A forfeiture

My husband David likes me to play aphrodisiacal games ; He ( and early men ) says I've got a not bad body and he likes me to dress provocatively and razz him and his mates and any other male person watching. We've played this game almost from when we started going out. Essentially a dare I can bottle out of, but will be be points. And a forfeit will burn up those dot.

So an exemplar, A daring : - 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 age ) is on horizon by the time we get dessert, it must encounter 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 waiter and maybe other patrons.

Forfeits came about after I had chickened out of a few early dares, and each fourth dimension I failed was given points. breaker point from 1 to 5 were agreed depending on how horrific the dare was. A forfeit burns up 25 pint and must be done. So the above could become a throw overboard if David has decent point on me. Of course as time went on both dare and forfeits have become more risqué. And soon we introduced points to an argument or bet. So if I said something factual in an arguing, 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 St. David and I started this new sex-life-style, my dares and forfeits were pretty domesticate really. Things like going out with him with no underclothing, going to a Quaker's barbeque in a very thin summer dress with no underclothing, ditto to work. Flashing on the green walks.

Once I started cucking David the forfeit or daring intensified in their profoundness. One dare you know about was the 2009 Dec 25 incident with my then Boss.

A lot of the forfeits that David thinks up for me are smashing fun, and even though I find some of these forfeits intimidating, I can't help myself from becoming extremely bring up and I end up enjoying them. Which is why I sometimes chance my spot. Since 2009 I did a lot of dare and forfeiture of a intimate nature.

So we come to this particular one ; the society I worked for had gone bust and we no longer had job. I was still temping, most of the sentence, but I had some free weeks every so often. This occurred in Sept 2011.

There is an familiarity of Dave's who is, to say the least, hideous. His name is Gus and could easily be mistaken for a swinger. A hippy cum Biker case who to all spirit and show never washes, has long oily tomentum and smells to high Shangri-la, I mean this guy stinks at 10 paces and bad breather, as well. I think he uses mourning band as he always has that incense smelling at his theater. 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 long-lasting effect on me and he seemed to smell uncollectible each clock time we bumped into him.

The few times I'd met him before at his theatre was at parties, which seemed to be destiny of smoking of locoweed and hash, progressive sway and beer. David and he were in a dance band days before and kept in soupcon. 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 boarder paying him snag and the house was worth a raft even in that state.

So you can imagine my feelings when I read the forfeiture that said I was to call off at this guy's house on an errand for my husband and have myself open to him for sex. More significantly I was to get him to eff me in my twat 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 prison term and I was to stay with him for as long as that took.

wellspring, I rebelled. I put my foot down, after all I could just guess what kissing him would be like let alone sucking his dirty cock, I could feel my belly heave and as for taking a fuck in the arse, well I was still fairly ok with that unless the guy was well cling, I'd knew it would hurt.

"Come, on luv, that's against the rules."said Dave."You can only reject something that could cause physical harm."

He of class was powerful. I really revel in being made to do things that I don't like. Saint David knew that of course of instruction, and then as he slipped a finger into my slit, my body betrayed my stirring arousal at what I was to suffer 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 peter.

As my climax rose, he said to me, next calendar month I swap Gus and his task for a big Alsatian dog."Okay ?"it was a interrogative sentence, Saint David held me off my orgasm, like he's done so many prison term, till I nodded my head, then the wave of orgasm flooded over me. Having seen"that DVD"many times in the cobbler's last 6 hebdomad, 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 pair of times in the survive 6 month, not just fucking it but sucking and licking the unscathed works. David was convinced by this meter that at least one of the married woman visiting Ben was doing dog.

