play it a bit loose sometimes and if I suggest she doll herself up to come and see you she will, not because I tell, but because, frankly I think my Susan fancies you as a bit of rough”.
Gus was stunned, “You mean if she and I get it on, you won’t be upset?”
“No Mate, that’s between you and her, if she wants it..... well?, Tell you what, I won’t say a thing to her about what to wear or not, but if she is wearing knickers, you can keep those photos of her and I’ll get you some more, if she is knickerless, she’ll probably flash you, then it’s between the two of you.”
My husband having set the scene, now left it to me.
So next day, off I went, beautifully turned out. I had spent the whole of the morning getting ready, I been to my hairdresser’s and my hair was perfect, Allison is an old friend and she also not only waxed my legs, she dilapidated my pussy hairs, leaving just a tuff of public hair above my clit. Of course I had to let her know that I was on a tryst that afternoon and going to get the arse fucked off me by a new lover.
By 2pm my perfume and make up were perfect. On Dave’s instructions, I wore a totally sheer, totally see-thru black body stocking that he had bought me for a birthday present, I’d only worn it once before in public (But that’s another story) and it was tight and elastic and held my boobs in place, my nipples onto which I had rubbed some rouge were on full view. Around my neck I wore a double string of pearls; I had a matching ankle and wrist bracelets on as well. The body stocking reached as far as my waist where it then became an integrated suspender belt with six ties running to my black stocking tops. The only real item of clothing I wore was a black real leather very short mini skirt. Standing the hem of the skirt didn’t come anywhere near my stocking tops; which were black seamed with those large patterned tops, I guess there was at least a 2” gap. Naturally on my feet was a pair of black very high-heeled strappy shoes. I wore nothing else, so as soon as I sat, anyone looking would see my smooth shaven and perfumed pussy lips.
I drove to Gus’s pad, he was barely 2 miles or so, I took a light jacket with me and put it on as I left our house, I was glad I took it because, when I got to Gus’s road, I couldn’t park near him at all. I found a space some 400 yards away and as I parked, I’d attracted the attention of a couple of boys of 13/14 who were sitting on a wall watching me make a hash of the tiny space. As I turned off the engine, I suddenly realised that I couldn’t get out of the car without showing them my naked pussy, more so I knew that my legs would be splayed apart as I got out. I had no option, as I got out one of them was about to make some remark about my driving skills, when his mouth just fell open as did his mate. I didn’t need to look down to know, they just seen a full blown pussy shot meaning my lips were apart, wide apart, not only that, they were engorged in arousal.
David hadn’t touched me the night before, and Allison’s work on me had got me very wet that morning going, and by the time I got to his door, I could feel my wetness and smell my own arousal, I slipped off my jacket and rung the bell. His house was in a row of terrace houses, he owned it or rather he’d inherited it and he hadn’t spent any money on it since, in a row of rather grand 4 floor Victorian houses, his was the shabbiest and the worst one. It was more like a squat.
When Gus opened the door he was positively drooling over my breasts which were clearly visible through my body stocking. He was barefooted in jeans and a dirty old tee shirt.
“Come in! Come in!” said Gus and ushered me into the front room that was his bed/sitting room. There was a mattress on the floor where he slept. No bedding. The only furniture was one kitchen chair.
“Have a seat.” said Gus pointing to the chair.
“Thank you.” I replied as I placed my jacket on the back of a chair so that I could sit on it. Gus sat on the mattress. He was lower than me and directly level with my crutch and as I could see him staring between my legs, I opened them slightly. The guy couldn’t wait to see if I was naked under my skirt.
“Mmmm. Now what is it I can do for you!” asked Gus.
“Well, David asked me to call and see if you had finished with the books that he had lent you.” I stammered. I held a hanky to my nose; the smells in the place were really upsetting me. But I remembered what I was here for.
“Oh. Do you mean the ones with girls showing their open cunts or the ones with girls being fucked?” he asked.
“I don’t really know which ones.” I said. Now very slowly, I did my best ‘Sharon Stone’ I opened my legs almost as wide as my skirt would allow and very slowly crossed my leg over my knee. My lower cunt was fully on show to him; after what David had told him the night before, I could see that Gus must have thought it was his birthday and Christmas rolled into one. He stared openly at my pussy and licked his lips. If I wasn’t so nervous I might have laughed at his expression.
