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[getmeoffwithwords]

The Good Wife

‘Hey Baby!’ His wife smiled from the small screen of his mobile phone. She was positioning herself in shot as she took the short selfie movie. The camera work was wobbly, but he could clearly see it was his wife. She looked pretty, her lips a crimson red with lipstick and her hair neat and tidy as she stared at herself to get the angles right.

Behind her was a pool table and shelves stacked with beer and glasses. ‘The boys invited me back to their man cave… hope you don’t mind?’ She laughed as her eyes met with several other people in the room who were out of shot.

The man was sitting on his sofa, relaxing. He had been hoping his wife would send something - it he wasn’t sure what it might be. He felt a warm, rushing feeling in his groin as he stared at her smiling face and tried to make out where she was.

‘They say they’re going to get me hammered - or hammer me! I can’t remember which!’ She giggled mischievously. Several deeper voices cackled in the background. She panned the camera away from her face to show the room, some sort of converted garage with old sofas and a large television mounted on the wall. There were three, maybe five young men - no older that twenty, trying to avoid her camera, dodging backwards and forwards as she showed the room. The television flickered with the bright colours of a porn movie. A small, blonde starlet, wearing very high heels and a tiny, schoolgirl costume was on her knees as a group of men groped and fondled her tight body.

‘You know what these young guys are like, baby? Filthy buggers - the lot of them!’ She said as she refocused herself in shot, smiling at unseen faces as she dropped to her knees - her head now level with the pool table behind. She held her phone at arm’s length and turned her head in profile, watching the screen from the corner of her eye to make sure she was still the centre of attention. ‘Yes, very dirty boys they are.’ She grinned, winking at someone standing over her. ‘Apparently, they’ve been itching to get their hands on a Cougar.’ She giggled.

The naked, muscular thighs of a young man inched into shot and with them, eight inches of thick, fully erect cock being worked with long strokes.

The woman grinned at her camera as the wanking cock dangled heavily just an inch from her face. ‘Mmmm baby, he’s a big boy isn’t he!’ She cooed as the unseen youth increased his stroking pace, aiming the mushroom head at her mouth. He grunted something unintelligible off screen and the woman opened her mouth suggestively - licking her red lips

Invitingly.

The movie stopped. The man breathed. His cock was throbbing urgently in his pants, straining to escape.

He watched the movie three times, desperately resisting the temptation to take out his cock as his wife got to her knees and opened her mouth. It was so incredibly sexy, watching her ‘perform’.

The next message pinged and he rushed to open it. A damp patch was already spreading across the crotch of his trousers.

The screen shone with life and a closeup of his wife’s eyes. She was mumbling something and being careful to frame herself just right. As she pulled the camera away her whole head came into shot.

The man’s cock reared in his pants like a beast. He felt the warmth of precum flood his groin as he stared at the scene.

His wife was on her hands and knees between the spread thighs of a faceless youth. He was sitting on a sofa, his buttocks resting on its edge, allowing his throbbing cock to rear up like a flagpole. The camera panned out to reveal the woman with her mouth locked around two thirds of its length. She was watching the camera as she pulled her red lips up the veiny shaft and off the engorged head with an audible ‘pop’.

She turned her face to her victim, wanking the slippery shaft with her small hand as she registered the pleasure she was giving on his unseen face.

Mumbled words from a deep voice redirected her attention to the purple, throbbing head and she licked and sucked it like a schoolgirl on a lollipop, smiling wickedly straight into the lens at her husband. ‘This one won’t last long baby….’ She said as an urgent grunt sounded from the young man.

She pulled the tight foreskin back from the twitching head and lashed its taut skin with her merciless tongue. A thick, white jet of spunk erupted from the pumping cock as she held her gaze on the lens, spurt after desperate spurt followed as she maintained her rhythm. The invisible victim grunted in loud, pulsating grunts as he blew his hot load all over her teasing tongue.

The movie stopped.

The man squeezed his huge cock through his trousers. He wasn’t sure how long he could last. He watched the movie again. The expression on his wife’s face as she teased the sperm from the rigid cock was enough to make him cum. Her eyes were triumphant as she milked him for all he had.

His phone jumped again as the third message arrived. He squirmed with delicious discomfort as he pressed play.

She smiled out of the small screen again. Her face streaked with thick lines of spunk. She was facing the camera - on her elbows and knees, the mounds of her round ass behind as she offered herself to the unseen men. ‘Hi baby!’ She greeted him with a wanton look in her eyes. All around her, the strong legs of men stalked as they considered her available body. An unfocused figure squatted behind her and dipped his head behind her upturned ass.

‘This one doesn’t care where he sticks his tongue!’ She gasped as she reached behind and grasped his hair, holding his head still as she worked her wet slit up and down his lapping tongue. ‘Mmm baby, right there…’ she groaned as she found the pleasure she needed.

She looked directly into the lens again as she moaned loudly, ‘They say they’re addicted to Cougars now, baby!’

Strong hands grabbed her tousled hair and pulled her mouth to the side. She craned her neck, making sure she was still in frame, as a muscular figure squatted by her face and offered his large pendulous balls for her to suck. She pushed out her tongue and licked the underside of the impressive shaft as it jutted toward her. Suddenly she was moaning and bucking her hips against the unseen mouth that devoured her holes from behind, ‘Oh my God!’ She moaned through the saliva glistening cock, ‘That dirty boy is going make me cum baby!’ She gasped and moaned as her orgasm rocked her body, entirely forgetting the camera in her lust.

If dropped, recording the carpet as her moans filled the room. In a moment her flushed face filled the frame as she turned and beckoned to the boy behind her to push his cock into her mouth. The figure rose, a huge, oozing dick swaying between his legs as he staggered forward to kneel by her face. Immediately, another figure squatted over her upturned ass and stroked his cock as he aimed it at her slippery, orgasm- wracked pussy.

Without a word of warning, the figure thrust himself into her from behind as she gasped ‘Yes baby, stretch that wet pussy!’

She reached urgently for the cock by her face, determined to repay the pleasure he had given her as the figure behind pounded her mercilessly. His hands reached forward to grab her hips as he drove in deeply with lusty grunts.

The image seared itself into the man’s eyes as he watched his wife take those young cocks. He was desperate to cum… to take his cock out and wank it dry - all over his sexy wife and her filthy exploits.

She clamped her mouth around the boys cock and reached through his legs to grip his firm buttocks while she made sure the camera captured the best angle. She was cumming again as the youth behind her took what he needed. He was pounding her like a sex toy - it made her cum to feel his smooth, hard cock inside her., to hear him grunt for her, to feel his body tremble with lust. The boy in her mouth groaned, he was trying to pull away, to save his cum for her pussy, but she was too strong and held him there, sucking like a vacuum as he unleashed a torrent of spunk into her gulping throat.

The man watched his wife gulp fourteen times as the boy moaned for release, her own orgasmic grunts mingling with his and the pounding figure behind her as he filled her spasming pussy with his flood of hot seed.

The movie stopped abruptly.

The man’s cock twitched violently in his pants - how much more could he take?

A new message came through. The man’s cock swelled uncontrollably, trapped against the fabric of his trousers.

He pressed play and prepared for the delicious climax of the tease.

‘Hi Baby!’ His wife blew a kiss into the lens as she attempted to balance her phone on a shelf at just the right angle. The camera jolted rhythmically as she struggled with the task. She pulled away, moving toward the pool table in the centre of the room - where she could be seen full length by the lens. Attached to her from behind, an anonymous youth clung to her hips as he drove himself in and out of her pussy with urgent strokes. Three more muscular figures followed her, each stroking enormous, shining cocks in their energetic hands. She turned to the camera as the boy bent her over the pool table and began to fuck her like an animal. ‘They want my ass baby… hope you don’t mind?’ She grunted as she gripped the edge of the table. The boy began to moan - deep animal grunts burst from his clenched teeth as he tried to resist cumming. She looked over her shoulder at him and pushed her ass right down to the root of his long cock, ‘fill me up dirty boy…’ she teased. He reached forward, grabbing her hair as he raised on his tiptoes to squirt his virile seed into her tight ass with a howl of release that vibrates the phone speaker.

As the boy pulled his spent cock from her ass, the others took his place. One laid quickly onto the pool table, his erect cock towering like a sharks fin. She clambered onto him, straddling his hardness as she sank onto its full length with a moan of lust. ‘Oh my God, baby! He’s right inside me!’ She began to buck her hips against his pelvis, making his cock touch her deepest spot.

The man unzipped his trousers and let his fabric wrapped cock expand into the new space. ‘Fuck! He grunted as his member began to twitch uncontrollably.

On screen, a second youth clambered onto the table and stood over her gasping face. He was wanking furiously, already grunting as he dipped his engorged head into her urgent, sucking mouth. His hips thrust with each suck, forcing his length into her mouth, or slipping out to rub across her face with a rasp of ecstasy.

The last figure was kneeling behind her upturned ass, stroking hard as he watched her pump his mate with her stretched pussy. He reached forward and spread her ass cheeks - making her stop and turn to watch. ‘Dirty bastard’ she encouraged, ‘stick it in there - make me take it all!’

The youth took aim, nudged his slippery cock against her ass - and pushed.

The man had seen enough… he rushed to stand, his cock expanded beyond all reason as he pulled his pants down around its weight. It sprang from is confines - as taught as a ripe cucumber.

His wife’s moans filled his ears as she took the three throbbing cocks in her holes.

Without warning a slow, heavy spurt of spunk erupted from his rigid member and splashed across his phone screen, the floor, and coffee table. Another followed, and another and another, his cock twitching violently as his orgasm jetted his seed from his body.

When she got home, he’d show her what a hard fuck really was…

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She didn’t know why she had stopped. It was something about his eyes and his smile. He was pretty old, yes, but he was smiling so warmly and his eyes traced her outline so closely, that she had paused in her step to glance up the alleyway past the supermarket.

She was trying to meet her boyfriend in the pub and was already late. The headlights from passing cars gleamed on her white high heels and tight white dress that clung to her body like a second skin. She was wearing them on purpose, to try and get a reaction from her boyfriend. He had technically dumped her two days before by text, but she wasn’t convinced it had actually happened until she had spoken to him.

Now, as she was hurrying with short steps, her heels clipping loudly on the pavement, her eye had caught the old, well groomed man, standing in the alleyway with a big smile.

She paused and smiled back, struck by the strange encounter. It was then she had seen movement. Her eyes had fallen to the man’s waist where, to her absolute shock, a very large cock was jutting from the fabric of his trousers and reared magnificently above the buckle of his belt. His hand gripped the throbbing,glossy, veiny shaft as he stroked it up and down steadily and firmly.

She stopped dead….. Her eyes lifted to his. He was grinning mischievously now, there was clear enjoyment in them, he was pleased he had shocked her - perhaps even disgusted her?

His hand quicked and her eyes were drawn back to the thick shaft of meat that pumped between his gripping fingers.

She was about to move on again, it wasn’t the first time she had been flashed, but something glued her to the spot. As she stood there, she could see him feasting on her body, and why not? He was at least three times her age, and she was dressed to impress her virile but wayward boyfriend. Why shouldn’t the old man want to stroke himself to the sight of her? And what a cock he had! She had never seen such a thick, long, handsome one. As she continued to stare, she imagined the old man in his youth, handsome, well endowed, she imagined all the girls lining up to suck on that monster and feel it deep inside them.

She moved a little closer… her eyes flitting between the man’s friendly, welcoming face, and the huge, swollen, angry cock in his fist. He looked so nice, but the thing between his legs wasn’t nice at all, it was designed for one thing, and she found herself wondering how it would feel in her hand.

The old man emerged fully into the street light that shone into the narrow alleyway. He pulled his jeans down to just below his buttocks and leaned against the wall, showing himself to her in profile. His cock, now free of its confines, grew again, and pointed to the sky, glistening in the stark light as its head swelled to the size of a ripe tomato.

She found herself gasping and noticed the man was speaking beneath the noise of the passing cars. She focussed on his li[s and strong mouth as he mouthed the soundless words…

‘I wanna fuck you really hard,,,’ he was saying over and over again.

She glanced up and down the empty pavement, and then, pretending she couldn’t hear him, she entered the alleyway.

She approached the old man, unable to take her eyes off the huge thrusting head of his cock as he forced it through his gripping, open fist.