Anyway, I had three Clarence Shepard Day Jr. before I went to Gus, three twenty-four hour period to chew over how and what, three days in which I went from nausea in my stomach to damp in my minge. The dark before, St. David had phoned Gus to score sure he was going to be in, I was also listening to what was said, after some universal chat, my husband asked him how he enjoyed the hooey he'd lent him a few weeks earlier. I already knew St. David had an blanket porno mag collection and he sometimes lent his LE treasured magazines out, I nearly died when I heard Gus say,

"The Danish porn magazine were great, but I got most jacking off off those dozen photos of your miss, showing her slit in all its gloriole"

One of my earliest forfeits ( many eld before ) had been to let Saint David conduct photo pics of me stripping off, the final shots were, real undefendable pussy stuff, I was holding myself apart and using fingers and a dildo. But that wasn't the forfeit, I had to bring them into and then collect from our local anaesthetic Pakistani grocer and use his collection/delivery arrangement for photo processing, we knew full well he'd be looking, especially as I had to severalize him it was a motion picture 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 really forfeiture was when I collected them to say to him that I'd have a nimble flavor 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 mind David was flashing them around and he did look uncomfortable when he saw my displeasure. Jacques Louis David went onto say he was glad Gus liked them so much, but another booster wanted them now. Gus was disappointed, he wanted to hold the photos of me at least or convert them for some others.

Saint 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 get them, and to make it up to him, he'd make sure I wore a literal 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 arrive and see you she will, not because I tell, but because, frankly I think my Susan fancy 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 breeches, 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 prospect, now left it to me.

So side by side day, off I went, beautifully turned out. I had spent the whole of the morning getting cook, I been to my styler's and my hair was arrant, Allison is an old protagonist and she also not only mount my legs, she dilapidated my purulent hair, leaving just a tuff of world 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 can fucked off me by a new lover.

By 2pm my essence and get to 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 nowadays, I'd only worn it once before in public ( But that's another write up ) and it was tight and flexible and held my boobs in home, my nipples onto which I had rubbed some rouge were on fully persuasion. Around my cervix I wore a double string of pearls ; I had a tally ankle and wrist joint bracelets on as well. The physical structure stocking reached as far as my waist where it then became an integrated suspender belt with six tie beam running to my pitch-dark stocking big top. The only real detail of clothing I wore was a blackamoor real leather very short mini bird. Standing the hem of the dame didn't come anywhere near my stocking tops ; which were disgraceful seamed with those enceinte model tops, I guess there was at least a 2"gap. Naturally on my pes was a pair of mordant very high-heeled strappy shoes. I wore zippo else, so as soon as I sat, anyone looking would see my smooth shaved and perfumed pussy lips.

I drove to Gus's pad, he was barely 2 Swedish mile or so, I took a clean jacket with me and put it on as I left our sign of the zodiac, I was happy 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 twosome of boys of 13/14 who were sitting on a wall watching me make a hasheesh of the tiny quad. 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 selection, as I got out one of them was about to hold some remark about my driving skills, when his rima oris just fell open as did his better half. I didn't need to look down to know, they just seen a full blown pussy shot meaning my sassing were apart, spacious apart, not only that, they were engorged in arousal.

Saint 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 sense my wetness and smell my own foreplay, I slipped off my crown and rung the bell. His house was in a row of terrace theater, 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 ratty and the uncollectible one. It was more like a squat.

When Gus opened the doorway he was positively drooling over my breasts which were clearly visible through my physical structure stocking. He was barefooted in denim and a dirty old tee shirt.

"Come in ! Come in !"said Gus and ushered me into the front line 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 electric 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 take down 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 waiting 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 Koran that he had add you."I stammered. I held a hanky to my olfactory organ ; the odor in the position were really bowl over me. But I remembered what I was here for.

"Oh. Do you mean the ones with girl showing their spread cunts or the ace with lady friend being fucked ?"he asked.

"I don't really be intimate which ones."I said. Now very slowly, I did my best ‘ Sharon gem'I opened my legs almost as panoptic as my skirt would give up and very slowly crossed my leg over my articulatio genus. My take down cunt was fully on show to him ; after what David had told him the night before, I could see that Gus must experience thought it was his birthday and Christmas Day rolled into one. He stared openly at my slit and licked his sass. If I wasn't so unquiet I might have laughed at his expression.

"Open pussy ones are keen, 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 very thing ? I asked I reversed my leg hybridizing, again as slowly as I could negociate ; I stopped with my leg as apart as the skirt would allow for. Gus was mesmerised, I lifted my bum off the backside and pulled my skirt up off my rosehip, till it was just bunched around my waistline. Now I really spread my thigh spread out, I could even feel my labia lips role as well. Slowly I wet my commencement finger and very slowly, I inserted my digit into my pussy, then using two finger's breadth I spread myself widely open.

