Only a region of this has been published before so, here it is in its entirety.

Leanne.
1


Leanne yelped as the first slap struck base on her bare arse impudence, leaving a red hand mark and a stinging sensation she hadn't felt since she was very untested. The mo smacking caught her early boldness and brought tears to her middle. The estrus was making her wet. Her embarrassment of having her rear end puzzle way up into the sky heightened her arousal. Being bent over a car poke bonnet with her pants around her articulatio talocruralis and her skirt hitched up over her waist was bad enough, but knowing that at least twelve men were watching her populace humiliation and at least four of those were already jerking their cocks just added to her wants.
"Harder."She rasped between clenched teeth.
His hand struck her arse with a resounding smack that had her gasping and tears to course over her face, carrying make up in two run that joined at her mentum before dripping off. She arched her back and stood on tip toe, lifting her bottom gamy and giving the audience an uninterrupted view of her shaven twat.
He struck again, a stinging C that added to the redness and the heat in her belly. Her snatch began to cream and drip.
"Yes, ticktack me hard."She wanted, needed to be beaten until she was ready to use up those cocks she knew would be hers to milk very soon. She intended to return home covered in man jizz. She wanted it to be caked in her hair, soaked into her wearing apparel and her hide, to be stinking of it. She intended to be absolutely drenched in child making Milk River. See how that fucking snatch, called her boyfriend, liked that.
Enticing a stranger to offer transferral to this popular dogging spot on the heathland had been the study of a few minutes only. Leanne had dressed for the occasion in a very short plunge necked dress and the highest blackguard she could bump. A elicit eyebrow in the pub had elicited many admiring glances and a few moment later, had her being transported to the car park of the heath where couple went to sleep together in world. Her poor driver had almost lost his consignment as she stroked his cock through his jeans while promising him that she was going to suck his clump dry. When she told him that he was to bend her over the hood of his car, yank her garb up and pluck her pants down so he could spank her, he groaned and some how, managed to hold on the car in a straightaway line.
Only a few cars were there when they arrived. Barry, her driver and the one chosen to be her official document of punishment, pulled over and parked in a outstanding attitude. At one o'clock in the afternoon, it was a bit other for the mainstream Doggers, but watchword had gone around the pub she had extracted Barry from and within ten minutes, six or seven cars pulled up alongside and a crowd of a dozen eager watchers were congregating.
"Okay loverboy, time for the show."She had told him as she opened the door of the car to get out, flashing her whitish white thigh as she did so. She sounded rather more confident than she really was.
Barry suddenly had an attack of nerve. Performing in social movement of his imbibing brother was a bit more than he had bargained for, so his departure from the car was a small hesitant, but he made it after a few seconds.
Leanne set herself over his cowling and waited for Barry to lift her dress and deplumate her panty down. Again, he was a bit hesitant and needed her hissed encouragement to get on with it, more for her own benefit than his. She didn't want fourth dimension to change her mind.
The forth slap really riled, Barry had put his weight into it. Leanne moaned and tried to rescind her arse even higher. Her cunt was soaking now, glistening in the sunshine and dripping to the tarmacadam between her feet. Her foreplay had reached a peak. She was ready to be used by these unknown, in anyway. It was foolhardy, but Leanne didn't care. If Rob wanted to go screwing around, then so could she, but in a far Sir Thomas More spectacular way.
Barry had other ideas and decided she needed a little more stimulation. Seeing his handprints on her bare skin seemed only to inflame his desire to punish this prostitute even more. His next slap landed slightly more central, his finger steer smacked against the pucker gap of her anus.
Leanne yelped even louder and began to endure up in reaction.
"You and you grab her and hold her toss off ”. Barry yelled to the nearest on-lookers. Three men jumped forward, two grabbed an arm each, pulling her flat over the bonnet while the third grabbed her feet, lifting them off the floor. Her pantie fell to the tarmac.
"paste them."He ordered. Her branch were pulled apart, exposing her goof even further. Her wetness dribbled onto the paintwork of the car.
He aimed carefully and landed a difficult slap that caught her labia with a resounding slap of wet flesh. She screamed as the bunco game registered and then screamed again as his adjacent blow landed squarely on her snatch.
Leanne was sobbing now, protesting at the handling she was getting, but her body betrayed her as she raised her rosehip to meet his blows that came regularly, hitting her moist lips and intimate parts.
Barry stopped slapping her and pulled his hammer out from his unzipped jeans. The eight inches of purple veined kernel was hard and dripping pre-cum. He rubbed his lubricator over his bell-end and lined it up with her hole, his previous hesitation forgotten in the heat of the moment.
He shoved forward and plunged himself deeply into her, burying his all distance in one motility and began to fuck her in speedy strokes.
Leanne was gasping and sobbing and snivelling all at the same sentence. To keep out her up, one of the witness who had been rubbing him self, grabbed her hair and pulled her head up so that his hammer was tier with her mouth. Dutifully, Leanne parted her sassing and gagged a little as he thrust to the back of her pharynx and started to fuck her mouth.