“Open cunt ones are great, don’t you think?” he said as he moved closer. He head was almost touching my knees, he licked his lips.
“Dave said you prefer the real thing? I asked I reversed my leg cross, again as slowly as I could manage; I stopped with my legs as apart as the skirt would allow. Gus was mesmerised, I lifted my bum off the seat and pulled my skirt up off my hips, till it was just bunched around my waist. Now I really spread my thighs open, I could even feel my labia lips part as well. Slowly I wet my first finger and very slowly, I inserted my finger into my pussy, then using two fingers I spread myself wide open.
Gus needed no further encouragement; He put his hands on both of my knees, when his hands touched me, even though it was through my stockings, it still made my skin crawl. Here I was, offering myself to this smelly, unshaved, unwashed Hippie. I was totally repulsed and totally turned on at the same time. He raised my legs over his shoulders and buried his face in my pussy.
“Your cunt smells lovely.” he said
“Thank you.” was all I could think of to say.
“You take good care of your cunt, don’t you.” he said between slurps into my inner private parts.
“Yes I do, I like to look after my pussy.” I panted, his tongue was getting to me; he was really turning me on. I suppose it was the whole bizarre situation that was helping to stimulate me.
“Say ‘I like to look after my cunt.” he demanded.
“I like to look after my pussy.” I said.
“AAaaaaaggghhh!!!” I yelled as he sunk his teeth into my pussy lips.
“OK. OK I look after my CUNT.” I screeched.
“Suck my CUNT. Suck it!” I begged,
“Say please.” he said, looking up at me from between my thighs.
“Please.” I replied softly.
“Not good enough.” he said as he stood up, “Your turn” he indicated hi bulge.
My hands were trebling slightly as I undid his filthy jeans and pulled them down, the sight and smell that wafted from his underpants and crutch region, nearly had be running for the door. His white underpants were yellow urine stain all over the front and the smell reminded me of dirty public toilets on hot summer days.
He stepped out of his jeans and skimmed down his pants, I gasped, I couldn’t help it, his cock was enormous and not yet fully erect. Gus heard at my reaction,
“You’ll get your money’s worth, here girl” he said with a lewd grin.
His remark passed me by, I was slightly mesmerised by this weapon a few inches from my face. My next reaction was purely instinct, I reach out and took hold of his manhood, my cool fingers closing around his penis, the heat being given off from it would have driven a car. He had a huge bulbous prick head, covered in a foreskin, which was still fully covering the purple head.
He moved a step closer as I took hold of his cock and now the end was right up to my face, the heat of him was causing his loathsome body odour to increase and it wafted up my nose, involuntarily I twitched my noise at the pungent aroma. The perverseness of my actions was firing up my own sexual juices and as he gained full erection from my hot breath on his cock, I suddenly wanted that penis inside my mouth more than anything I’d ever wanted before,
“It’s gorgeous” I said “Wonderful” and kissed the very tip, now it was his turn to tremble and beg,
“Go on girl, suck me” it was a plea more than an order.
With bated breath, I slowly skinned back his foreskin; if he’d been clean there I’d have been so disappointed. I revealed a prick head covered in a putrid layer of yellow segma and crusty prick cheese, the smell wafted into my nostrils,
“MMMmmmm, lovely “ was all that could be heard as I took him into my mouth about four inches, the taste of his foul gland assaulted my tongue, I almost climaxed, as my tongue flew around that head searching out every bit of that gorgeous taste. I slipped more cock deeper into my mouth tasting every inch of his hot tangy flesh. As I sucked him he opened my blouse and played with my boobs, making my nipples harder, I slipped of the blouse with a shrug of my shoulders, and he pulled my boobs fully free of the bra, feeling their full weight.
Poor Gus, he hadn’t been blown by any woman for months, let alone a wanking idol of his, and although he’d had many off the wrist, he could not help spew his spunk into my throat. I swallow men’s spunk when I blow them and today, I wanted every drop of him. I sucked him till he was totally limp and all of his penis was fully inside my mouth, I savoured every inch of his flesh, and then when I was done there I released him and my mouth without though of the consequences moved onto his hairy testicles sack, again my tongue was greeted by the taste of stale urine and spunk, I lapped it up.