Gus needed no advance boost ; He put his hands on both of my human knee, when his hired hand touched me, even though it was through my stockings, it still made my sputter crawl. Here I was, offering myself to this smelly, unshaved, unwashed Hippie. I was totally repulsed and totally turned on at the like time. He raised my legs over his shoulders and buried his face in my pussy.

"Your twat sense of smell lovely."he said

"Thank you."was all I could call up of to say.

"You take trade good forethought of your cunt, don't you."he said between slurps into my inner individual parts.

"Yes I do, I like to appear after my pussy."I panted, his tongue was getting to me ; he was really turning me on. I suppose it was the whole bizarre post that was helping to stimulate me.

"Say ‘ I like to look after my cunt."he demanded.

"I like to bet after my pussy."I said.

"AAaaaaaggghhh ! ! !"I yelled as he sunk his teeth into my pussy back talk.

"OK. OK I look after my CUNT."I screeched.

"sucking 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 act"he indicated hi bulge.

My hands were trebling slightly as I undid his filthy jeans and pulled them down, the sight and sense of smell that wafted from his underpants and crutch region, nearly had be running for the door. His Edward Douglas White Jr. underpants were yellow pee discolouration all over the movement and the smell reminded me of pestiferous populace toilets on hot summertime days.

He stepped out of his jeans and skimmed down his trouser, 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 Charles Frederick Worth, here girl"he said with a lewd grin.

His comment passed me by, I was slightly mesmerised by this artillery a few inches from my cheek. My next reaction was purely instinct, I reach out and took time lag of his manhood, my cool off finger's breadth closing around his phallus, the passion being given off from it would take in driven a car. He had a vast bulbous prick headland, covered in a foreskin, which was still fully covering the purple head.

He moved a step closer as I took detainment of his cock and now the end was decently up to my fount, the heat energy of him was causing his loathsome organic structure odour to increase and it wafted up my intrude, involuntarily I twitched my noise at the pungent aroma. The perverseness of my actions was firing up my own sexual succus and as he gained full hard-on from my hot hint on his peter, 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, fellate me"it was a plea more than an order.

With bated breath, I slowly skinned back his prepuce ; if he'd been clean there I'd have been so disappointed. I revealed a prick head covered in a putrid level of yellow-bellied segma and crusty prick cheese, the olfactory modality wafted into my anterior naris,

"MMMmmmm, lovely"was all that could be heard as I took him into my mouth about four inches, the taste of his foul secreter assaulted my tongue, I almost climaxed, as my tongue flew around that capitulum searching out every bit of that gorgeous taste. I slipped to a greater extent cock deeper into my mouth tasting every column 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 to the full weight.

Poor Gus, he hadn't been blown by any woman for calendar month, let alone a wanking idol of his, and although he'd had many off the articulatio radiocarpea, he could not help spew his mettle into my throat. I swallow men's spunk when I blow them and today, I wanted every fall of him. I sucked him till he was totally hobble and all of his penis was fully inside my mouth, I savoured every inch of his physique, and then when I was done there I released him and my oral cavity without though of the consequences moved onto his haired testicles sack, again my glossa was greeted by the taste of dusty piddle 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 rear end crack,

He said"Eat my buttocks, beloved"

Gus's nether muddle was a scene of tot up lack of hygiene, his ass hairs were like wire, what if anything he used to pass over his bum after a shit I don't know, but dried prick hung on most of his pilus, and his pink anal jam had a wet brownness shit ring eye blink at me, yes I was a rim job Virgo, but this was verging on scat singing, but my consistence was already reacting.

It happened so fast, he'd taken my deliberation as a preindication of non compliance and suddenly I felt a searing hot pain in my left over 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 botheration had left my scream in my pharynx, cashbox he struck me again on each boobs, this clock time I yelled, screamed even, it hurt like fuck, a red hot poker laid across each dumbbell, would have been to a lesser extent awful. I'd been unprepared for this and it stung more.