Leanne sucked as much as she could, tasting his knob and smelling the must of his pubic hair. IF she needed an aphrodisiac, that was it. His hardness in her sass told her he was about to cum already. Somehow she managed to get his cock out long enough to tell him to scud his load in her haircloth. A few rubs of his saliva coated cock had various good spurts of jizz spray over her dark brown tresses.
"Barry. Cum over my back please."She gasped in time with his thrusts.
As Barry pulled out of her twat, so another was entering her mouth. A fat shaft pushed between her tooth to nuzzle on her tongue. She suckled on the stranger's meat, relishing the taste of him. Barry's consignment flew over her backbone, splashing on her exposed skin and catching the folding of her dress, staining it for ever.
She felt her derriere boldness being pulled apart and suddenly, a hard dick was pushing against her rose bud anus. Leanne had never been fucked in her bum, but wasn't able to complain where the rooster in her lip was twitching, gear up to deliver a bracing load. The sudden painfulness of her anus being opened and spread by a thick-skulled tool straits, made her gasp and the mouthful, spurt its consignment. Leanne tried to swallow as a lot as she could, but quite a bit of the stranger's creamy spend, dribbled down her Chin to dowse into the straw man of her dress.
The whole length of the unseen strangers shaft was now deep inside her butt and was stroking a rhythmic step. She could feel every vena as it slid inside her. The aesthesis had her creaming, her orgasm approached as she thrust back on his dick, driving him deeper into her, the initial discomfit forgotten in the surge she was getting. Leanne found her hands free and managed to get a finger on her clit. It was a devastate relocation that took her completely. She shouted Oh my God various times as she came squishily around her finger's breadth.
The pounding in her tush quickened, he was nearing his coming. She wanted it over her face and begged for him to let her fetch up him off. She was flipped over and knelt on the tarmac as she jerked his immense pecker off. The guy groaned and shot a load straight into her eye, making her eye blink rapidly and laugh as the next spirt hit her scent and lips.
Leanne could hardly support herself. Her knees were trembling too practically and coordination was a little off. A couple of cat realised her predicament and helped her up, then laid her on the bonnet of Barry's car. Three more cocks were being rubbed furiously until glob after chunk hit her in the typeface and coated her fuzz. Cum dribbled down her front man leaching, into her bra and dress. It was going to be ruined, but that was her intention.
Her knees were parted roughly by unseen handwriting to allow another pecker to put down her cunt. She looked down as she felt something Brobdingnagian being pushed into her. The new fan was a gigantic black man whose kernel was fast disappearing into her wanton organic structure. Leanne had never been so massively filled, it felt like a rod had been pushed up her twat and was now fucking her toilsome, driving the breathing spell out of her lungs at the force of his thrusts.
Somehow, she managed to grasp a pecker that was in her eye line and began to hitch it off in time with the black guy thrusting.
"oh…my…fuck…ing…god."She moaned in fourth dimension. Her bitch was on fire as another climax hit her in wave of joy."I…want..to..swa…ll…ow… that..moth…er…fuck…er."
He pulled out of her, leaving her touch sensation suddenly empty. His prick was huge as she got a close up of it. Ten, twelve inches she thought and parted her sass to receive the glistening top dog. Leanne worked her pharynx, managing to get most of it down without gagging. The size made her eyes pee as she forced him as deeply as she could get by without throwing up on him. Everyone stopped to catch as probably nine column inch disappeared. They could see her throat gibbousness where he was pushed way beyond the back of her mouth. She pulled him out, took a cryptical breath and then shoved him all the way into her throat quickly, knowing that he was going to pillory his warhead straight into her bowel and knowing that was exactly what she wanted.
The smutty guy moaned as his tool stiffened and twitched.
"I'm going to cum."He yelled, giving her a prospect to alter her mind. But, Leanne was bent on her task and forced him even deeper so that his clump slapped against her Chin. fire after blast shot straight down her throat. She didn't need to swallow, it had nowhere else to go but right into her stomach.
He pulled out and she gasped, tasting his spunk on her breathing place as ragged pant filled her lungs.
Another cock was pushed into her seat, but wasn't quite so expectant so wasn't a problem. He came very quickly, blasting his jizz over her stomach.
Leanne was too sleep with to exact anymore and held her hands up to let them know she was done. A few of her appreciative audience, jerked over her, shooting cum over her organic structure and tits.
Then, one by one, they all drifted off to their cable car and drove away. Some of them had the decency to assure her thanks and praise her as a complete star.
"Barry, would you drive me home please ?"She stunk of cum and sex and was as felicitous as she could possibly be.
"Sure."He helped into the passenger tush and dropped her external her apartment ten hour later with a heartfelt thank you and a hope to do it all over again some clock time. Her dress was ruined beyond mending. Cum dripped off of her and was congealing in her hair's-breadth and drying on her body. Her pants were left behind in the car Park, forgotten.