I had sunk a bit into the chair and Gus had raised his leg up and rested it on the back of the chair. Almost as if he read my mind, as my eyes alighted on his hairy arse crack,
He said “Eat my arse, Honey”
Gus’s nether hole was a scene of total lack of hygiene, his arse hairs were like wire, what if anything he used to wipe his bum after a shit I don’t know, but dried shit hung on most of his hairs, and his pink anal hole had a wet brown shit ring winking at me, yes I was a rim job virgin, but this was verging on scat, but my body was already reacting.
It happened so fast, he’d taken my deliberation as a sign of non compliance and suddenly I felt a searing hot pain in my left breast and then in my right. Gus had spun away, grabbed what later turned out to be a leather ‘Cat-O-nine-tails’ and he’d whipped it across each boob, leaving a string of marks on my lovely white flesh.
His change of mood and the pain had left my scream in my throat, till he struck me again on each boobs, this time I yelled, screamed even, it hurt like fuck, a red hot poker laid across each boob, would have been less painful. I’d been unprepared for this and it stung more.
“You’ll eat my arse, you whore” he shouted,
“Okay, OKAY, “I begged.
He now turned around and presented his bum to me. I plunged my face into his arse crack, my tongue making immediate contact with that shitty brown ring. He used the flex whip on my back a few times as encouragement. I licked all around his anus and up and down his dirty crack till each hair was cleaned and then I probed, yes, my tongue probed deep into his rectum, I wasn’t told to, but I did it, my tongue slipped into his brown hole easily, right inside it went, a shiver of disgust at myself went through me, followed by a delight.
His strikes on my breasts, although initially painful had settled to a warm glow that I found very pleasing and my nipples were rock hard. I licked and lapped at him for maybe 15 minutes. Gus grabbed my hair and pulled me up.
“You love that don’t you?”
“Yes, Master” It slipped out like that.
Still holding me by my hair, he turned around and dropped me onto the bare mattress.
All the screaming that I had been doing had attracted attention and now I could see FOUR other blokes standing in the doorway, watching, they were Gus’s squat-mates, I’d never seen any of them before, all had that dirty, haggled look about them from the neglect of body and abuse of drugs and alcohol. One was quite young, maybe still a teenager, two were about Gus’s age, that is mid-20, but the last one in fact one was much older, with long lank white/grey hair, indistinguishable from a longer white/greybeard. I felt myself blush deep to my roots; they must have seen how eagerly I’d been eating Gus’s bum hole, if not more.
“Don’t just stand there.” Gus said to them. “Come and help.”
They didn’t need to be asked twice. The three of them dived onto the mattress. I was held down as they helped themselves, their hands where all over me, grabbing my breasts and pussy. Mouths where sucking on me. My nipples where chewed on, love bites covered my breasts and stomach. Fingers where shoved up my pussy and bottom. I was hating it and loving it at he same time. I wanted them to stop and I wanted them to go on and on forever.
I was writhing, screaming, moaning. I didn’t know who was doing what, I was just enjoying every minute of it.
“STOP!” I heard Gus shout. All activity ceased. I had a feeling of disappointment as all hands where removed from my naked, bitten and scratched body. Gus raised my legs over his shoulders and placed the head of his cock against my pussy lips. He moved it ever so slowly, it gilded across my clit and lovely sensations spread through my body.
“You like that you horny Bitch?” he asked.
“Ooohh god yes.” I replied dreamily. “Yes, don’t stop, FUCK ME!. It’s lovely.”
Do you want it inside your cunt?
“Yes. Oh Yes please.”
“Then ask me to fuck your useless cunt.”
“Noooo.” I was getting into his game.
“SAY IT!”
“NO!” I screamed back at him. I then felt my ankles being grabbed by 2 of the other guys and as they stood up, I was raised up and my legs where pulled apart. A searing pain shot through my pussy as Gus brought his flex whip down, hard against my most delicate parts.
“AAAAaaaaaggghhhh!!!!!” I screamed with pain and pleasure. The sudden pain in my pussy had caused me to climax. I don’t know if you have ever experienced a ‘come’ brought on by pain but let me tell you, it is like nothing else you could ever hope to experience.