"You'll eat my arse, you whore"he shouted,

"okey, OK,"I begged.

He now turned around and presented his bum to me. I plunged my human face into his hind end gap, my spit making immediate contact with that icky brown ring. He used the deform lash on my back a few times as encouragement. I licked all around his anus and up and down his dirty crack till each whisker was cleaned and then I probed, yes, my lingua probed deeply into his rectum, I wasn't told to, but I did it, my natural language slipped into his brownness mess easily, decent inside it went, a shiver of disgust at myself went through me, followed by a delight.

His strikes on my chest, although initially painful had settled to a warm luminescence that I found very please and my pap were rock hard. I licked and lapped at him for maybe 15 bit. Gus grabbed my hair's-breadth and pulled me up.

"You love that don't you ?"

"Yes, victor"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 feller standing in the room access, 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 negligence of trunk and contumely of drugs and alcoholic drink. One was quite Brigham Young, maybe still a teenager, two were about Gus's age, that is mid-20, but the stopping point one in fact one was a lot elder, with farseeing lank white/grey hair, undistinguishable from a longer white/greybeard. I felt myself rosiness deep to my roots ; they must have seen how eagerly I'd been eating Gus's bum trap, if not more.

"Don't just brook there."Gus said to them."seminal fluid 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 handwriting where all over me, grabbing my bosom and pussy. mouth where sucking on me. My nipples where chewed on, love bites covered my breasts and stomach. Fingers where shoved up my pussy and rear end. 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 instant of it.

"STOP !"I heard Gus call. All activity ceased. I had a look of disappointment as all bridge player 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 kitty-cat lips. He moved it ever so slowly, it gilded across my clit and lovely sense experience spread through my body.

"You like that you horny squawk ?"he asked.

"Ooohh god yes."I replied dreamily."Yes, don't block, ass ME !. It's lovely."

Do you need it inside your slit ?

"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 ankle being grabbed by 2 of the former guys and as they stood up, I was raised up and my legs where pulled apart. A searing nuisance shot through my pussy as Gus brought his flex whip down, knockout against my well-nigh ticklish parts.

"AAAAaaaaaggghhhh ! ! ! ! !"I screamed with pain and pleasance. The sudden pain in my pussy had caused me to climax. I don't know if you have ever experienced a ‘ semen'brought on by bother but let me tell you, it is like nothing else you could ever trust to have.

A secondly skag and"YES ! ! Yes piece of ass my twat. screwing IT ! roll in the hay IT ! Do anything you want. to a greater extent ! more than ! PLEASE shtup ME ! GIVE ME YOUR turncock, I WANT ALL YOUR COCKS. FILL ME WITH SPUNK !"

I shouted all this and more than. I wanted to be used, I wanted them to use me as a vas to pelt their pin-up spunk into. I was the light working girl who ever wanted cock. I wanted stopcock and cock and even more cock. Gus was on top of me, thrusting his cock into me. I was kissing him and sucking his clapper. His bad intimation and rotten teeth just turned me on even more.

My brain was pulled to one side and a smelly pecker forced into my mouth. I sucked lovingly on it. Cleaning it and savouring it, Jesus it was covered in smelly twinge high mallow, 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 gumshoe right down my pharynx. I felt his dick spew it's spirited encumbrance in my throat and as I was gasping for intimation, 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 of meat.

"sucking me, Baby."said the hideous pensionary. He must have been well into his previous 60's or even 70's. His cock was big but as it touched my back talk, it must give birth 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 lip, the rest did I greedily, gobbled it, I swallowed it down, loving it.

Just then Gus came with neat thrusts. He rammed his cock into me, squirting his spunk into my cunt. 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 roll in the hay me !"my new attacker demanded.

"Yes Fuck me. roll in the hay me with your big dick. nookie 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 snatch. In out. In out went the 2 shaft. The one in my rima oris came first. cough, spluttering as I almost drowned in tinder. I loved the gustatory perception and the measure ; he mustn't have come for a week. There seemed to be gallons of it. He pulled the big cock from my oral fissure and dragged it across my face, leaving streak of touchwood all over me.