Rob, her fellow would be waiting inside, probably going frantic by now, but fuck him she thought. His little escapade with her best acquaintance was well and truly paid back now. She only wished she had thought about having someone platter it, the same as he had done with Jill.






Leanne
2


"Where the shag hell have you be…"Rob stood at the top of the stairs, arms akimbo, and his cheek red with furore. Midway through the sentence, he realise Leanne looked as if she had been in a gearing wreck.
"What the nookie happened to you ?"He yelled, not moving off of his spot to leave her to slip away."Fucking hell Leanne, you smell like a harlot and you're covered in goo. Where have you been ?"
"Having a fucking good time."She answered and pushed past him.
"What is that supposed to mean ?"But he knew already that his lady friend was splattered with heart and judging by the amount, it was with Sir Thomas More than one donor.
"It means Rob, that I fucked a mathematical group of strangers in the car parking area on the common. It means I got well and truly reamed and it means I swallowed shaft and cum till I was totally bugger and covered in it."She paused to lead a breath while he stared open mouthed at her."It means Rob ; that you can fuck off. You're extra to use ”.
Leanne headed for the sleeping accommodation, but Rob was not finished with her.
"You did what ? You fucking hussy. How many of them ?"
"I gave up counting ”. She rounded on him and screamed,"And, if I'm a hussy, what does that make you eh ? Is it alright for you to go fucking around but not me ? Is that it ? Eh ?"
"I ain't been fucking around."He answered, defensively. A bit too defensively to be able to deny her accusation.
"Oh yeah, so what's the screwing video you left playing on your laptop ? Jill has a nice arse don't she ?"She spat at him venomously.
He looked shocked, immobilize and opened his oral cavity to say something, but nothing came for a moment.
"So lover boy, as I said, you can fuck off. I don't need you anymore"
"half the matte is mine."
"one-half the stuff and nonsense in this flat is your darn, but the flat belongs to pa remember ?"She knew she had won and could see the defeat in his eyes."And, do you cognize what ? I am going to do the unhurt thing again, perhaps even make a fucking moving picture, just like you and my ex-friend Jill did."She drove the knife home, straight between his indorse and third base rib. Her Holy Writ held a barb that ensured maximum damage.
"Leanne, I can explain ..."He began, but was cut off as she rounded on him and screamed.
"Explain ... Explain ? What the nooky can you say to explain fucking my dependable friend and then, if that wasn't enough, making a have sex video of it ? Explain that away you total shit ?"She paused for a breath and an effort to get her cult under control."I can't believe you'd shag Jill. I can't believe she would fuck you. She is going to get it ... fucking big meter. Now, fuck off Rob. deal your clobber and just hump off. I don't ever want to see you again."
He stood, transfixed, suddenly lost and realising that he had nowhere to go. Leanne could read his thoughts.
"Why not wee off to Jill's ? She seems to care you well enough and a beshrew site to a greater extent than I do."
"Look Leanne, calm down okay ? It was a one off thing, it meant nothing."He spread his manus in supplication and an endeavour to retrieve the situation.
"equanimity down ? You want me to calm down ? Rob, I got ta tell you, if I were calm, you would be fucking murdered in cold blood. I'm going for a shower bath to wash this whoreson off me. You had substantially be gone when I get out, otherwise, you might just line up out how fucking wild I am when I have calmed down. Go on, get it on off."She dropped her ruined dress to the floor and gave him a glimpse of just how much cum had covered her consistency and soaked into her bra.
An hour later, after she had washed the collective mess left by her temporary lover and spent a footling time making indisputable her ass was thoroughly cleaned. Leanne sat on the edge of her bed, drying her hair and plotting her retaliation. Rob had obviously just make some clothes into a sports bag and taken her advice. He was nowhere to be seen. She hoped that he hadn't gone to Jill's for ministration because she didn't want Jill to get it on just yet, that she had been rumbled.
"Hi Jill. Have you seen Rob ?"She asked over the phone. She made an effort to preserve her vocalism moderated.
"No I haven't seen him for a couple of Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. Is everything O.K. ?"
"We had a combat ..."That wasn't a lie and was a condom affirmation."... I could do with a acquaintance right now. Can you come over ?"She tried just about the right amount of pleading to appeal to her friend's sense of sympathy.
"Sure, I'll bring a nursing bottle shall I ?"
"Okay."
"See you in a few minutes."
Leanne hung up and loaded the CD that Rob and her erstwhile undecomposed friend had made. She realised that it had been made at Jill's matte. She recognised the curtains and furniture.
The threshold Alexander Melville Bell rang. Leanne buzzed Jill in and crusade play on the machine. Jill's ass played on the turgid plasma screen on the wall. The strait was down, seeing her champion getting royally fucked by Rob was bad enough, listening to her scream his name as she was obviously having a fantastical climax, was a step too far.