A second smack and “YES!! Yes FUCK my CUNT. FUCK IT! SHAG IT! Do anything you want. MORE! MORE! PLEASE FUCK ME! GIVE ME YOUR COCKS, I WANT ALL YOUR COCKS. FILL ME WITH SPUNK!”
I shouted all this and more. I wanted to be used, I wanted them to use me as a vessel to pour their lovely spunk into. I was the sluttish whore who ever wanted cock. I wanted cock and cock and even more cock. Gus was on top of me, thrusting his dick into me. I was kissing him and sucking his tongue. His bad breath and rotten teeth just turned me on even more.
My head was pulled to one side and a smelly dick forced into my mouth. I sucked lovingly on it. Cleaning it and savouring it, Jesus it was covered in smelly prick cheese, foul and awful, I LOVED IT. His foul flavour was a great as Gus’s. I worked my hand behind him and pulled him into me. I wanted him to fuck my throat, to force his big smelly dick right down my throat. I felt his dick spew it’s spunky load in my throat and as I was gasping for breath, trying to breath around the huge knob that was threatening to choke me, but as soon as he softened, my head was pulled to the other side.
“Suck me, Baby.” said the repulsive pensioner. He must have been well into his late 60’s or even 70’s. His cock was big but as it touched my lips, it must have been too much of a turn on for the old guy. He came all over my face, his first spurt hitting my open eye and going up my nostril, some went into my mouth, the rest did I greedily, gobbled it, I swallowed it down, loving it.
Just then Gus came with great thrusts. He rammed his dick into me, squirting his spunk into my pussy. He had hardly finished, when he was pulled of me and another guy took his place. Just what I wanted, another cock. It slurped in and out of my spunk filled pussy.
“Say Fuck me!” my new assailant demanded.
“Yes Fuck me. Fuck me with your big dick. Shag me. Make me come.” My words where muffled by the teenager forcing his cock into my mouth.
The 2 of them fucked in unison. One in my mouth and the other in my pussy. In out. In out went the 2 cocks. The one in my mouth came first. Coughing, spluttering as I almost drowned in spunk. I loved the taste and the amount; he mustn’t have come for a week. There seemed to be gallons of it. He pulled the big cock from my mouth and dragged it across my face, leaving streaks of spunk all over me.
Just then the guy fucking me came. He almost squashed me as he wrapped his arms around me and holding me in a very tight bear hug, he filled my pussy with even more spunk.
By now Gus had recovered from his fuck of me and excited by my actions had now pulled me round onto my knees, I grabbed his wonderful cock and took him into my mouth again.
“God, you really do love this action, don’t you” it was a statement not a question. I was in agreement anyway. But I remember what I was supposed to do. Slowly and gently I brought him back to the boil, he gave a cry and unloaded his spunk again into my mouth. My self-invited audience loved it and beside they were now ready again.
To two hippies now moved into position again, I took into my mouth the guy that had fucked after Gus and the one that I’d blown at that point now fucked me, or rather he started to fuck me, when Gus told him to take my arsehole.
I suppose that I knew that I had to take Gus’s cock up there in a few minutes anyway, so he would help. I don’t know if David knew how well-endowed Gus was when he wrote that I was to take his cock anally, I’d never taken anything so big up my cunt yet alone in my arsehole.
“Ooohhh, Jesus, she’d so tight up there” said the bloke who was now pushing his cock into my rectum, it hurt a bit, but the juice and the spunk helped a lot.
“Yeah, but she’s lovin it” said his mate, as I sucked his dick, Too right I was, I was on a sexual high, He didn’t take too long to blow and I was into a steady rhythm with my arse fucker, which I was warming to; for the first time in my life, I was in danger of achieving a climax by being arse-fucked. I signalled for the youngster to come forward and I started to suck on him again, it didn’t take much working to get him hard again, and then I settled into a steady rhythm sucking him, moving my mouth down his love stick as far as it would go and then letting it slip almost out of my mouth before sucking him in again, he ‘came’ in a great spurt after some ten minutes of that action.
I been at Gus’s for about two hours and I was suddenly thirsty, without thinking twice, and believing I was now ‘on their side, playing their game’, I turned and asked for a drink of water of no one in particular, but perhaps more towards the guy I’d just sucked off.