‘What did you say? She smiled…. enjoying his eyes on her.

He cleared his throat… ‘Look how hard you made it..’

She smiled, secretly proud that she was responsible for his excitement, but she spoke with a mocking chastisement, ‘Dirty old man, rubbing your big fat cock in front of me like that…!’

Her nipples were hard and poked through her tight dress like buttons, she was enjoying her sexual power over this desperate old man, ‘What did you think I’d do, suck you off?’

The old man pushed his hips forward at the suggestion, his massive throbbing head thrust urgently from his fist and leaked a clear bead of precum for her, ‘Fuck, yes baby, why don’t you do an old man a favour?’

She glanced guiltily behind her at the traffic rushing past the end of the alleyway, ‘Do you think I suck off every pervert that flashes me?’

‘With a mouth like that you should….’ he grunted, his smile quivered nervously at the edges, he knew he was pushing his luck.

His hand was still gliding up and down his slippery shaft as he spoke, occasionally he paused to swirl a strong finger around the tip of his pulsating head. His hips twitched involuntarily as he did so.

She stared at it and watched it throb….’It is very big isn’t it?’ she said softly as she reached out a tentative finger.

The man gasped, straining to meet her delicate finger with his huge, angry meat.

‘Tut, Tut,’ she whispered, ‘you are a very filthy old man aren’t you!’ She playfully slapped his hand away from his cock, ‘No touching!’ she smiled.

The man did as he was told, leaning there against the wall with his cock twitching violently, just centimetres from her outstretched finger.

She looked him in the eyes as he gasped before her, ‘Now….what does a good girl like me do with a bad man like you?’ She was loving the power she had over him….

She squatted before him and opened her mouth suggestively. His cock reared over her face threateningly as a string of precum stretched from its throbbing tip. ‘You should be ashamed!’ she cooed gently, ‘I’m young enough to be your granddaughter…’

He gasped, looking down at her, past his thick meat, now pouring its sweet juice from its tip in excitement.

She reached up with a small hand and grasped the warm, slippery, pumping head. She watched him closely as she worked her hand slowly back and forth along its thick length. It was hot, and thick, and the man made animal noises as he pushed his hips to meet her strokes.

She opened her crimson mouth wide, making sure he knew what she was about to do. She pulled back his foreskin gently and brought the massive head towards her mouth…

He grunted, ‘Yes baby…. Please…’

She stopped as the swollen thing reached her lips, a trail of precum glistening on her chin.

The man grunted again, ‘Please…’

She licked her lips mischievously, but refused to move any closer. Her chin was running with his desperate precum.

He reached out for her head with both hands, grasping her hair in fistfuls as he moaned ‘Suck my cock baby!’

Her eyes told him what a bad girl she was…. He aimed his swollen, slippery head at her mouth and pushed his hips at her with a moan of desperation. She stretched her mouth to receive its huge girth and now the old man began to work his hips into her face - squeezing his massiveness into her luscious, sucking mouth…

‘Good girl..’ he grunted, ‘suck on that monster…’ and he pulled her head towards his throbbing shaft until the pulsating mushroom of his head was engulfed by her moaning lips.

She pushed him away firmly, his dick popping from her tight mouth, ‘You dirty old sod!’ she flashed as his juice stretched in strings from her chin, ‘You’re gonna choke me with that thing!’. She slid her hand effortlessly down the length of his engorged shaft, admiring its girth in the passing headlights. ‘That’s a big fucking cock!’ she gasped, preparing herself for the next attempt.

The old man grinned down at her, still working his hips against her hand, giving himself all the pleasure he could, ‘Yeah, he smiled, we’ve all got big ones!’

A shiver of excitement ran through the girl’s body and spasmed in her tight little pussy, barely concealed beneath her stretched thong.

From the shadows, a cluster of manly forms emerged, working their fists up and down equally impressive cocks as they stepped closer to her.

‘Oh my god!’ she gasped as the nearest figure reached over and pulled her head towards his crotch. There, a thick, muscular cock jutted from his boxers, already glossy with action. ‘Lick it baby.’ a deep voice commanded.

She offered her wet tongue to its underside and dragged it wetly along its length until she reached its tip with a grin, ‘Like that baby?’ she cooed. But before he could answer, another hand pulled her head towards another crotch where her mouth was filled with an urgently thrusting cock. The man above her was moaning as he pushed half his length into her mouth.

‘Now, now, boys!’ the old man said, ‘let's give her a chance, she’s trying her best…’

The shadowed figures stood her up and clustered closely around her, pressing their bodies and their stiff cocks against her body. Her hands were directed to two thick, throbbing members that immediately began to thrust their juicy lengths into her open fists. Another two cocks were rubbing themselves against her smooth bottom, her dress yanked unceremoniously up over her waist. She felt another cock being stuffed under her thong, using it as a clamp to wank against. Mouths were kissing and nibbling her neck and ears, while others were searching for her pert little tits. The old man stood before her, still stroking his throbbing meat. His eyes devoured her as hands and mouths and cocks used her body for their pleasure. He reached forward and jerked down her dress, letting her tits bounce free, straight into the waiting, sucking mouths of those filthy old men. She had been ambushed by the nice face of the man, and now she was being ravaged by his randy mates.

She reached down, her pussy felt strange. Her body was being pulled this way and that as each man jostled to rub himself against her, to use her soft skin to wank against. She touched her pussy, it was sopping wet, her juices flooding her thong and running down her thighs…..

The old man stepped forward now, guiding his cock, as thick as her arm, between the cleft of her soft inner thighs…. ‘Tell us to stop if you want to baby.’ he moaned in her ear as he reached around and took her buttocks in each hand. He bent his knees a little, positioning himself perfectly, and then pushed.

She moaned loudly as his immense member slid across her pussy lips and protruded beyond her cheeks, to where the old man’s hands clamped it tight between her ass. ‘Fuck yeah…’ he gasped, ‘Shes fucking wet!’

He withdrew his shaft until just his throbbing head remained, pulsing against her hot, hard, clit. Then he thrust again, pulling her pussy along his thick length, rubbing her in all the right places along his pipe.

She moaned again, an uncontrollable moan that escaped from her mouth . The mouths on her nipples sucked harder and the cocks in her slippery hands pumped wildly as the old man began to thrust. He built up a rhythm and long, powerful pumping as his magnificent cock worked its magic between her legs. She was totally as his mercy, a well lubricated fucktoy, designed to accommodate his perfectly thrusting dick.

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The Gardeners

The noise of a lawnmower and shears wafted in through the open back door as she dialled her husbands number on the phone.

The hot summer day had made her horny, the two young gardeners, their bronzed muscular bodies glistening with sweat had made her stop and look. For several minutes she had paused on the upstairs landing, watching them at work as she pressed her mound against the balustrade - imagining...

She had even changed into an unnecessarily tight skirt and heels to take them a cold drink, loving the way their eyes followed her movements and unashamedly traced the outlines of her body as she made small talk.

She had returned to the shade of the living room, ensuring a clear view from the garden to the chair she reclined in.

Her husband answered the phone and they began a conversation- small talk with an undertone of teasing and innuendo from her. As she spoke and giggled, she hooked her knees over the arms of the chair to expose her damp panties stretched tightly over her hot pussy.

“I wish you were here honey” she teased as she pulled a thick dildo from beneath the cushion, “I need a good seeing too baby”.

A male voice murmured something on the other end of the phone and she giggled, pulling her panties aside and running her thick toy up and down her juicy slit.

The incessant noise of the lawnmower stopped outside and she watched the door as she pushed the head of the plastic cock into herself with a loud moan for her husband.

“Mmm yes baby, it’s very thick” she cooed as she spread her pussy wide with deep thrusts.

She watched as the young muscular gardeners walked through the open back door and into the kitchen.... she heard the tap run and the clink of glasses and the murmur of voices as they refreshed themselves.

She pushed her thick toy into her wet pussy as she moaned and teased her husband “I’m so horny baby, maybe I should invite those two gardeners in and take advantage of their hard young bodies?”

She worked the dildo in and out of her wet hole as she said it.... looking hopefully towards the doorway. She

Moaned - purposely loudly, waiting for the inevitable to happen.

“Yes baby, this weather is making me feel very filthy.... I want to suck on a thick piece of meat and make it cum”

She spread her thighs even wider as the penetrating toy began to work its magic...

Two bronzes faces appeared - slightly nervously at the door; the gardeners had taken the bait. She held them with her eyes as she took the fat dildo from her pussy and licked it from root to tip....

“What would they do to me baby” she cooed to her husband, “ I bet they’d fuck me like animals if they got a chance...”

Her husbands voice mumbled in the distance as she beckoned the young men over to her....

They approached- more confidently now, their shorts tightly showing the form of their stiff cocks trapped beneath.

She licked her lips for them as they stood either side of her, straining crotches at eye level to her....

“I bet they’d make me suck on their hard cocks baby..” she moaned as she pushed her toy back inside her hot pussy....

The boys unbuttoned their shorts and pulled their tight boxers down, letting their swollen cocks spring from their confines....

“Mmmm fuck baby, I bet they’ve got big cocks too” she gasped as she opened her mouth and stretched out her pink tongue...

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The Boss

The text was simple enough.... “we’re at the office.... take the stairs”.

Her heart raced as she excitedly left the bar and stepped into the busy nighttime street.

This was the first text he had sent her - ever. She thought she could guess what it meant- but then again, maybe she had it all wrong?

He had been her boss for a couple of years. Side by side in glass fronted offices in a corridor of offices on the 4th floor of the modern building.

He was always crisply dressed, suit, handmade shoes, silk tie and expensive watches. He worked hard all day - ultimately professional towards her - almost oblivious to her. His reputation for working late preceded him, often leaving the office many hours after the staff had left.

She hurried along the street and swiped her entry to the office lobby. The text had said to take the stairs.... the lift would make too much noise? She opened the stairwell door and began her 4 storey climb.

When had his behaviour first grabbed her attention? Oh yes- a year ago. She had gone to the bar with friends after work and only then realised she had left her handbag in the office. After a few drinks she had made her way back to the office. Few lights were on as she hurried out of the lift and grabbed her bag from her draw. About to leave again, she had heard something from his office next door - something she couldn’t put her finger on...

In the corridor she popped her head around the corner, expecting to give him a brief wave and good night through the glass - but an altogether unexpected scene met her flitting gaze...

He was standing at his desk, sideways on to her, his laptop open. As she soaked up the scene she became immediately aware of his hand pumping back and forth on his long thick cock jutting rudely from his unzipped trousers. His eyes were fixed on his screen where a group of muscular guys were taking turns fucking a bleached blonde starlet in her tiny skirt and heels... his hand gripped his throbbing slippery shaft firmly as he pumped harder and harder - mimicking the tempo of the screen sluts mouth as it slid up and down one of the cocks on screen...

She knew it was wrong, standing there, watching this private moment of lust, but she couldn’t help it...

Her boss moaned - letting fly a tirade of filthy language as the first of several thick jets of spunk lazily arched from the purple swollen head of his dick, splashing heavily across his desk to the carpet beyond.

She darted away with the image of his fist and cock hanging with pearly white strings of cum in her mind.

That night she had woken to realise she had dreamed the event again and had made herself cum with her fingers in just a couple of minutes while imagining kneeling before his mighty spunking cock...

From that night she had taken more interest in his nightly work habits. Noticing when his desk was cleaner than usual or his suit was different.

Strangely, he had seemed to suddenly notice her too - sometimes even commenting on her clothes or asking her where she drank after work. It was his second line of questions that let to the second event. As she started on the third flight of stairs she re-ran how it had come about. ....

Upon discovering she didn’t drink with any others from the office, he unexpectedly showed up at the bar she was in late one Friday night. She had immediately seen him enter - looking suave and very attractive. Their eyes had met briefly and he had even allowed himself a quick smile.

He sat at the bar and ordered a martini as she continued her girly conversation with her friends. For some reason she didn’t announce him as her boss, but he was quickly noticed by her friends - all of whom judged pretty quickly that he was a fine example of an older man - and attractive. The conversation quickly turned to who amongst them would “do him” if they could...

Her oldest friend Charlotte announced that she would happily fuck him and show him what a younger woman could do!!!!