"Hi Leanne, I brought a feeding bottle. So what ... Oh !"She recognised what was playing on the vauntingly screen and stood in shocked quiet as his tool was pounding her pussy as she rode him.
"I threw Rob out and, before I kick the shit out of you, wanted to give you a probability to excuse, if you can. explain why my best friend would bang my boyfriend, the guy I was going to get married. Can you explain that ?"Leanne rose from the settee, full of terror, which was implied by her posture. Her hands made into fists and her complexion ruddy from anger.
Jill stepped back automatically. Her mouth formed a moue of surprise and jounce at the level of furor she was facing.
"I ... I can't explicate it Leanne, it just sorting of happened."She dropped the bottle of vino on the table next to her and made make to run, keeping her hired man on the door handgrip so that she could put the door between them if needed."I'm sorry. Really, I am so sorry."
"Why Jill, why did you do it ? I thought we were friends. Fuck me Jill, we've known each other since we were three. I trusted you above all else and this is how you repay me ? She nodded towards the screen where Jill and Rob were still joined in lust and fuck towards a climax.
"I'm truly sorry. As I said, it just happened. It was just the one time."She put her palm up in a placating gesture.
"How could it just have happened, you made a fucking TV for Christ interest ? Did it just happen to be recording when Rob jumped you ? It takes time to set the nooky motorcar up, it takes provision, not some spur of the minute fucking job ? Jill, you fucked my boyfriend, you fucked him and recorded the blooming thing. How could you ?"Tears coursed down her impertinence. snag of wrath and foiling that she hadn't hit her booster, tears of betrayal, her vision was blurred which was probably a good thing because it meant she couldn't ancestry her ally face up to be slapped.
"Rob told me he had left you. Actually, he told me you had thrown him out. He was looking for sympathy and somehow, we ended up in bed. The video was his approximation. I don't even have a recorder. It seems we were both tricked by him."Jill took a step towards Leanne, wanting to contrive her implements of war around her and try and make it all better.
"Don't Jill. Right now, I could get it on kill you. outflank you just go."Leanne turned away and hit the release button on the remote."You can take that as a souvenir."
"I can't leave you like this Leanne."She didn't know what to say, but didn't want to leave with things unsettled between them.
"You really want to go Jill. I want some time to myself and then we will see."
"Okay. I'll call you, okay ?"Jill didn't want to press things, realising Leanne needed some fourth dimension to get over the wrath she was feeling right now. She left, shutting the door behind her. Leaving the wine and the CD and only remembering it after the front door had closed behind her.
Leanne sobbed. Hiding her face in her hands as her shoulders heaved with each wracking sob threatened to overwhelm her. She had never felt quite as alone as she did this moment in time. Never felt so betrayed and never felt quite so friendless. Hers was a forlorn mickle and lasted for a few days.
She had had her revenge on Rob. The escapade with Barry and the others from the pub flew around as a hot topic, growing in fury as the telling went from one to another. Strangely, her report grew alongside the embroidery. Instead of thinking her a slut, those that knew she had slung Rob out and the reason for his riddance, marvelled at her shamelessness and her horse sense of revenge. She quickly passed into folk music law as somebody who had shown bravery consanguine to that on the battle field. Rob didn't menu so well and was universally shunned.
Some month later, her doorbell echo. Leanne picked up the receiver on the door intercom.
"Who is it ?"She asked, not expecting anyone.
"Um ... Hi Leanne. It's Barry."The disembodied voice announced.
"Barry who ?"
"From the pub, you know, from the common."
"Oh."The mental picture ran through her mind."What do you want Barry ?"
"Well, I was hoping you might like to fall out for a drink."It had taken Barry some few weeks to deplumate up the bravery to push her doorbell.
"Er ... No, it's OK Barry. I'm ... er ... a minuscule fussy right now."What she really wanted to say was, fuck off you creep. Having him in the car green was one thing, but having him as a young man was something else entirely.
"Oh ! okey. See you around perhaps."He removed his finger's breadth from the intercom.
His prospective call started her thinking. She didn't want a boyfriend right now, but since her legendary episode in the car park, she hadn't been laid and suddenly missed it. Up to now, she had been too in use feeling sorry for herself and licking wounds. But, Barry ringing her doorbell suddenly tuned her out of that phase angle. No, it was fourth dimension to get back into the cosmos, but on her own terms.
She realised that, although her actions had been out of spite and in revenge towards the betrayal of Rob and Jill, she had really enjoyed the feeling of being used by any phone number of unknown. She remembered the total sexual climax as their cocks used her body to plunge their onus in. Then the guess struck her. well, why not ?
Not really thinking it through, she rushed to the window, flipped up the prat sash and yelled at Barry's retreating back.
"Barry, get up here right now."Barry turned and began to walk back. One or two mass in the street also looked up, mildly interested and then hurriedly turned away as she flipped them the bird.
A few minutes later, Barry was standing on her threshold, nervously wringing his men together and not feeling terribly sure of him self.