Just then the guy fucking me came. He almost squashed me as he wrapped his coat of arms around me and holding me in a very smashed 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 enquiry. 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 punk again into my back talk. My self-invited audience loved it and beside they were now cook again.

To two hippies now moved into office again, I took into my mouth the guy that had fucked after Gus and the one that I'd blown at that distributor 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 away Gus's prick up there in a few instant anyway, so he would avail. I don't know if Jacques Louis David knew how busty Gus was when he wrote that I was to use up his tool 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 hammer into my rectum, it hurt a bit, but the juice and the touchwood 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 intimate high school, He didn't take too long to blow and I was into a stabilise musical rhythm with my arse fucker, which I was warming to ; for the beginning time in my life story, I was in danger of achieving a coming by being arse-fucked. I signalled for the nipper to arrive forward and I started to suck on him again, it didn't take very much working to get him hard again, and then I settled into a steady rhythm sucking him, moving my rima oris down his beloved control stick as far as it would go and then letting it slip almost out of my oral fissure before sucking him in again, he ‘ came'in a keen spurt after some ten minutes of that activity.

I been at Gus's for about two hours and I was suddenly thirsty, without thinking twice, and believing I was now ‘ on their face, 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 pricking to my mouth, I took him in, believing he wanted a sucking before he'd execute his valet title of fetching a glass of water. His prick was semi-limp, and I started sucking, but he wasn't getting erect.

Suddenly his piss hit the back of my throat, flooding my back talk, instinctively I gulped down, taking air as I did so, my reaction caused laughter amongst my companions, but more than 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 fan's piss quite often by this prison term in my sexual sensible horizon, but it was the fact that it was assumed that I'd be drinking it.

The estrus of his peeing 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 superstar. But as he finished he sprayed the last few dribbled over my face and hair and then almost without intermission, his spunk splattered my aspect. Sir Thomas More than anyone else present he was making me feel so low and promiscuous, which of course of instruction 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 believe anything Sir Thomas 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 awkwardness,

"shtup my tooshie now, please, please"I said.

"Susan, you're a bloody steamy marvel, rightfulness you are"said Gus,"God, I wish you come by before to-day, we've missed some capital fun"

As Gus took up his berth, the guy that had just fucked my shit hole came around to my front man ; his turncock was totally maculate and slicked up heavily with my whoreson and his spunk all over it. I didn't hesitate ; I took him into my sassing and sucked him, savouring the tastes of myself and of him.

Gus entered me, I tried to slacken as much as I could, but he hurt and tore at my rubbery squat trap, but the hurting was big, I relaxed a here and now on my dirty sucking to root on 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 transactions as Gus ripped my arsehole apart with his weapon of procreation, he became the indorse human being that day to revel my spit right up inside his backside.

Yes without any male goad, this time, I licked and sucked my way around, till his balls were soaking with my saliva, and his arse fissure cleaned by my tongue, and then I penetrated with my knife deep into his rectum. I went in even cryptic than I had with Gus, pulling his arsecheeks apart, in sexual hysteria I plunged my lingua into his core, I was totally trifle by now, I loved it. He knew and I knew that had there been turds there, I would have eaten them.

When he could resist my attentions no longer he grabbed my hair and guided my rima oris onto his putz just in time to catch his spunk erupting out, I sucked and drank down his midst goo, making surely I got every drop out of him. His weewee into my mouth was slow and becalm, no theatrics as with Gus and the old boy of holding his rooster away from my open mouth so everyone could see the perverse act I was doing, No this guy did it and I took it and no-body would ingest guessed what I'd done.

My orgy started to disintegrate into a blur, I remember giving Gus another thrashing after he'd cum in my rectum, I got have it away 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 nursing home, I looked an out-and-out province. When I arrived and told David what had happened, he was immediately turned on and he wanted to eat my twat and arsehole out of all the punk still there, half an hr later, when I was totally cleaned by his glossa, my hubby fucked me on the flooring behind the front door.

When he had recovered, he asked me about the magazines that I was supposed to have gone to call for. I had completely forgotten about them.

"Oh well."said Dave."You will just have to go back there again tomorrow"

I smiled and said"Oh dear silly me".