The night wore on and Charlotte had finally plucked up courage to talk to him. The girls all watched and giggled as she sat beside him. Very quickly Charlotte and the man had left the bar together and headed to the toilets. She had felt a pang of excitement and jealousy and after a few minutes was “persuaded” to go and find out what was going on.

On quietly entering the ladies toilets, she had seen Charlotte’s heels poking out from a cubicle door. Peering into a mirror opposite, she had seen him standing in the cubicle - trousers around his ankles, his strong hands grasping Charlotte’s head as it bobbed back and forth on his hidden cock. He was moaning and pumping his hips with abandon into Charlotte’s face - and in that instant his eyes caught her in the mirror. He fixed her gaze, forced Charlotte’s head onto his cock and moaned “swallow my spunk you dirty slut” as he unleashed a torrent of it down her throat....

She hurried back to the bar and her friends, knowing that her tight panties were wet.... remembering the scene and knowing his words had been for her.

She reached the 4th floor.

The corridor was dark but halfway along the unmistakable glare of his office lights shone into the blackness. Even now she could turn back - she didn’t have to go on.... the tingling wetness trapped behind the cotton of her panties made her.

After the “Charlotte “ incident he had made a point of visiting her bar and blatantly picking up women - leading them to the bathroom - knowing that she would follow and see them.

She had stood in the cubicle next door - listening to them fucking and sucking, hearing him talk to them in the same unashamedly filthy tones - heard him grunt and moan as he emptied his spunk filled balls over them and in them. He had known she was there - the words and the filth were for her.

Tonight had been a bit different. He had turned up later than usual - immediately spotting a group of younger women - they couldn’t have been older than 19 or 20. All dressed for the clubs later - insane heels, tiny dresses or super tight leggings - blondes and brunettes. They were already loud and very tipsy when he arrived and gravitated towards him and his bottle of champagne. He seemed to be celebrating and they wanted a part of it.

They giggled and laughed as he whispered things in their ears, touching knees and arms as he spoke. A second bottle of champagne saw one of the girls begin to whisper in his ear, stroking his thighs. Her friends had found it outrageously comical - she was flirting with a dirty old man - a handsome one - but “old” in their eyes. The girl was wearing a tiny pleated mini skirt, black patent heels and a tight cashmere sweater that hugged her round tight tits. Just a few minutes later they had left together- her friends jeering and clapping as she turned to wink at them...

It was only a minute later that the text had pinged in her phone...

“We’re at the office.... take the stairs”

She cautiously walked down the dark corridor. The office light spilled onto the corporate carpet. She stopped just out of the lights reach and listened.

They were in there, she was giggling and finding him too funny. They were both there for one thing...

She risked a peek around the edge of the glass. The girl was wandering around his office, talking to him over her shoulder... bending at the waist to “look” at his desk, the shelves, out of the dark window. Every bend showed a flash of a white thong pulled tightly between her smooth legs. She giggled “so, dirty old man! Where’s this thing you were going to show me?”

He was standing at his chair, a huge bulge clearly visible in his straining trousers...

She spoke again, teetering closer to the desk until she was perched on it right in front of him, “you can’t call me a dirty little cocktease, and then not show me” she looked up at him, smiling and licking her lips... slowly she spread her legs wide, her thighs pulling the tiny skirt up to reveal her lace covered pussy.... “you said I’d be impressed” she teased, stroking a finger up the front of her panties and licking it like a cock....

In the corridor, she crept closer - getting a better view... the lights in the office turned the glazed wall into a mirror for the couple, with the darkness of the corridor behind protecting her from their gaze...

He reached down to the girls tight panties- stroking her mound and feeling the waxed skin at the edge of the elastic.

“Dirty old man” she smiled, opening her legs a little wider.

He hooked his fingers inside the elastic and stroked his strong fingers beneath..

“You’re wet....” he smiled... “you like the idea of getting fucked by a dirty old man don’t you...”

The girl gasped as he pushed his fingers inside her - working them in and out of her sopping pussy. She pushed her hips onto his pumping fingers - holding his arm - keeping his fingers in just the right place for her pleasure. She moaned - lifting her skirt up with her other hand so she could watch his hand give her pleasure...

In the corridor she pushed her own hand down inside her own damp panties and began to rub her moist pussy.... stretching the thin fabric forward to give her fingers room for the job. She was already wet - desperately wet.

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Five Minutes

He peered out of the window with a clear view of the street all the way down to the shops.

“How long will she be?” He said, edging his legs a little wider on the stool...

A muffled comment rose up from between his legs...

“How long?” He said, looking down at the blonde ponytail bobbing up and down vigorously in his lap.

He grasped a fistful of hair and pulled her sucking mouth off his swollen shaft, looking her in the eye as strings of drool stretched from her crimson lipped mouth to the head of his cock.

She gasped.... still teasing his head with her tongue... “ not long” she laughed.

She gripped his thick meat in her small hand, licking it up and down with broad lashes of her tongue... “I reckon you’ve only got 5 minutes before she’s back” she giggled.

He pulled her head back and kissed her - tasting himself on her lips... “mmmm” he grunted, “you’d better get on with it then” he whispered as he pushed her head back onto his throbbing cock with a moan of pleasure. He worked her sucking mouth up and down his slippery shaft - feeling his balls tighten.

Her hand reached pulled his pants down to his ankles and pushed his knees wide apart making his cock rear angrily towards the ceiling. She cupped and stroked his balls as her mouth worked on his purple shiny head, teasing the spunk up his shaft...

“Fuck”..... he moaned, “suck that cock bitch” he grunted, and began to pump himself into her hot mouth as her forced her head downwards with strong hands....

His eyes glanced at the road again.... an attractive woman in a tight skirt and heels was halfway back up the road from the shop, a carton of milk in her hands.... she looked towards the house and waved...

he waved back with his free hand as he felt his balls squeeze a gallon of cum up his cock and into the sucking mouth clamped over the end of his cock. Spurt after spurt of hot thick cum flooded her mouth and throat and ran down her chin. She looked up at him and made a show of swallowing it all while he watched... she laughed a cheeky laugh... “dirty old man” she chirped.

“Your mums home” he grunted as the sound of a key finding the front door lock echoed down the hallway.

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Home At last

He pulled into his road after a long drive. It was late and he knew he would surprise his wife. She wasn’t expecting him home for another day, but he had rushed through his meetings and managed to get away a whole day before he was expected.

It was dark as he cruised slowly towards the gateway to his drive, but the headlights of his car showed an unexpected scene. The normally quiet road was crowded with parked cars. They were jammed together, mounting the kerb and crammed into the entrance to his drive, blocking the gates.

He slowed down to look up the drive towards the lit house beyond. There, in the cast light beyond he could make out the figures of men gathered around the front door which was open.

Parking the car quickly, he made his way back to his house, and squeezed past the still warm cars, walking up his drive very confused.

“It must be a party,” he thought. But something was telling him it was not. The “guests” were all men, all young, all fit, and they were gathered in groups, laughing boisterously and jostling to push into the house.

Quietly, he joined a group of guys ahead of him, and was quickly surrounded by another group walking up from behind. It seemed that most people didn’t know each other. They were here for something…. A message on facebook had triggered an event - but what it was he couldn’t work out.

The mob entered the house and were guided left into the kitchen by a guy waving his arms and smiling.

“Beers are in here guys” he was shouting. “Then make your way through to the living room” he laughed. “She’s on form tonight!!” he grinned.

The group split in the kitchen and grabbed beers, then made their way through to the living room, swigging and spilling beer as they went.

He could hear something ahead, beyond the tall shoulder line of jostling bodies, and through the living room doors. There were noises coming from the room beyond, and jeering and…… grunts.

His group pushed into the living room. The place smelt of bodies and cock. The TV was bright, and its huge screen showed a tight bodied, busty “schoolgirl” kneeling on a sofa, her bottom exposed - her frilly skirt pushed up over her firm ass, a huge cocked black man was pounding her from behind while she desperately pushed her stretched mouth over the head of another rearing cock jutting from the crotch of a guy sprawled on the sofa. The sound of her grunts and moans filled the room, and standing around the screen, at least four guys stood, their angry purple cocks jutting towards the filth on the screen as they stroked their thick lengths.

His cock twitched, but his attention was drawn to the other side of the room. There, around his sofa, a crowd was gathered. Several more men, mostly naked, were gathered around something he couldn’t see. As he watched, a guy broke from the group, clutching his spent cock, spunk trailing from its swollen end as he grabbed it in his fist and wandered back over to the TV. The sound of a woman moaning was coming from the group, and he moved towards the gap left by the spent man, his cock now hard in his pants, forcing its way to his belt.

The men were jeering, and pushing each other, jostling to get position. He peered past a broad shouldered man in front of him who was starting to squat, clenching his buttocks in thrusting spasms. There, blindfolded, sitting on the edge of the sofa, dressed in an obscenely tight schoolgirl costume, his wife perched, her mouth open wide, gasping, as the big cocked bastard thrust into her mouth…..

“She fucking loves it” the guys were grunting, as each of them pulled her head this way and that, thrusting their rigid cocks into her sucking mouth. Her hands were furiously pumping the cocks she wasn’t sucking, her legs spread wide as two guys hands fingered her wet pussy.

He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. His wife was behaving like a total slut, sucking on all those cocks, he should be furious, but his dick was twitching violently at the scene before him, and a large wet patch was spreading across the crotch of his tightly stretched trousers.

“Ugghhh, i’m fucking cumming” one of the guys moaned, as her grabbed her ponytail and started wanking himself into her scarlet lipped mouth.

“Give it to me baby” she cooed, as his cock erupted several thick ropes of pearly white cum across her tongue.

She swallowed it all and sucked his raging cock until he pulled away in semi agony…. Clutching his shaft and saying “she sucks like a fucking pro man”.

Others began to pump her mouth again, holding her head still as they drove their thick shafts into her moaning face. She lay back on the sofa, spreading her legs wide, her platform heels pointing to the ceiling as guys on either side grabbed her ankles and held her open. A guy’s head dropped between her legs and her moans and pushing hips testified to his mouth working on her swollen clit.

He stood - rooted to the spot, and suddenly realised, his huge cock was in his hand, his trousers pulled open, and strings of precum trailing down his trousers as he pulled at his thick length. A strong hand pushed him aside as a tall muscular guy climbed onto the sofa, straddling his wife’s face, and with a strong fist gripping his huge cock, guided it into his wife’s gasping mouth. He immediately started to fuck her face with powerful strokes, grunting like an animal as he did so. Beneath his strong body, her hands reached through to grab his clenching buttock, pulling his shaft right into her throat…. Her muffled grunts reached a climax as her licked pussy quivered in orgasm…. she sucked harder and harder until the guy pounding her mouth suddenly moaned like a wounded animal, and unleashed a torrent of hot sperm down her throat.

His cock was now beyond hard, it shone and glistened, perfectly swollen with blood as he watched his slut wife make cock after cock spill their loads for her.

The guy licking her out was roughly pulled out of the way and replaced by a thick cocked young man who began rubbing his meat up and down the slick groove of her pussy…. Others pushed her legs back against the sofa back - exposing her pussing to his monster cock. He nudged his purple shining head against her wet hole and eased all 8 inches of himself deep inside her… Her screams of pleasure drowned out the porn on the TV and brought the remaining wanking guys over. They all stood around, watching her take that fat cock right to the hilt. The guy fucking her began to build up a savage tempo, pounding her balls-deep with strong rhythmic thrusts…

His wife was being fucked good and deep by a complete stranger and it just made him hornier. He was nudged by a guy to his side who was wanking his spent cock back to life… “fuck her mouth man” he said, nodding towards her gaping red lipped mouth. More hands nudged him from behind and he stumbled forward, climbing onto the sofa and positioning himself - squatting in front of her face. His huge angry cock twitched just inches from his wifes spunk splattered face, trailing precum all over her tits and neck. She sensed the new cock before her and dragged her long tongue along the underside of his shining head. Her whole body was being pounded into the sofa by the thrusting cock inside her, and her head involuntarily bobbed back and forth. “Oh my God!” she groaned, “fuck me with that cock!” she encouraged the fit young guy between her legs….

That was too much for him, listening to his wife cumming on that young stud, he pushed his hips forward, feeling his massive cock engulfed by her sucking moaning mouth…. She grunted with surprise as he pumped her delicious mouth with deep thrusts. He was going to explode…. He couldn’t stop it, the spunk was boiling in his swollen balls and desperate to fill her mouth.