"Oh come in for God's sake ”. She thought him a bit pathetic. His vesture didn't help the situation where fashion had bypassed him by some measuring stick."Want a drink ?"
"Um, no, it's alright."He stepped into her foyer, looking like a condemned man.
"OK ..."Leanne started with no preamble."... I want you to aid me arrange for another ..."She searched for the right word for a second,"... gangbang."His face bordered on comical as her question settled into his thinker."Do you recall you can do that ?"
He squirmed a little and then nodded slowly as the thought permeated into his consciousness.






















Leanne
3


Barry was indeed, able to cobble together a grouping of his protagonist who jumped at the opportunity of fucking Leanne. After all, the girl was a legend in the pub and was the subject of conversation and conjecture almost nightly, usually with a dependable amount of embroidery to the report. Her fame had not diminished in the slightest. And, like fisher's exaggeration of dimension, Leanne was capable of swallowing twelve inches of throbbing cartilage. realness says that she managed, perhaps, six inch at best. What wasn't embellished at all was her willingness to accept cum, in copious amounts.
The problem proved to be a locating suitable for the occasion. In the end, one of the regular was persuaded to set up his stock way in the rachis of his gaffer shop. Surprisingly, it took some cajoling and a sure amount of money was exchanged.
Barry stuck his fingerbreadth on her door bell and waited for the intercom to squawk at him. Leanne's tinny voice asked who it was and in a, something less than enthusiastic note, told him to drive the door and come on up.
"Um ... It's all set up Leanne. Dave has let us use the storage area in the back of his shop class and me and my match have set next Thursday as the sound day for us."
"A storage room, a nookie reposition room, what do you take me for ? Barry, surely you can do better than that."
"You have no idea how difficult it is to find somewhere. It ain't like we can rent a room or something. Hotels don't go in for that kind of thing you know."It had taken a week or so to manage to feature found the storage way. It had cost him fifty pounds and a promise that the owner would get first dibs on Leanne. With some stolen blanket and a comfort, it really was the beneficial he could do.
"So, how many fine exercise of the male person sexuality have you managed to amass ?"Her scorn was sharper that a samurai sword and cut him down just as effectively.
"Ten confirmed and another five possible."
"And, are you one of the fabulous ten ?"
"Um ... well ... yes, but Dave is going to be first, his shape of using his shop."The poor man really didn't stand a hazard against her withering scorn.
"And when are these intrepid explorers going to perform the heroic verse of Alcides ?"
"Um, next Th, if that's alright with you ? Dave's wife is going to York overnight, so we have the shop to ourselves."He felt like he was apologising, trying to justify what had really been epic actions.
"It will feature to do."In truth, Leanne wasn't feeling quite so confident now that this was a realism. The inaugural time in the car parking lot had been out of spite and retaliation. This time wouldn't have the same degree of passionate emotion attached to it. Getting gang fucked and soaked in cum was a very decent fantasy and had helped her tip over the bound while frigging her snatch, but this was very different. This was for real, warts and all.
Thursday eventually arrived. The introduce days had Leanne thinking of any way she could back out of the deal, but at the same time, she wanted this so very much, so she turned up at the store. Dave let her in, the bell over the door sounding like an proclamation of troll one in a boxing match.
He showed her into the backroom where he had prepared the quilt and blankets on a couple of tables. She trembled from head to toe. The couple of double vodkas hadn't taken the edge off her nervousness at all. The way had been cleaned and the Windows blacked out with a few of the stolen blankets. The hospital wouldn't be missing them any time soon. A single, unshaded chandelier brightness level hung from the ceiling with a low wattage lamp causing more vestige than lux-level. Shelves lined the walls, stacked with ironmongery goods, secret and indistinct in the miserable light.
"There's a loo through there ..."He nodded with his head towards a threshold that needed repainting."... If you want to get ready. The guys will be here in about ten second. I just got to make a call."Dave was probably in his late fifties and didn't look as if he could actually perform. His spine was slightly bended, giving him a stooped look.
She opened the door into the can, which was in a foul condition. The trough looked as if it hadn't been cleaned in the longest fourth dimension with a brown scale rim at the body of water's sharpness. Leanne felt sordid suddenly and was make to walk out.
In the few minutes she had been in the john, Barry had arrived, bringing with him two other men. They successfully blocked her agency of outflow by standing in the room access. Their leering looks of appraisal travelled from head word to toe. The leer turned to expectant smiling, she was everything her infamy said she was and far better than they had expected.
Barry chirruped up.
"Leanne, this is Clive…"He nodded towards a magnanimous man who wore a scruffy pair of dungaree and a look into shirt that was untucked."…and this is Frank. You have met Dave. It looks like we will have seven after all, a couple have dropped out."weenie was a much smaller man, wiry with eyes that never settled. He had a sea squab way crown on, even though it wasn't cold outside.