But it was the pensioner, that nasty-looking, wizened, old hermit tramp, who said he had a drink for me.
When he brought his prick to my mouth, I took him in, believing he wanted a suck before he’d perform his gentleman deed of fetching a glass of water. His cock was semi-limp, and I started sucking, but he wasn’t getting erect.
Suddenly his piss hit the back of my throat, flooding my mouth, instinctively I gulped down, taking air as I did so, my reaction caused laughter amongst my companions, but more piss was flowing into my mouth, he’d grabbed my hair so I could get away and his pee was shooting into my open mouth, so all could see. I gulped down more still in shock. Yes, I’d drunk my lover’s piss quite often by this time in my sexual horizon, but it was the fact that it was assumed that I’d be drinking it.
The heat of his piss and the saltiness surprised me a bit, I don’t know why,
“Here, she fucking well likes it, doesn’t she” the old boy said,
Which was totally stating the obvious, as I wasn’t struggling and I was drinking it down in steady gulps. In fact it wasn’t at all bad, it fact it was one hella of a sexy sensation. But as he finished he sprayed the last few dribbled over my face and hair and then almost without pause, his spunk splattered my face. More than anyone else present he was making me feel so low and sluttish, which of course I was; in reality he knew exactly what I wanted. Briefly I imagined what it would be like if I was alone with him at some time in the future. Our eyes met momentarily, in that second or so I saw a man who was absolutely cruel and he saw that I wanted to be with him, He just nodded, I shivered, we hadn’t spoken a word, but it was as if I’d just agreed to be his slave and he my Master.
Before I could think anything more about my pact, Gus stepped up and he sprayed my tonsils with his piss for what seemed like ages. By then the guy pumping my arse had cum inside me. As Gus finished his piss into my mouth, I kissed and licked his penis, to a now ramrod stiffness,
“Fuck my arse now, please, please” I said.
“Susan, you’re a bloody randy marvel, right you are” said Gus, “God, I wish you come by before to-day, we’ve missed some great fun”
As Gus took up his position, the guy that had just fucked my shit hole came around to my front; his cock was totally stained and slicked up heavily with my shit and his spunk all over it. I didn’t hesitate; I took him into my mouth and sucked him, savouring the tastes of myself and of him.
Gus entered me, I tried to relax as much as I could, but he hurt and tore at my rubbery shit hole, but the pain was great, I relaxed a moment on my dirty sucking to urge him onwards and then I went back to my task. to this day I don’t know who this guy I was sucking was, but over the ten 15 minutes as Gus ripped my arsehole apart with his weapon of procreation, he became the second human being that day to enjoy my tongue right up inside his backside.
Yes without any male urging, this time, I licked and sucked my way around, till his balls were soaking with my saliva, and his arse crack cleaned by my tongue, and then I penetrated with my tongue deep into his rectum. I went in even deeper than I had with Gus, pulling his arsecheeks apart, in sexual frenzy I plunged my tongue into his core, I was totally wanton by now, I loved it. He knew and I knew that had there been turds there, I would have eaten them.
When he could stand my attentions no longer he grabbed my hair and guided my mouth onto his cock just in time to catch his spunk erupting out, I sucked and drank down his thick goo, making sure I got every drop out of him. His piss into my mouth was slow and steady, no theatrics as with Gus and the old boy of holding his cock away from my open mouth so everyone could see the perverted act I was doing, No this guy did it and I took it and no-body would have guessed what I’d done.
My orgy started to disintegrate into a blur, I remember giving Gus another licking after he’d cum in my rectum, I got fucked twice more by the youngster and one of the hippies. Eventually they were all tuckered out, as was I.
All except Gus all went off, Gus feel asleep and left me lying alone on the mattress. I put on my shoes and what clothes I could find and went home, I looked an absolute state. When I arrived and told David what had happened, he was immediately turned on and he wanted to eat my cunt and arsehole out of all the spunk still there, half an hour later, when I was totally cleaned by his tongue, my husband fucked me on the floor behind the front door.
When he had recovered, he asked me about the magazines that I was supposed to have gone to collect. I had completely forgotten about them.
“Oh well.” said Dave. “You will just have to go back there again tomorrow”