Suddenly, behind him, the crowd started shouting and jeering, “yeah, fuck her ass! - go on, give it to her good” as the young stud now pushed his slippery cock deep inside her tight asshole.

He felt his wifes rampant moans as she sucked on him, she was whimpering and grunting like a slut - pinned to the sofa by two merciless cocks. She reached up to grab his buttocks and with violent force, pulled the last three inches of his pumping cock right into the back of her throat. He felt her pull again as a desperate orgasm ripped through her body and his cock pushed into her throat…. He grunted, unable to escape her sucking orgasmic mouth and exploded spurt after spurt of hot seed into her throat…. Twitching violently against her moaning face as he emptied his balls completely.

He pulled out, completely spent, and staggered from the sofa as more guys stepped in and turned his wife onto her hands and knees. He stood, nursing his milked cock as his wife straddled one thick cock, riding it with abandon, while another guy pushed himself into her ass from behind. She squealed, arching her back to let them both fuck her deep, her squealing mouth was immediately filled with stiff dick - as she was made airtight by hard meat.

He looked away, his cock hardening again, and made his way to the TV…… this was going to be a long night.

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Confession

She sat in the dark polished wood cubicle and drew the red curtain closed behind her. In the silence she heard the squeak of a wooden door open and close, and felt the weight of a body sit in the adjoining cubicle. A wooden shutter slid back from the lattice grille and she could make out the shadow of a large man beyond the fragile wall.

“Forgive me Father, for I have sinned” she said in a low voice, adjusting the short skirt over her thighs.

A deep voice spoke from the grille.”How long is it since your last confession my child?”

“A month, Father, I have tried to be good since then……

There was a pause. The sound of moving fabric and the shuffle of weight on a simple wooden seat found her ears.

The deep voice spoke again. “When did this last transgression occur. my child?”

“Yesterday , Father. I was on the way home…. On the bus.”

“The bus?” his voice enquired… “What time was this?”

“It was later than usual, Father, I was delayed after my evening class”, she hesitated, her eyes wandering to the grille. Something was different this time, usually the holes were pitch dark, but today a light from above was illuminating a small part of the interior and she could make out the folds of a habit in the lap of the unseen man.

“Tell me what happened, my child” the voice offered.

Slowly, she began to unravel the incident of the previous day. “I got on the later bus, it was busy and I had to squeeze between lots of people to find a place to stand. I was holding onto a rail in the centre of the bus and realised I was surrounded by men. They were all looking at me….

“What do you mean, my Child?

“I didn’t feel very comfortable” she said, “they were all older men, and they smiled, but I didn’t like the way they smiled”. “As I stood there, I felt them press closer to me” she said.

“What were you wearing? The voice asked…

“I was wearing this skirt and this top” she said, standing up and showing herself to the invisible man. Her skirt barely covered her round buttocks and her top hugged her firm breasts. She sat down again and glanced through the grille to the illuminated patch of cloth. It moved, twitching several times to form a tent of folds.

“What happened next , my Child?

“I felt a hand touch my bottom through my skirt” she said, “I reached backwards to stop it but I couldn’t push it away. It was strong and rough. I looked round, but there were several men and they were all looking in different directions - I couldn’t see who was doing it. The men moved even closer - till I was surrounded by them”.

“Did you recognise any of them my child?” the voice asked.

“No” she said, “but i think some of them might have been the ones….. The men that did the bad things….. Last time”. She squirmed slightly on the bench, feeling her pussy involuntarily moisten as she remembered fleeting glimpses of her last confession.

“What happened next, my child?”

“I felt lots of hands on my bottom” she said, “they were lifting my skirt and stroking my panties…. I tried to wriggle forward, but more hands reached from the front, rubbing me….. Down there….” she whispered in a trembling voice.

“Why didn’t you fight them off, my child?” the voice accused.

“I did try” she flashed, “but there were so many of them, everywhere I moved to, another hand was waiting to touch me. They started pulling at my panties, trying to pull them down, while more strong fingers pushed between my legs and touched my…..” she paused.

“How did it make you feel, my child?” the deep voice - cracked a little.

“It felt……” she paused, unsure of what to say…. “It felt wrong” she negotiated.

“Wrong?” the voice returned. “Did it feel nice?”

“Well”, she stuttered, “yes - sort of” she said softly.

“Did any of the men speak?” the voice said…

“Yes” she offered, “they said bad things to me - things that are wrong”

“What did they say? - you must tell me all the bad things they said to you - God is listening”.

She paused - remembering their voices and the disgusting things they said as they groped her tight body…

“They said I was a bad girl for letting them touch me…… they called me…. A dirty little slut….. They said they were going to teach me a lesson with their…… cocks”

A shuffling noise came through the grille “continue my child, what did they do?”

She paused….. She couldn’t explain it, but she was tingling between her legs as she thought of those rough dirty men doing whatever they wanted to her… “They were pressed close all around me and I couldn't stop their groping hands. Strong firm hands pushed me forward while grabbing my waist so I bent into their bodies. I couldn’t move. I could see their hands unzipping their trousers and pulling out……” she stopped.

“You must confess my child, you must confess everything to God, every detail” his voice urged, a slight quiver running through his words.

“They pulled out their cocks……. They were big and very hard, they gripped them in their fists and aimed them at my face, I didn’t know what to do… I felt something hot and hard push between my legs, it slid backwards and forwards between my thighs. I tried to stop it, I clenched my legs tightly together to stop it but the man grunted and pushed it even harder - it lifted me off my feet and then suddenly it was slipping back and forth easily - something was wet down there…. The man behind me was grunting and saying dirty things to his friends…”

“What did he say my Child? - repeat every word”.

“He said I he was going to fuck me - he was going to teach me a lesson, and that they could, they could have my mouth.”

She thought she heard a quiet grunt from behind the grille. Her eyes could see the fabric of his habit heaped up in his lap, and it was rhythmically pulsing up and down. Instinctively she continued, watching the fabric rise and fall. “Strong hands grabbed my hair and pulled my face towards the nearest man's cock. I couldn’t see his face but I could hear him. He told me to open wide, I refused, but he pressed his disgusting thing against my lips and started to push it hard - trying to force it in my mouth. Suddenly, the man behind me stopped rubbing himself against my thighs and I felt it nudging against my secret place...it was so huge that i gasped and the dirty man in front pushed his cock into my open mouth.

“How did that feel my Child?”

“Oh it was disgusting, it was hard and warm and salty and slippery and he pushed it in and out until i dribbled his disgusting juice down my chin”.

“Did you not like it at all?” the deep voice asked, and she could see the folds of his habit begin to open, pushed from beneath by the pulsating, jutting thing.

“It was wrong and very hard and smelt of…. Man.” she whispered. “They all began to push themselves into my mouth, one after the other, different sizes and tastes, they were jeering and thrusting until my face was slippery with their mess. I tried to protest, but every time I opened my mouth another one pushed in and began to thrust urgently. I was suddenly impaled from behind. Something huge and thick pushed right inside me and i gasped, trying to look behind to see what it was. It was stretching me...I felt sort of stuffed as it pushed harder and faster into my private place. Hands lifted me off the ground and held me face down while man after man pushed himself into me. I felt strange……

“How did you feel my Child?” through the grille, the fabric slid off the jutting thing - allowing a strong glistening cock to rear skyward, throbbing and oozing a clear river of juice.

She looked at it, proudly standing there, twitching for her and continued “It felt...dirty and disgusting and filthy and wrong… but.... It felt nice. They pushed and pushed until I felt hot jets of something sticky burst inside me, the men were grunting like animals and helping me to eat their dirty warm jets, aiming them into my open mouth and across my face. My confession Father… is that… I liked it.

As she watched the huge glistening member through the grille twitched violently and sent jet after jet of thick white cum lazily into the air, splashing on the ceiling of the cubicle and all over the woven fabric in his lap.

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Dirty Old Man Part 3

He pulled his cock out and stood up, it hung like a heavy sausage, dripping with her juices, still twitching and now thicker than ever. The girl crawled away on all fours, trembling and moaning. His step daughter walked over to the table where the porn movie was still playing. On the screen the girl was on her knees taking load after load of cum from the gang of old men. They were standing over her, stroking thick loads of cum all over her face and into her mouth. His step daughter bent over the table, showing her tightly wrapped ass to him and watched the movie. He staggered behind her, lifting his cock to sit in the cleft of her tight buttocks, and started to rub it back and forth, leaving a trail of juice on her glossy leggings. She looked over her shoulder at him and licked her lips, “I’m gonna tell mum what a filthy pervert you are, watching young girls getting fucked online and sticking your thick old cock up my friends pussy” and she pushed back against his thrusts until the head of his cock touched the small of her back.

“I’ll do anything you ask” he grunted, enjoying the feeling of his meat against her bottom, “you can’t tell her”.

She reached back and ran her finger along the tip of his member, and taking it to her mouth she licked his precum off her finger. “I'm sure we can work something out” she grinned, “how about you fuck me with that thing whenever I need it?”

He nodded, squeezing her buttocks around his fat cock and thrusting harder and harder…. He was gonna come so hard, she had no idea what was waiting for her.

Her friend, recovered from her fucking, joined them, leaning over to lick the head of his slippery cock as it thrust out from beneath his step daughter’s buttocks.

“Fuck yeah” he grunted, “you’re both gonna get it now”. He pumped furiously a few more strokes, then pulled back and yanked down her sticky leggings, releasing her young ass from its confines. Pushing her heels roughly apart with his feet, he grabbed her buttocks and spread them wide with his strong hands, exposing her damp tiny pink thong stretched over her pussy. Her friend stretched it to one side, and ran her fingers up and down her pussy, “Dirty bitch, she’s ready for you” she cooed, showing him her glistening fingers.

He nudged his oozing hardness against the smooth pussy, and pushed half of his length into her in a single thrust.

His step daughter moaned, arching her back to allow his girth to fit deep inside her, “Yes Daddy, take it good and hard” she teased, spreading her heels as wide as they could go. He pulled out, demanding her silence, “You gonna tell you’re mum?” he threatened, then thrust his full engorged length deep into her and stirred it deep inside her. She moaned like an animal “I won’t tell Daddy”, and then squealed as he started to pound her savagely like a beast. She reached round to spread her ass cheeks wide as he took her mercilessly, he was fucking her like one of those sluts on the movies he wanked off to. “Fuck you’re so tight baby, he grunted, feeling her pussy suck on his cock with each thrust.

He was close, he could feel his balls swelling with urgent spunk - desperate to squirt inside her. He grabbed her friend's ponytail and pulled her head down towards his bucking hips. Holding it there, he pulled out of his step daughter’s pussy and thrust into her friend’s open mouth, taking turns with their willing holes until he felt he could cum at any point. A guttural moan told him his step daughter was cumming hard and he felt her pussy spasm on his dick with violent energy. He pulled out, on the brink of orgasm himself, allowing her friend to lick and suck his dripping shaft clean.

He knew what he wanted, and reaching forward he grabbed her moaning head by the hair and pulled it back so she was entirely in his control. He pumped her friend's mouth deep and hard, then pulling out, he gripped his dick and forced its head against his step daughter’s tight asshole. She gasped and turned, catching the look on his face “Oh my God! You dirty bastard!” she grunted as he forced himself into her tight ass, pushing and stretching her until his balls hit her pussy. Her friend excitedly climbed onto the table and spread her legs in front of her face, saying “he’s gonna fuck you good…… eat my pussy as you cum on his cock”, and she pulled her open gasping mouth onto her pussy with a wiggle of pleasure.

Spitting on his shaft, he pumped her with long hard deep strokes until she came, her juices flooding from her pussy onto the floor, her body rigid and bucking beneath his weight and thrusting meat. With a final savage thrust, his balls released a torrent of hot spunk than exploded into her ass, filling her up as he grunted and moaned like an animal into her friend’s quivering pussy.

An hour later, the girls had left for the club, and he settled down with a beer to watch a movie...