"Um… Barry, I'm not indisputable I can do this… I mean, well it just doesn't feel right. I'm sorry."
It was Clive who did the talking for them. He moved a lot faster than might be expected for his size. In less than a second, he was across the way, had grasped Leanne by the waist in two huge hired man, lifted her off the floor and sat her on the board with the quilt on. In not very much longer, he had her wearing apparel off, either ripping them off of her body or just pulling her out of them. And then, just as she opened her oral fissure to cry at him, his laurel wreath was across her mouthpiece, stifling whatever she was about to say. He whispered into her ear."I've derive a hanker way for this little madam. Ain't no way you're backing out now. translate ?"He forced her head up and down as if she were agreeing.
Down to her panties and bra with a immense hand covering her backtalk, Leanne realised that her main fantasy was actually belike to come dependable. Often she had masturbated, imagining being forced into a pack bang and used as a fuck and cum slut by a group of stranger. It thrilled and appalled her at the Saame moment.
"Now, you and I are going to have got a minuscule moment to ourselves for a tiny chat while these gentlemen fuck off for a few."He said it loud enough for them to hear and study the hint. Silently, they shuffled out into the independent shop region, leaving Leanne and her captor alone.
"Okay…"He still had not released her mouth."… This is how it's going to go down, okay ? The laddie and me are going to fuck you unintelligent. You will swallow turncock, you will take it in the arse and you will get blasted with cum. But, and I kid you not, no one will spite you because, if they do, I will hurt them a whole lot more."His regard was sweetheart, boring into her head. She realised he had brown speckle in the putting green of his iris. Leanne thought that perhaps he was capable of hurting mass in a very bad way, and that, perhaps, he would enjoy doing it.
"I will look after you and I will urinate sure you are okay afterwards. I am going to take my hired man away now, but take my advice, do not scream or yell because, that could be very bad too."
Leanne was frightened, mostly, but her quim had started to throb suddenly and his telling her what to expect, promoted those optic images that had, so often, been a lineament of her self arousal. She was dribbling from her pussy, soaking the gusset of her panty and slicking her hidden mouth. Her heart rate had climbed several notches and her breathing was shoal and fast.
"So, smasher, are you set up to get the show on the road ?"
Leanne nodded, fearing that her vocalization would betray her arousal.
"Fantastic ! Shall we see who we have outside now ? Let's get ‘ em in and start this political party shall we ? He turned away from her, confident that she wouldn't move, like a rabbit, frozen in on-rushing headlight. He opened the door and called them in."right guys, I am going to run this little performance. You will each get a turn and can lie with her anyway you like. But, and this is really important, you hurt her and you deal with me okay ? One other rule, you only come over her trunk, look or in her mouth, anywhere else and it will be the last fuck you have. Got it ? Good."
Dave, Barry and Frank had been joined by two others. The room was hardly vauntingly enough for the six men to line the walls. Baron Clive of Plassey took the outer space of two men where his bulk filled more area than it had a right to.
"Okay, I believe the plenty was that Dave was to get first dibs, being his shop and all that. So away you go Dave, give her bloody good seeing to."Robert Clive realised that Leanne still had her panties and Bra on. He ordered her to take them off while Dave fumbled with his belt and trousers.
Completely naked, Leanne lay on top of the quilt and waited for Dave to get his cock out. It was obvious that he was really very nervous. His hands shook and, when he finally managed to get his organ into the outside universe, it was completely soft. She realised that he would require some major coaxing and so, rolled to her side, grasped his quivering member and sucked him into her mouth.
He smelled a footling like his shop, musty and old, out of engagement. She nearly giggled as the sentiment that it hadn't been used in some clip, crossed her creative thinker. As if proving its lack of use and despite her best exploit, Dave was not getting aroused at all. His rooster stayed as wilted as it had when it first saw the Inner Light. Apologetically, he withdrew and mumbled about not being comfy with everyone watching.
"come on guys, we can do in effect than this, surely ?"Clive yelled at them."Get your cocks out and let's see a bit of action shall we ?"He unzipped his fly and pulled out an telling shaft that was already showing some interest, being semi-hard.
The others followed lawsuit. Within a few proceedings, four more cocks were pointing at her and getting rubbed into life sentence by meddlesome hands.
Frank came at her, his uncut putz aimed at her mouth and still being pumped in his fist."out-of-doors all-inclusive darling."He pushed his length into her oral cavity and began to fuck her fount. He smelled clean, which was nice, and had little or no taste which wasn't quite so nice. Leanne liked the tasting of a man and, because of the deficiency ; her sucking of him was purely operational and did nothing for her. wienerwurst on the former handwriting, was enjoying himself immensely. His precum began to leak as his cock stiffened and in turning, began to energize Leanne's interest. A finger questing at her clit, helped to inflame her senses, she began to suck in earnest, cramming as much of Frank as she could into her mouth.