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Dirty Old Man Part 2

His cock felt amazing, and the sight of the girl slurping and working hard to fit her mouth around it made his balls tingle. His thighs opened wider involuntarily as his strong buttocks clenched with each delicious thrust. He grunted, pulsing his cock, filling her mouth with clear warm precum. The girl moaned a filthy moan of enjoyment as he felt her swallow his hot nectar. She looked up at him, pulling his huge meat from her hot mouth and letting strings of precum dribble down her chin. “Ooh you filthy bastard, fucking a young girl’s mouth like that” she teased.

He was gasping now, his cock twitching above her face, his clear juices oozing down its slippery shaft.

“ I can see why she wants to suck you off” she smiled, her eyes looking past his muscular thigh to the room behind as she licked the underside of his shaft from root to tip like the girl in the porn movie still playing on the screen.

“Who?” he grunted, watching her tongue teasing more precum from his swollen glistening head.

Suddenly he felt two hands on his clenched buttocks, stroking and caressing his tensed flesh. Half turning with surprise, he looked down into the eyes of his step daughter who was standing behind him.

“Fuck!” he whispered, and momentarily panicked, his cock springing out of her friends grasp. “Please don’t tell your mum” he pleaded, reaching feebly for his trousers in a vain attempt to hide his throbbing meat.

His stepdaughter stopped his hands and reached for his cock, admiring it with slow long strokes that made it get visibly thicker. It looked like it would burst.

Her friend giggled “Oh my God, look at the size of it now!, I think he fancies you” she grinned, her chin glistening with his salty man juice.

His step daughter pointed his angry meat towards her friend's mouth and wanked it slowly, producing a long string of precum that trailed like silk towards the floor. “Suck on him” she said in a voice he’d never heard before. Her friend opened her mouth and offered it to his dick, pushing her head down onto his thick shaft to engulf half of his length.

He groaned a desperate animal groan as he watched his cock engulfed by her sucking mouth. His step daughter moved to the side and, still slowly stroking his throbbing shaft with one hand, reached to grab her friend's ponytail with the other. She made her friend suck deeper with each stroke, controlling the depth of her mouth with a firm grip on her hair.

He could see her now, in her clubbing outfit. She was wearing very high white heels and a pair of black shiny leggings that showed the shape of her tight young body off. A tight pink crop top outlined her jutting tits and hard nipples. She looked up at him, and moving behind her friend, let go of his cock and cradled her head in both hands. “Fuck her mouth “Daddy”” she commanded in soft tones, “she’s gonna take it all like a good little cocktease”

His cock twitched violently in her mouth, unleashing a torrent of precum and he positioned himself, straddling her pretty face, as he began to pump her hot mouth with short strokes. “Jesus” he grunted, watching the girl’s lips as his pumping cock parted her lips. He looked into his stepdaughter’s eyes as he began to thrust with more vigour. She made a show of holding her friend’s ponytail with both hands and pushed it to meet each of his thrusts….. “Fuck her pretty mouth Daddy” she moaned and bent forward to run her tongue across his open gasping mouth……

He groaned and pushed harder into the sucking mouth beneath him to reach his step daughter's face, kissing her through his grunts as his balls tightened in pleasure.

She squirmed, pulling away and dragging her friend’s mouth off his cock just before his cock exploded. He moaned, looking urgently towards his throbbing shaft, as a single jet of hot white spunk erupted from his purple swollen head and splashed across her friend's chin. “Fuck!” he whimpered, “I nearly fucking came”. His cock was twitching violently and one more touch or lick would make it explode cum all over them both.

His step daughter pulled her friend to her feet and with a cheeky wink at him, began to lick the thick streak of cum off her chin and neck as her fingers reached under her tiny skirt and found her wet dripping pussy. Her friend moaned and worked her hips towards her fingers, pushing down on them until she trembled on her heels.

“I think you’d better fuck her Daddy” said his step daughter, pulling her to her knees and lifting the pleats of her tiny skirt to expose her round tight ass. Cock in hand he obeyed, kicking off his jeans and squatting over her upturned ass and glistening pussy. He gripped his thick shaft in his fist and aimed it at her hole, then nudged her wet lips, rubbing it up and down the groove of her pussy, spreading his juices with hers with strong sweeps of his dick. She moaned and turned her head to look at him with lust in her eyes, “fuck me hard old man” she moaned.

With a powerful thrust and a groan of desperation, he pushed his thickness into her wetness as far as it would go, feeling his tight balls slap against her.

“Oh my God! Yes!” She screamed as he roughly grabbed her hips with one hand and her ponytail with his other and began to drive his hard cock in and out of her pussy with deep savage thrusts. The impact of his groin against her upturned ass splayed her legs with each thrust and she moaned louder and louder as an indecent climax tore through her young ripe body. He was working hard, pumping her full of hot meat and grunting into her ear as he did it “This is what you want baby? Old man cock up your tight pussy?”

His step daughter was standing now, her hands in her leggings playing with herself as she watched her friend take hard cock like a slut. She crouched, rubbing herself frantically and whispered in his ear “Fuck her like you want to fuck me Daddy”. He sped up, pounding her mercilessly, impaling her on his cock until she moaned and screamed with another filthy orgasm, squirting her juice all over his cock and carpet in a trembling wreck.

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Dirty Old Man pt1

He sat down heavily on the sofa. He was relieved his day was over and he had now had some time to himself. His wife was away for a girly weekend with friends, and his step daughter was celebrating the end of her exams in town and not expected back until morning.

He had eaten a takeaway, downed a few beers and was now looking forward to a long night watching movies and undoubtedly some porn. He was sexually frustrated at the moment, His wife was going through a bad time at work and was never in the mood. He managed the occasional furtive wank in the shower and had even stopped in a layby on the way home to give his cock the attention it needed. His step daughter didn’t help either. She was at that age where she was discovering boys and was dressing more and more inappropriately when she went out. More than once he had “caught” her trying on outfits around the house. He didn’t know where to look sometimes, skirts that hugged the bottom of her young buttocks, and shoes that he had only seen strippers and pornstars wear, Little did she know that she was responsible for his raging hardons that lasted for hours on end. Tonight he would have the long relaxed wank he really needed.

He turned on his computer and searched for his usual porn sites. In his favourites he scanned for the movies that really got him going. They all inevitably involved young starlets being vigorously fucked by older men. He loved the ones where they looked out at the camera with big innocent eyes as they sucked the cum out of some lucky bastards cock. His cock twitched as he scanned the thumbnails.

He settled on a movie of a long legged girl in a tiny white skirt and heels who got more than she bargained for when she went to the garage. Settling back he pressed play and pulled open the buttons of his jeans. The laptop on his lap burst into life, showing the pornstar tottering into the garage. The light from the screen illuminated his rapidly swelling cock. The girl on the screen was up for anything as at least 5 guys began to touch and grope her cute body, pushing their fingers into her tiny thong and squeezing her tits.

His hand gripped his thick shaft as he watched her getting touched up by the much older guys. He stroked long strokes up and down his throbbing shaft, pulling and pushing his foreskin over the glistening head of his cock.

Suddenly, and to his horror, he heard voices and footsteps approaching the front door, and in an instant the noise of a key turning in the lock. He jumped up - desperately pushing his hot meat into the confines of his jeans, and shuffling towards the kitchen in a vague attempt to do something normal like make a cup of tea.

The door burst open, and in stumbled his step daughter and one of her friends chatting noisily and excitedly. He stood behind the counter so they couldn’t see the huge bulge in his trousers, but he took unexpected pleasure from pressing his hardness against the cupboard door as he did so.

“I thought you were out until tomorrow?” he casually smiled as he flicked on the kettle.

His stepdaughter briefly turned her attention towards him, clicking on her heels and pushing her skirt down her thighs to cover some of her bottom, “I am” she smiled, “just getting changed for the club!”

Her friend, a very confident and brash girl, laughed, “did we disturb your quiet night in Mr W? Aww, I bet he was planning a night of porn and wanking” and she accompanied the comment with a gestured blowjob, stroking her hand vigorously along an invisible cock towards her crimson lipped open mouth.

His cock twitched violently in his jeans and a warm flood of precum soaked the fabric of his crotch.

He felt himself blush as his step daughter trotted up the stairs to her room. Her friend grinned cheekily at him as she began to preen herself in the large mirror on the wall.

Pretending not to notice, he made tea and went through the motions of sorting out the kitchen as he carefully watched her at work. She was wearing a very short pleated black skirt which hugged the small of her back and flared out over her round ass. Even from where he was, he could see the crease of her buttocks as she leaned closer to the mirror to apply more lipstick. Her long legs balanced on black patent platform heels, the ankle straps reflecting the kitchen light. Her round tits were squeezed into a very tight white blouse that strained to contain them.

He leaned forward over the counter in an artificially relaxed way that allowed him to squeeze his throbbing cock without being seen as he soaked up the image before him. He really wanted to fuck her right there, pull her to her knees and force his sticky cock into her red mouth. Everything about her told him she would be really filthy.

Makeup finished, she arranged the rest of her clothing, and began chatting to him in the mirror.

“So, I hear you’ve got a big cock?”

He spluttered his tea in disbelief “What?” he replied.

“Your cock”, she said teasingly “she saw you coming out of the shower one morning and said it was massive” she nodded upstairs to his stepdaughter. “I’ve got a thing for older men with big cocks” she laughed, winking at him in the mirror.

He laughed, and risked an inappropriate comment, “dressed like that you’ll get every old man’s cock hard for a hundred miles around!” and he took his time to consume her body with his eyes - making no attempt to hide it. “Oooh cheeky old bastard” she teased, “you wouldn’t know what to do with it would you?” and made a show of flicking up the back of her skirt so he could see her firm young ass and white thong.

“Oh, I’d know exactly what to do with you, you little tease” he grunted, and rubbed his cock through his jeans with firm strokes - not caring if she saw.

She could see the movement of his upper arm and laughed, turning to face him as she pulled her hair up into a high ponytail, then opening her legs, she reached down and pulled up the front of her skirt, exposing her tiny thong stretched tightly over her mound. She looked him in the eyes and whispered “you want some of this young pussy don’t you old man?”

He nodded - his eyes surveying her tight body while his right hand worked his cock through the taught fabric of his jeans.

In the quiet of the room, a noise reached their ears. It was the noise of lust. Moaning and squealing of several male and one female voice. His head turned towards the sofa - and in a moment of panic - he realised his laptop was open and still playing!

The girl turned and realised in the same instant what was happening. They both ran towards the sofa, but she was nearer and triumphantly snatched up the computer as he arrived a moment later.

“What’s this?” she cooed, “mmm you are a dirty old man aren't you”.

He made a vain attempt to snap the screen shut, but she avoided it and began to watch the movie despite his weak objections. The girl in the movie was surrounded by older men, wanking their thick cocks against her face and taking turns pumping into her mouth, she was gasping and working hard to please them all.

“Oh my fucking God” she whispered, her eyes locked on the filthy images before her, “Look at all that cock”. She reached down and began to stroke her pussy through the fabric of her thong as she watched the girl being manhandled by several men until they could take turns pushing their cocks into her from both ends at once. “So this is what you get off to is it?” she smiled, “young girls getting fucked by old men?” She looked down at his crotch and raised her eyebrows at the sight of his huge bulge straining at the buttons of his jeans.

“Get it out then” she giggled, “I want to see if it’s as big as she said it was���, and she rubbed her pussy a little harder as she said it.

He looked over her shoulder towards the stairs, but his step daughter could still be heard upstairs opening drawers and wardrobes.

Slowly, he pulled at the front of his jeans, popping each button until they were open, then he reached in and pulled out his desperately swollen cock. It sprang forward, uncoiling its compressed length and filling with blood until it jutted towards her, 9 inches long and as thick as her wrist. A long trail of precum looped from his fist to the huge throbbing head.

“Bad man!” she gasped “I can see why she said she wanted to suck on it” .

She placed the laptop on the coffee table, bending so he could see her ass clearly, then turned to face him, staring at his huge member.

The girl on the screen was grunting as guy after guy fucked her hard, swapping often to keep her orgasm rolling endlessly on.

His cock was now fully erect, and he stroked its slick length with confidence, enjoying the effect of it on her behaviour. She moved closer, her fingers working her pussy through her thong,

“Suck on it” he commanded, feeling his meat swell as he said it.

She slowly knelt before him, until her face was close to his oozing member, looking up at him with a dirty look on her face she moaned “you gonna make me suck it?”

He could feel her breath on his cock as he took her by the ponytail and pulled her head back, opening her mouth and aimed his cock at her extended tongue.

“Ooooh , he likes to take control” she giggled as his cock swelled just millimetres from her face. “Bet you’ve wanted to do this for ages” she encouraged, looking up at him with round eyes.

“You have no idea....” he grunted and, taking his huge cock in his fist, he leaned forward, pushing its swollen head into her welcoming mouth. “Oh fuck” he gasped as the girl sucked the warm meat of his throbbing head. He pulled it out, still aiming at her face and moaned “again” to her. Then pushing forward, he thrust into the wetness of her mouth again, and again and again, building a delicious rhythm as he fucked her mouth with his engorged head.

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Hidden Delights (Part 1)

Her lecture had gone well, considering... it was never easy presenting to one’s peers, especially those that she knew disagreed with her thesis. The questions had been tricky, the old buffoons at the back of the hall had come on with the same old questions in the same old way, and she had answered them politely but with no nonsense.

The best response had come from a handsome man in the front row. His bright eyes and smile had put her at ease even though his question and gaze were penetrating. He was too young to wear a tweed jacket like that she thought, and yet it suited him. His shoes were neat and polished and his jeans were clearly new and fitted him well.

If she didn’t know better, she would have sworn she caught him looking at her several times during her lecture. Not “looking” like everyone else did on such occasions, but looking at HER. She had seen his gaze running up and down her legs and body as she turned to and from the screen to point at her slides.

The lecture had ended and the audience had left, except for him. He approached her confidently and was about to speak when they were disturbed by the bustle of the caretaker pushing through the double doors.

“Oh” the sweating man said, “this room needs to be cleared in 15 minutes for the Dean and his finance meeting!” He was clearly flustered and his stress transferred directly to her - no one wanted to be on the wrong side of the Dean and his cronies, especially in her first teaching year.

“It’s ok”, she said “I’ll be gone shortly”.

The caretaker bustled out again murmuring something she couldn’t catch under his breath.

The young man introduced himself in the silent pause and smiled a warm smile. He had read all her work, had flown in from Italy that morning and was hoping to catch up with her after the lecture to ask further questions. He was very handsome she thought - but no, more than handsome, attractive. She found herself looking at his strong hands and the outline of his powerful shoulders, and yes she sneaked a quick peak at his firm buttocks as he bent over to unplug the tech trolley. She was suddenly pleased she had made an effort that morning. Her new skirt and jacket made her feel great and pressed into all of her curves. She became suddenly self conscious of the click her heels made as she took the trolley and pushed it towards the store room. The young man held the door open and switched on the light.

Inside we’re chairs and tables stacked or piled in corners, old projectors and shelves.

He followed her into the small room as the door swung closed behind them... the trolley safely stowed, they turned to leave just as the sound of voices in the hall met their ears.

What now? Instinctively she reached for the light switch and turned it off. The she sensed the young man about to protest and held a finger to his lips whispering “Shhhh” gently in his ear. She smelled his aftershave and something else.... musky, manly.

Confused, he whispered back in her ear “why can we not leave?” And his warm breath made her tingle with surprise.

The serious chat had begun outside, and to leave the cupboard now would quite simply be strange.

In the hushed silence of the dark, they exchanged a whispered conversation - wondering how long they would have to wait. And something suddenly sparked inside her head.... here she was in a dark cupboard with an attractive man... her playful side began to escape from her. Her whispers became closer to his ear until, purposefully her lips brushed against it. She talked slowly, sensing his reactions in the dark. And unmistakably, he responded, lingering around her ear and accidentally finding her neck, the conversation becoming more and more charged.

In the dark she whispered “what time is it?” Her hand found his arm and traced it downwards to his wrist. She felt his watch but lingered there, her fingers wrapped around his cuff, her knuckles brushing so gently against his jeans. She could feel something firm down there.... slowly she lifted his wrist to see the illuminated watch face, taking too long to read the numbers as his hand rested, warm, against the blouse covered mound of her breasts.

She leaned close to him, her breath filling his ear as her hand lightly rested on the tent of fabric just below his belt buckle. “Don’t make a noise, I’m going to look through the key hole”. And, pulling him close behind her, she bent at the waist to peer at the small beam of light, pressing her tightly covered buttocks against the now strained bulge in his jeans....

Her teasing was too much, forgetting himself, the young man ran her hands firmly over her bottom, down her thighs and finally held her firmly by the hips as he rubbed his throbbing hardness against her...

He let out a low grunt as his pleasure built and immediately regained control.

Straighten herself up, she turned to him in the darkness and pressed her mouth to his ear as her hands deftly unbuckled his belt and popped the buttons on his jeans..

“Bad boy!” She whispered, “I told you not to make a noise?”

Her hands felt the outline of his very hard cock in his tight shorts, and she pulled down the waistband, letting his heavy length spring to attention for her.....

“What’s this?” She whispered, flicking her tongue over his earlobe as her fingers stroked his hot shaft from root to tip...

He faintly gasped as her thumb found the oozing tip of his hardness and he involuntarily bucked his hips towards her. Her hand found his mouth and stifled more groans as she began to pump her hand up and down his throbbing length. His juice lubricated her grip as she built up a rhythm that made him tremble and gasp into her hand.

“If you make one more noise” she groaned into his ear, “I’m going to have to take desperate measures.”

She squeezed his slippery hot shaft and cradled his balls in her hand, feeling it rear angrily towards the invisible ceiling. He grunted desperately into her hand and pulled her hips towards his rearing cock.

But she was going to have him her way..... she gently pushed him backwards in the pitch black until his heels found the legs of a chair. He sat and she stood between his open legs, hearing the faint sound of his hands working up and down his hard cock.

She lifted her tight skirt up to her waist and reached out for his head, taking a handful of his hair and pulling him towards her panties. He pressed his face into her mound as she began to slowly and gently grind herself deliciously against his searching mouth....

She was lost now, it was all about her pleasure and she tilted her hips towards his mouth, rubbing her panty covered clit against his tongue and mouth. She found herself biting on her own lip as the sensations sparked between her legs and made her thighs quiver.

Pushing him downwards, he slid off the chair, onto the floor and rested his head on the seat. She shuffled forwards until her hot tingling pussy was directly over his face. She bent down and nibbled his ear.... “good things come to those that wait”.

And pulling her damp panties aside, she lowered herself, legs wide open, onto his waiting mouth...

She couldn’t help it, she let out a moan, deep and animal as his tongue found her sensitive button and swirled up and down the wet sweetness of her lips. She gripped the back of the chair with both hands and began to firmly buck herself into his mouth. His hands reached up and found her heaving breasts - squeezing them deliciously hard as she rode his face....

The chair faintly squeaked as her hips controlled the rhythm of her pleasure. His hands released her swinging breasts and found her buttocks. Gripping them firmly he took over her movements and with firm control, bringing her to the edge of a wickedly filthy orgasm. He was encouraging her to cum on his mouth with every forceful movement of his hands and every flick and lash of his tongue.

She pulled away at the very last moment, her hands clamped to her mouth - shutting out her moans. She stood there, her pussy tingling and desperate for more. The young man struggled to his feet, and his swollen cock nudged her thigh on the way past leaving a trail of slippery juice over her skirt. They kissed, her taste mingling on their tongues as she slowly slid to her knees to worship his throbbing pole. She rested her hands on his naked thighs, encouraging him to open his legs, and, starting at the very base of his veiny shaft, she dragged her hot wet tongue along his length, pausing only to flick it across the shiny head...

It twitched for her as she licked its entire length, and sucked so, so gently on his tight heavy balls. She felt his hands hovering over her head, relishing the sensations she was giving him. Slowly, inch by inch she worked her way towards the twitching head of his cock and put her sucking mouth over it - holding it with her lips and sucking it like a deliciously naughty lollipop.

She felt his thighs tense as his hands firmly grasped her head and, with the sexiest little desperate moan, he gently pushed himself into her sucking mouth.

To be continued....

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Second Honeymoon

The train pulled away from the station. Her second honeymoon had begun and already it wasn’t going well. Her husband had suggested it - a romantic excursion on a sleeper, a couple of days to dress up and wind down. Good food, drinks at the bar, glamour and passion. Then, only the day before, he had announced that his oldest friends were also coming for a gambling weekend. So she would be effectively alone for the trip, dressed up in her tightest satin pencil skirt, killer black patent heels, a red silk blouse and stunning pearl necklace. She looked and felt a million dollars - but for who? Her underwear was silk, black, tight. Seamed stockings and a classy wide strapped suspender belt that hugged her firm buttocks and made her feel sexy with every step.

Dinner would be served in the dining car at 8 and the game would begin in the lounge car at 9, not even enough time for a romantic meal.

The train was also taking a group of American soldiers to a medal ceremony. They had boarded in their crisp dress uniforms and struck handsome figures as they strode along the platform. She had seen them as she daydreamed of all the better places she might have been.

At 7.45 her husband finally got off his phone to his mates in the next carriage and together they walked to the dining car. The diners were a strange mix. The officers, gathered at the far table, sat next to some young women, clearly travelling alone and flirting outrageously with the tall muscular men. Various older couples filled other tables and there, last of all, her husbands mates, already obnoxious and clearly drunk, leering at her as they took their seats.

Supper passed - mercifully quickly and although bored, she couldn’t help but watch the other people in the car.

The young women seemed to be on a hen party…. one of them was well behaved while the others seemed to be up for anything. They were passing notes to the American servicemen and the conversation was clearly filthy. Their attentions seemed to focus on a very tall and handsome black guy who looked incredible in his dress uniform. Strong face and perfect teeth in a warmly expressive face.

Her husbands friends kept breaking her concentration with continual comments and outbursts. They clearly thought they had a chance - obviously ogling her body through her tight clothing.

9 o'clock came and her husband pecked her on the cheek and left in towards the lounge car.

“See you later darling” he said - desperate to leave.. “ I’ll be back by midnight - keep it warm for me….”. He added with a wink.

She sat there and ordered another white wine, and another. The soldiers got up and left, several of them giving her a warm smile and looking her up and down as they passed. The girls followed shortly afterwards, giggling and making rude comments about the Americans. One by one, each couple left either to the lounge or to the sleeping cars.

10.00 pm came and she decided to turn in. Maybe she could sleep for a couple of hours before her drunken husband returned expecting her to service him.

She decided to head back to the sleeping car - in the opposite direction to the lounge. The white wine had taken effect as she swayed nicely past the tables and waiters. Clearly her outfit was appreciated by everyone except her husband - all male eyes followed her through the carriage.

She made her way through sleeping carriage after carriage, her mind a white wine blur. Up ahead, through the glazed doors that separated each carriage, she could just make out a cluster of men and uniforms. As she slid back the door she realised they were clustered around a cabin door. It was open and all their attention was focused on whatever was inside. The men were oblivious to her as she got closer and tried to squeeze through in the narrow corridor. Her satin covered hips pressing against their firm buttocks beneath their crisp uniforms.

Through her haze she became aware of them speaking - cheering, and other noises beneath their deep tones. For a moment her eyes caught a glimpse between their muscular outlines to the cabin beyond.

The scene presented itself to her - The tall handsome black guy was seated on a chair in the middle of the cabin, his trousers bunched around his ankles. His powerful thighs were spread, his shirt unbuttoned revealing a muscular chest. Between his legs reared a huge cock, throbbing and twitching, its thick veins feeding its massive head with strong pumps of blood. His eyes, half closed with lust, gazed at the two red lipsticked mouths working their way up and down his slippery shaft - sucking and licking on his engorged head and his impressive balls. It was two of the young women from dinner. On their knees, worshiping that huge piece of meat. Their eyes moved from him to the guys in the doorway, teasing with slutty looks and animal grunts.

The men in the doorway had their cocks out and we’re stroking their lengths at the sight - making filthy comments as the girls worked their magic.

The gap closed leaving her suddenly awake with a tingling between her legs. She pressed herself against the buttocks in front of her, and cupped them in her hands, feeling their firmness beneath the tight uniform. She slipped her hand up to the webbing belt and followed it around to the front of his body, feeling his urgent movements as he pumped his hot cock with his fist. Suddenly he became aware, turning slightly and seeing her blue eyes gazing up at him as her hand took over the speed and rhythm of his. She held a finger to her lips, ordering him to keep their secret.