The finger found her nub and teased it to arousal. It was heavenly having two sum being seen to at the same clock time. She could experience wiener's cock beginning to intumesce. His head was completely uncovered from its protective sheath of puckered tegument, but was totally enclose in her warm backtalk, her lingua massaging his Hammond organ, bringing him near to windup. mortal had grasped her left hand knocker, tweaking her pap into life and pinching it, adding to the mounting pressure in her stomach.
Suddenly, Frank pulled out of her mouth and gripped his throbbing lance in one hand while the other held her head still by spreading his completely hand over her frontal bone. His jacking soon had him spilling his cum. The first-class honours degree squirt shot from his cock and caught her in a direct hit to her eye, filling it with his pasty fluid and clouding her vision. Another of her fantasies had just been realised, she had always wanted to know what getting cum in her eyes would be like, but had been kept a orphic kink after seeing a web-site called"Pink Eye ”. It stung a little, but otherwise was okay. Her fantasy was known only to her. His subsequent blow of cum hit her brass and nose, covering her look in man juice.
So intent on wienerwurst'legal action, Leanne hadn't realised that the finger on her clit had been replaced with a cock inside her until it started banging her in deep and powerful jab. She was able to advance her coital pardner, when she realised, by wriggling her hips to drive him deeper into her depths.
From her one eye, not covered in cum, she could see that the peter banging away in her cunt belonged to Barry. His jean had been pulled down, but only as far as his thighs. He wasn't so big, but with cum drying in her eye and over her face and her mammilla being mercilessly tweaked, his cock was doing a great job of filling her cavum and was getting her to a dainty bombination. She could hear the words of encouragement coming from the other guys who stood, pretty much, in a credit line, rubbing their turncock until their turn.
Barry started to grunt and be intimate her with a bit more importunity. Suddenly, he pulled out of her and with a few pumps of his fist, was spraying duncical tons of juicy cum over her stomach and all the way up to the base of her breast in long strings of milky jizz.
He stepped back and was replaced by another of the guys whose figure hadn't been mentioned. The guy slid into her, his entrance made tardily by the plentiful amounts of her rude lubricant. Leanne was verging on a monumental climax. It needed only one matter to touch off it. That soon came, as another stopcock pushed its way between her lips and slid over her tongue. She couldn't see which one this was and didn't precaution. The compounding of two peter sent her over the edge. She moaned and arched her back as a violent orgasm ripped through her. Now she was really enjoying the wholly thing.
Her leg was gripped at her thigh and hooked over a shoulder, which turned her sideways. Leanne had a fairly good idea of what was to fare adjacent and wasn't disappointed when the hammer in her cunt was joined by another, trying to figure out its way into her rear. Several aborted effort must have had the guy almost desperate to get inside her, his clumsy endeavor suddenly shot into her cunt, joining his mate and stretching her far wider than she had ever been before. She found that she didn't mind the stretching in pick of her snatch, but it wasn't to finale very long, just a few solidus until he must have realised that he wasn't where he meant to be. He adjusted and tried again at her anus. Eventually, his cock school principal managed to snuff it her outer ring and then his unhurt length was rammed trench inside her. She grunted as he bottomed out and then began to ream her in sentence with the thrusting cock in her other canal. The friction between the two rooster and the sparse separating rampart soon had her screaming another, overwhelming and worldly concern shattering climax. Leanne had never had two hammer banging her holes at the same meter. The spirit was incredible and kept her on a wave of climax.
The guy in her twat pulled out and quickly pointed his tool to her brain. Almost immediately, he shot his cum all over her nerve and into her mouth. Before she had time to even get a proper taste, the cock from her ass was forced into her cum coated oral cavity. His sense of taste and the remainder from her butt were not that nice, but Leanne was well past the pointedness of lovingness. She swallowed as much as she could of his stinking tasting cum as it shot down her throat. Leanne gagged a petty, but managed to retain it all down and not shed up.
She was given a few second rest. Clive gave her some piddle from a glass tumbler that, she noticed in the detached way we pick up trivia, was quite itch, making it bet cloudy. Somehow, it matched the sordidness of the workshop and its backwards way. A tissue paper was thrust at her, which she used to wipe the jizz from her eye.
Dave came at her for another attempt. This time, however, his small cock was as hard as it had ever been. Seeing her covered in his friends cum had enlivened the little use reed organ and his feverish detrition had woken it up somewhat. Leanne opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, accepting his circumcised header between her teeth. She grasped him at his etymon and began to masturbate him into her warm up back talk, feeling him stiffen as lineage rushed to gourmandize it.
"I'm going to cum ... Oh fuck ! I'm gon na cum."He yelled in time with her ministrations.
"Come on lover, let me have it all."Leanne purred as his pecker began to tweet in her manus. He yelled something graspable and blasted the back of her throat with rather more than Leanne was prepared for."Fuck, you must have been saving it up."She managed to mutter, having swallowed almost of it. The quietus slid over her chin and splashed onto her chest.
"Thank you."poor Dave looked really grateful. Leanne was sure that this might have been his first off in a very long time.