His gaze turned back to the two girls giving head to that giant cock as he began to thrust his oozing meat into her pumping hand. She stroked his hard shaft from root to tip, squeezing his tight buttocks with her other hand - feeling them clench with each responding thrust.

Suddenly something hard nudged into her bottom and she felt strong hands running over her body. Looking to the side she saw another of the men, zip open, shirt unbuttoned, rubbing himself against her tight skirt. His shiny precum leaving shining trails across the expensive fabric of her skirt. His hands pinched her hard nipples through her blouse, cupping and squeezing her heaving tits.

She reached down and cupped his heavy balls as he thrust against her ass, arching her back and thrusting herself against him.

“Look what we have here guys!” He said to the crowd.

The soldiers turned and gazed at her with lust in their eyes and hard cocks in their fists… parting slightly as they did so to reveal the cabin beyond. Inside, the handsome black guy was now standing, feet apart, knees slightly bent, thrusting his engorged dick into the mouth of first one, then the other girl. They were on their knees, faces pressed side by side, their chins covered in his cock juice. As he pumped the mouth of one, the other licked his shaft as it slid in and out….. the scene was pure lust…. he was grunting - clearly close to blowing his load across their faces.

All eyes fell on her as the crowd parted. The men turned, cocks in hand, wanking their slippery shafts and eyeing her up and down as she continued to jerk the cocks in her hands.

Her tight skirt was pulled up by powerful hands exposing her stocking tops and sheer panties. Strong fingers worked their way between her legs from behind- rubbing the hot, damp fabric against her wet pussy. The guys on either side of her burst the buttons on her satin blouse, pulling her heaving tits from her lace bra and clamping their mouths and flicking tongues over her hard nipples.

She gasped with electrifying pleasure - looking past the crowd of muscular hard cocked men and straight into the eyes of the black guy. He had hold of the girls heads and was pumping their mouths up and down his huge glistening shaft, bucking his hips and stirring them against the sucking mouths - but his eyes never left hers…

Slowly she sexily slid to her knees, pulling the two cocks she was wanking towards her red lipped mouth. She made a show of herself for him, licking her lips and pulling the larger of the two cocks into her mouth… the soldier above her grunted, gliding his stiff hot meat into the back of her throat. She held it there, licking his heavy balls with her tongue and pushing her glossy lips down to the very root of his throbbing cock. Then she pulled him from her mouth and invited the other guy to do the same with her open mouth. They took turns - mouth fucking her until their juices ran down her chin and dribbled onto her red blouse. Firm hands grabbed her hair and roughly pulled her sucking mouth from one glistening head to the other, sometimes making her suck both at once as she cupped their spunk filled balls. The two guys began to tremble - their cocks twitching involuntarily as their orgasms grew. She sucked harder, loving the power she had over them, feeling their desperate cocks swelling until they just had to unleash all of that hot salty cum… “fuck baby, you’re gonna make me pop!” said one, as the other pulled his rearing dick from her mouth and gripped it in his pumping fist, aiming it into her open mouth. Making sure the black guy was still watching, she looked up at the young man jerking himself off into her mouth and moaned “feed it to me baby”, offering her tongue to his shiny head…

He moaned, sliding his slippery fist up and down his thick veiny shaft as spurt after spurt of spunk splashed across her mouth and face, pouring into her open crimson mouth. She tasted his juice and swallowed it in thick strings as his orgasm finally subsided. A strong hand pulled her spunk covered face towards the other guy….. he was gripping his cock, trying to stop his load from escaping, until, with a moan, he released his grip and sprayed her chin and neck with jet after warm jet of cum. Another guy, unable to hold back, stepped forward as his swollen meat began to twitch, launching thick hot strings of spunk towards her mouth. She grabbed his tight buttocks and pulled that ejaculating cock into her sucking mouth, drinking down his hot offering and sucking him completely dry.

The black guy moaned…. desperate for her, unable to escape the sucking attention of the girls mouths. His balls tightened and suddenly erupted, a fountain of cum arching over their faces and splashing against the wood work and fine fabrics of the cabin. The girls played their parts, licking the hot mess from his shaft and each other’s faces, as they pulled up their skirts, offering themselves to the remaining guys…

Two soldiers immediately pushed their way into the cabin, kneeling down behind the girls exposed bottoms - pushing their pulsating cocks deep into them with hard desperate thrusts. The girls moaned and kissed each other as the power of each thrust pushed their heads together.

The black guy stood up, his semi hard cock - still impressive, dangling halfway down his toned thigh. He looked at her and then to the remaining men in the corridor.

“You’d better all fuck her before she gets to me”…. he ordered, clutching his shaft and gliding his hands up and down its length.

The remaining soldiers pulled her towards them, their hands and mouths finding their way to her hard nipples and between her legs, working her body for their pleasure. Firmly they bent her over - her hands supported on the waist band of one guy while exposing her glistening pussy to another. She felt a very hard cock nudge her pussy - pushing and coating itself with her juice….. firm hands grabbed her hips and suddenly the cock thrust into her as deep as it would go. “Oh yeah” She gasped, “like that”, as the unseen animal began to fuck her in a powerful rhythm that lifted her heels off the floor with each thrust. Her open gasping mouth was quickly filled with glistening cock as a soldier grabbed her hair and pulled her mouth onto his meat. She grunted and thrust towards the cocks fucking her… then she was passed onto the next guys - teetering in her heels, her wet panties around her ankles as new hands pushed her down to her hands and knees.. another cock pushed into her sopping pussy as the soldier mounted her from behind, squatting over her firm upturned ass and driving himself into her with hard bucking thrusts. Through her building orgasm she saw the girls being fucked in the same way, guys spurting their cream over their asses or emptying their tight balls inside them with desperate grunts. The handsome black guy was close - watching her fucking his men, his cock massive again, standing rigid against his flat stomach, its oozing tip nudging the top of his six pack.

Another dick pushed into her mouth, filling her senses with musk and salty precum. The men inside her were gasping and nearing their climaxes- trembling with each thrust…. suddenly they stopped and withdrew- their wet cocks springing back to attention as they left her pussy and mouth.

The cabin smelled of cum as the crowd shuffled to the edges, cocks still being wanked by the girls and the guys - but all eyes on her.

The handsome captain sat back on the padded chair, his legs wide apart, his huge cock rearing to the ceiling. He looked at her - still on the floor, disheveled, gagging for his firm cock.

“Suck it baby, suck it like your husband is here watching you…”

Still on her hands and knees, she crawled towards him, her ass exposed, her skirt up around her waist. She maintained eye contact with him as she positioned herself between his open legs, his heavy balls hanging from his rigid cock just inches from her face. She breathed her warm breath over his meat and opened her red lipsticked mouth. The handsome man slowed his pumping fist until he gripped the base of his impressive shaft, tilting it towards her face.

Voices, male and female, urged her on ….. “suck it baby - make him cum”.

She began to tease him, keeping her mouth just out of reach of his massive cock. He responded- straining to push it into her mouth, lifting his firm buttocks off the chair and pulling his foreskin back to reveal his oozing head. She dipped her head - catching a string of precum on her tongue as it trailed from his angry cock. He gasped - squeezing more out of his shaft for her to taste. She dragged her velvety tongue across his aching balls making them twitch and tighten - but still avoiding the swollen head.

“Oooh, filthy little cock tease!” One of the girls said as the soldiers cock she was wanking suddenly erupted hot jets of spunk across the cabin, splashing across the woman’s exposed ass.

“Dirty slut!” The other girl moaned. She stepped forward and grabbed the woman’s hair - pulling tightly to control her teasing mouth. “I’m going to make you suck that big hard cock” she grunted, clearly turned on by the scene. The girl pushed the woman’s head forwards until her lips smeared across the throbbing and dribbling head. The captain grunted and thrust - his thick cock forcing its way into that deliciously warm sucking mouth. The girl pulled and pushed her mouth up and down the black swollen meat - matching his urgent thrusts and relishing the sight of its massiveness pumping her red lipped mouth. “That’s it…”. The girl hissed, “suck that big cock while you get fucked…”.

With those words the men in the room surged forward- purple headed cocks rearing towards her. The second girl knelt down behind the woman’s suspender framed ass and pulled her buttocks open, exposing her hot cunt to the hard cocked men. Taking turns, they pushed their throbbing rods inside her, hammering her juicy pussy as they watched her mouth getting fucked by their captain. The girl held her tight as the first guy began to tremble and pump savage deep thrusts. She licked his nipples and taut stomach as he spunked deep inside her - warm cum pouring out of her pussy and splashing on the floor beneath her.

Another cock immediately pushed deep inside her - pumping urgently with desperate thrusts. The attendant girl pulled this new slippery dick from the woman’s quivering pussy and sucked it’s pumping tip - bringing him moaning to the edge of orgasm - then guided it back into her spunk filled cunt. He gasped “fuck yes….. dirty bitch” as his balls emptied their load into her. Another cock was ordered to fuck her by the girl who now positioned herself beneath the woman’s spunky pussy -encouraging each new stud with her lashing tongue as their shafts slid in and out - deliciously flicking the woman’s clit as her pussy was gang fucked from behind.

The woman moaned uncontrollably through the mouthful of black cock - the captain gripped her head in both hands- using her mouth to bring himself off. She felt the orgasm pop deep inside her….. starting with the tongue on her clit - and exploding from the third young hammering cock in her pussy - she gasped through the meat “oh my god! Oh my god! I’m cumming!!” She shuddered and moaned as her orgasm burst inside her, the huge black cock rearing from her gasping mouth and smearing its juice across her face.

The captain pulled her to her feet and guided her spasming pussy onto the tip of his spunk filled cock. His thick throbbing head nudged into her gaping cunt as he swept her upwards, supporting her legs in the cruck of his elbows, her heels locked around his back, her arms around his broad muscular shoulders- her pussy completely exposed to his engorged shaft. He walked her over to the wall of the cabin and pressed her cum soaked back against the varnished panelling.

“What do you want baby?” He grunted in her ear, spreading her buttocks with his powerful hands… and pressing just the first inch of his cock into her wet cunt…

“I want it all inside me…” she gasped “ fill me up with it - make me scream”.

She licked his small neat ear as she said the words, feeling his dick grow even harder - teasing him to fuck her.

He kissed her - his tongue searching her lips and mouth as he pushed himself into her. 3 inches, 4, 5, 6, 7, inches…. his pulsating hardon stretching her well fucked pussy. She groaned and bore down on his thrust, grinding herself onto him… 8, 9, 10 inches of thick cock inside her. He pulled out right to the very tip, grabbed her ass roughly, and plunged into her again, 11, 12 inches of black meat forcing its way into her - filling her completely. The captain moaned as he began to fuck her with his entire length - merciless thrusts that made her cry out with lust… he was going to cum, fill her cunt with gallons of thick spunk. She moaned and grunted, feeling every inch pounding her into the wall. She could hear herself moan filthy words into his ear as his thrust became wild, fucking her tight little pussy senseless - and then she felt him explode deep inside her - a hot bomb bursting its spunk into her ravaged cunt…. she gasped, moaning wildly as his orgasm triggered hers, her pussy contracting around his monster cock, milking every thick jet of seed from his balls.

Two minutes later she had licked his magnificent cock clean, shimmied her cum stained skirt down over her stockings and was walking back to her own cabin with the captains spunk running down her legs and into her sexy heels.

A great second honeymoon…..

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The Boss (Part1)

The text was simple enough.... “we’re at the office.... take the stairs”.

Her heart raced as she excitedly left the bar and stepped into the busy nighttime street.

This was the first text he had sent her - ever. She thought she could guess what it meant- but then again, maybe she had it all wrong?

He had been her boss for a couple of years. Side by side in glass fronted offices in a corridor of offices on the 4th floor of the modern building.

He was always crisply dressed, suit, handmade shoes, silk tie and expensive watches. He worked hard all day - ultimately professional towards her - almost oblivious to her. His reputation for working late preceded him, often leaving the office many hours after the staff had left.

She hurried along the street and swiped her entry to the office lobby. The text had said to take the stairs.... the lift would make too much noise? She opened the stairwell door and began her 4 storey climb.

When had his behaviour first grabbed her attention? Oh yes- a year ago. She had gone to the bar with friends after work and only then realised she had left her handbag in the office. After a few drinks she had made her way back to the office. Few lights were on as she hurried out of the lift and grabbed her bag from her draw. About to leave again, she had heard something from his office next door - something she couldn’t put her finger on...