"okeh Sweetheart, lets boogie."Baron Clive's peter was out, looking purple and raging. He parted her stage and shoved his huge tool, all the way to his ancestor, into her pussy, bottoming out against her cervix.
"Careful with that fucking thing, will ya."She yelled at him, but anything else she might possess said was quickly stifled by a prominent and thick pitch blackness cock that filled her mouthpiece. She hadn't seen him go far. Clive's rooster drove into her, creating a scrumptious clash that soon had her panting and gasping for air. Having a loggerheaded dark putz in her mouth wasn't helping. They were both fucking her willing cakehole in unison, both thrusting and then almost pulling all of the way out together, almost like they had practiced.
The pace began to whet as shouts of encouragement were yelled at them by the other Guy standing around. Cries of"Go on, fuck that cunt."And"brand her fucking sup that mother fucker."Amongst other expletives were driving the two men on. The yell started to get a tone, setting the tempo. It got faster and faster until both were a blur to Leanne. The lack of oxygen and the intense climax that rippled through her constantly were making her begin to turn a loss consciousness. Somehow, she managed to hold fast her arm up and kibosh the attack before she completely backed out.
She gasped lungfuls of air when his tool was taken out of her backtalk."Fuck guys, are you trying to fucking belt down me ?"She gasped once or twice More, as if to reward her question.
"No darling, just having a sound prison term. Are you gear up for some more ?"The melanize cat voice seemed to rumble, she felt the vibration in her chest.
"Just acquire it well-heeled. okeh ?"Leanne grasped the total darkness hammer and wondered how she had managed not to strangle. It was so fat ; her hand could only just gird it. She licked the blacken caput and slowly drop down him into her back talk, but kept her hand wrapped around it so that she didn't submit too much into her pharynx. She wanted to savor this duo rather than wake up when it was all over.
Clive fed his prick back into her pussycat, filling her canal and stretching the walls. She had never had anything quite so large inside her, it felt terrific and the slower pace meant that she was able to feel all of his length as it slipped to her depths. He was as deep as he had ever been, but because it wasn't quite so violent, she found that her canal stretched to accommodate his length and enjoyed the sensation.
They set a steady round that soon had her climbing to another peek. Her eubstance started to convulse in ecstasy as yet another climax mounted rapidly. Suddenly, the wave hit her and overwhelmed her senses. A culmination of the maximum balance took her. She felt a gush of her juices flood lamp from her trunk and splash back off of Robert Clive's thighs.
She managed to drag the ignominious guy's turncock from her lip, but all she could oversee was"Oh !"She was completely mourning of spoken communication or even tenacious thought.
"outdoors your sassing baby ..."The black guy rumbled to her."... I'm going to cum right now."
His aim was unadulterated. After a few seconds, long strands of thick white jizz was being laid on her tongue, hitting the binding of her pharynx. It felt like a gallon of jizz was swilling around her mouthpiece and over her tongue. Leanne playfully gargled, making cum bubbles that popped on her teeth. It must have looked just right, because Clive pulled out of her pussy and aimed his peter into her mouth. The first off spurt landed on her tongue, the second, third and fourth covered her grimace and hair.
Leanne was totalled. She stank of jizz, tasted of the stuff and could feel it drying on her face and breast. She had never been quite so satisfied or sated. She lay still for several minutes while her affectionateness settled to something approaching normal. Suddenly, she felt self-conscious, which was stupid she knew, but, right at this very moment, she was in a office she had never shared with anyone, let alone a group of guy rope who were watching her like she was a side show.
"I need a cigarette."She hadn't smoked for five days, but suddenly needed one. She coughed on the first pull, but enjoyed the feeling as the sess hit her lungs. She sat up, for some reason, covering her tits and felt the rasp of dehydrated cum as it flaked on her skin.
With the main show over, the guy wire started to tramp off, leaving the elbow room and then the sound of the gong over the shop room access as they departed to the street. Only Baron Clive and Dave remained in the room. Dave had her wearing apparel draped over his arm, offering them to her.
Leanne stubbed the cigarette out on the flooring and dressed slowly, the endeavor almost too lots for her. Eventually, she stood and asked if she could get a lift home.
"Are you okay Leanne ?"Clive asked and then said."That was some display you put up there. Thank you."He grasped her hand and led her from Dave's squalid room into the shop and then the street towards a lightlessness BMW 325i exchangeable, parked a small way down the road. Carefully, he helped her get in the front seat and repulse her abode with exclusively directions being said.
When they arrived outside her flat, he gallantly opened her room access and offered his arm for her to grasp.
"Seriously Leanne, that really was something quite especial. If you want to do that again, move over me a call eh ?"Clive looked into her eyes, hopefully.
"Somehow, I doubt it will happen again."She said and meant it. She had been royally fucked and cum covered, but she really didn't think it could or would happen again. She left him at the curb, entered her flat and headed straight for the exhibitor .