In the corridor she popped her head around the corner, expecting to give him a brief wave and good night through the glass - but an altogether unexpected scene met her flitting gaze...

He was standing at his desk, sideways on to her, his laptop open. As she soaked up the scene she became immediately aware of his hand pumping back and forth on his long thick cock jutting rudely from his unzipped trousers. His eyes were fixed on his screen where a group of muscular guys were taking turns fucking a bleached blonde starlet in her tiny skirt and heels... his hand gripped his throbbing slippery shaft firmly as he pumped harder and harder - mimicking the tempo of the screen sluts mouth as it slid up and down one of the cocks on screen...

She knew it was wrong, standing there, watching this private moment of lust, but she couldn’t help it...

Her boss moaned - letting fly a tirade of filthy language as the first of several thick jets of spunk lazily arched from the purple swollen head of his dick, splashing heavily across his desk to the carpet beyond.

She darted away with the image of his fist and cock hanging with pearly white strings of cum in her mind.

That night she had woken to realise she had dreamed the event again and had made herself cum with her fingers in just a couple of minutes while imagining kneeling before his mighty spunking cock...

From that night she had taken more interest in his nightly work habits. Noticing when his desk was cleaner than usual or his suit was different.

Strangely, he had seemed to suddenly notice her too - sometimes even commenting on her clothes or asking her where she drank after work. It was his second line of questions that let to the second event. As she started on the third flight of stairs she re-ran how it had come about. ....

Upon discovering she didn’t drink with any others from the office, he unexpectedly showed up at the bar she was in late one Friday night. She had immediately seen him enter - looking suave and very attractive. Their eyes had met briefly and he had even allowed himself a quick smile.

He sat at the bar and ordered a martini as she continued her girly conversation with her friends. For some reason she didn’t announce him as her boss, but he was quickly noticed by her friends - all of whom judged pretty quickly that he was a fine example of an older man - and attractive. The conversation quickly turned to who amongst them would “do him” if they could...

Her oldest friend Charlotte announced that she would happily fuck him and show him what a younger woman could do!!!!

The night wore on and Charlotte had finally plucked up courage to talk to him. The girls all watched and giggled as she sat beside him. Very quickly Charlotte and the man had left the bar together and headed to the toilets. She had felt a pang of excitement and jealousy and after a few minutes was “persuaded” to go and find out what was going on.

On quietly entering the ladies toilets, she had seen Charlotte’s heels poking out from a cubicle door. Peering into a mirror opposite, she had seen him standing in the cubicle - trousers around his ankles, his strong hands grasping Charlotte’s head as it bobbed back and forth on his hidden cock. He was moaning and pumping his hips with abandon into Charlotte’s face - and in that instant his eyes caught her in the mirror. He fixed her gaze, forced Charlotte’s head onto his cock and moaned “swallow my spunk you dirty slut” as he unleashed a torrent of it down her throat....

She hurried back to the bar and her friends, knowing that her tight panties were wet.... remembering the scene and knowing his words had been for her.

She reached the 4th floor.

The corridor was dark but halfway along the unmistakable glare of his office lights shone into the blackness. Even now she could turn back - she didn’t have to go on.... the tingling wetness trapped behind the cotton of her panties made her.

After the “Charlotte “ incident he had made a point of visiting her bar and blatantly picking up women - leading them to the bathroom - knowing that she would follow and see them.

She had stood in the cubicle next door - listening to them fucking and sucking, hearing him talk to them in the same unashamedly filthy tones - heard him grunt and moan as he emptied his spunk filled balls over them and in them. He had known she was there - the words and the filth were for her.

Tonight had been a bit different. He had turned up later than usual - immediately spotting a group of younger women - they couldn’t have been older than 19 or 20. All dressed for the clubs later - insane heels, tiny dresses or super tight leggings - blondes and brunettes. They were already loud and very tipsy when he arrived and gravitated towards him and his bottle of champagne. He seemed to be celebrating and they wanted a part of it.

They giggled and laughed as he whispered things in their ears, touching knees and arms as he spoke. A second bottle of champagne saw one of the girls begin to whisper in his ear, stroking his thighs. Her friends had found it outrageously comical - she was flirting with a dirty old man - a handsome one - but “old” in their eyes. The girl was wearing a tiny pleated mini skirt, black patent heels and a tight cashmere sweater that hugged her round tight tits. Just a few minutes later they had left together- her friends jeering and clapping as she turned to wink at them...

It was only a minute later that the text had pinged in her phone...

“We’re at the office.... take the stairs”

She cautiously walked down the dark corridor. The office light spilled onto the corporate carpet. She stopped just out of the lights reach and listened.

They were in there, she was giggling and finding him too funny. They were both there for one thing...

She risked a peek around the edge of the glass. The girl was wandering around his office, talking to him over her shoulder... bending at the waist to “look” at his desk, the shelves, out of the dark window. Every bend showed a flash of a white thong pulled tightly between her smooth legs. She giggled “so, dirty old man! Where’s this thing you were going to show me?”

He was standing at his chair, a huge bulge clearly visible in his straining trousers...

She spoke again, teetering closer to the desk until she was perched on it right in front of him, “you can’t call me a dirty little cocktease, and then not show me” she looked up at him, smiling and licking her lips... slowly she spread her legs wide, her thighs pulling the tiny skirt up to reveal her lace covered pussy.... “you said I’d be impressed” she teased, stroking a finger up the front of her panties and licking it like a cock....

In the corridor, she crept closer - getting a better view... the lights in the office turned the glazed wall into a mirror for the couple, with the darkness of the corridor behind protecting her from their gaze...

He reached down to the girls tight panties- stroking her mound and feeling the waxed skin at the edge of the elastic.

“Dirty old man” she smiled, opening her legs a little wider.

He hooked his fingers inside the elastic and stroked his strong fingers beneath..

“You’re wet....” he smiled... “you like the idea of getting fucked by a dirty old man don’t you...”

The girl gasped as he pushed his fingers inside her - working them in and out of her sopping pussy. She pushed her hips onto his pumping fingers - holding his arm - keeping his fingers in just the right place for her pleasure. She moaned - lifting her skirt up with her other hand so she could watch his hand give her pleasure...

In the corridor she pushed her own hand down inside her own damp panties and began to rub her moist pussy.... stretching the thin fabric forward to give her fingers room for the job. She was already wet - desperately wet.

To be continued.....

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Naughty Girl

He peered out of the window with a clear view of the street all the way down to the shops.

“How long will she be?” He said, edging his legs a little wider on the stool...

A muffled comment rose up from between his legs...

“How long?” He said, looking down at the blonde ponytail bobbing up and down vigorously in his lap.

He grasped a fistful of hair and pulled her sucking mouth off his swollen shaft, looking her in the eye as strings of drool stretched from her crimson lipped mouth to the head of his cock.

She gasped.... still teasing his head with her tongue... “ not long” she laughed.

She gripped his thick meat in her small hand, licking it up and down with broad lashes of her tongue... “I reckon you’ve only got 5 minutes before she’s back” she giggled.

He pulled her head back and kissed her - tasting himself on her lips... “mmmm” he grunted, “you’d better get on with it then” he whispered as he pushed her head back onto his throbbing cock with a moan of pleasure. He worked her sucking mouth up and down his slippery shaft - feeling his balls tighten.

Her hand reached pulled his pants down to his ankles and pushed his knees wide apart making his cock rear angrily towards the ceiling. She cupped and stroked his balls as her mouth worked on his purple shiny head, teasing the spunk up his shaft...

“Fuck”..... he moaned, “suck that cock bitch” he grunted, and began to pump himself into her hot mouth as her forced her head downwards with strong hands....

His eyes glanced at the road again.... an attractive woman in a tight skirt and heels was halfway back up the road from the shop, a carton of milk in her hands.... she looked towards the house and waved...

he waved back with his free hand as he felt his balls squeeze a gallon of cum up his cock and into the sucking mouth clamped over the end of his cock. Spurt after spurt of hot thick cum flooded her mouth and throat and ran down her chin. She looked up at him and made a show of swallowing it all while he watched... she laughed a cheeky laugh... “dirty old man” she chirped.

“Your mums home” he grunted as the sound of a key finding the front door lock echoed down the hallway.

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A Night Out

She walked into the pub. It was late already - only an hours drinking time left, but she wasn’t really there for that…

She had taken hours to get ready, trying on outfit after outfit, until she felt just right. Her mission was to look and feel as slutty as possible, to obviously attract the attention of men, to state without any doubt “I need to get fucked tonight”.

The ensemble started with the shoes. She had tried on all of her 5 inch heels, red, black, patent, tan, - but had settled on the white platform mules with the thin buckled ankle strap. From there, she had moved to underwear, settling on a very tight pink satin thong and bra. Even stretching the smooth fabric tighly over her pussy made her feel sexy. The thought of what effect it would have on men made her feel horny. Over the thong she pulled on a very tight and very short black skirt, it hugged every inch of her ass and exposed her pink satin covered pussy if she bent over in anyway at all…. Perfect. Her bra was barely concealed beneath a white blouse, worn two sizes too small to make sure the buttons were straining at the leash and her cleavage burst from the strained fabric. Her hair was up, pulled back from her face in a high ponytail, knowing that most of the guys would very quickly imagine grabbing it and pushing their throbbing dicks into her red lipped mouth. She put on three times more jewellry than usual and was ready.

The pub was in full swing. A group of young men at the bar, couples in the corners and an obviously handsome man sitting with his less handsome mate at a table close to the bar.

She walked in and immediately felt the eyes of every man in the room on her. Making sure to make eye contact with those she was even vaguely attracted to, she made her way to the busy bar and intentionally squeezed through the group of 5 or 6 young men who were gathered around the screen of a phone. She made sure to gently rub against and touch each one as she perched herself on a tall stool, ensuring her tightly covered ass stuck out beyond the edge of the seat with a well practised thrust of her lower back.

The young men parted - suprised, and made no attempt to conceal their lust for her. They all looked too young to be there - and yet their confidence, mixed with the bravado of alcohol, ensured she knew they were men - with the usual needs of men.

Ordering a large glass of white wine from the overweight barman, who served her while lingering his gaze on her jutting breasts, she glanced around the room. The tables with couples were a picture as the various girlfriends and wives were trying to attract their mens attention away from her while at the same time, shooting evil glances in her direction. One by one the couples left, the women dragging their partners physically out.

Glancing over her shoulder, she saw the handsome guy looking blatantly at her. Looking her up and down with clear intentions in his eyes. As she looked, he purposefully opened his legs beneath the table and put his hand on his crotch. He was chatting to his mate - but his attention was entirely on her body.

The young men closed the gap around her and moved into her personal space. They were laughing and shouting - a conversation that was taking on a very dirty theme as they began to recount their experiences with past girlfriends. As they chatted, she felt hands on her ass and hardening crotches rubbing and pressing into her thighs and arms…

One of the guys was quiet, just listening to the chat - but unable to take his eyes of her body - a hard cock visibly straining in his jeans - and leaving a tell tale smudge of moisture in the fabric at its tip.

She smiled a knowing smile at him and imperceptibly licked her lips for him. The conversation continued as a phone was dragged out and shown to the group by the loudest member of the group.

“This is Lucy” he laughed - and the group roared with appreciative noises and filthy comments. On the screen, intentionally angled so she would see, a movie of a pretty blonde girl on her knees, sucking and licking the cock of the guy holding the camera. “This is the best bit!” he laughed - as the cock was furiously wanked off into the pretty girl’s open mouth, spraying jet after jet of stringy cum all over her face. The phone was jerked away and as the guy put his mouth to her ear and whispered “fancy some baby?”

At that moment, the bell rang for last orders. Most of the remaining customers began to leave including many of the young men.

She got off her perch and headed for the bathroom, feeling moisture already between her legs. The effect of those guys rubbing against her had had an effect on her pussy and she needed to give it some attention. Her heart rate quickened as she opened the toilet door and walked up to the mirrored wall with the sinks set into a worktop beneath. She knew someone would follow - she didn’t know who it would be, and how long it would take…

Perching her ass on the bench, she pushed herself up onto the line of sinks and spread her legs, exposing her damp satin thong tightly stretched over her desperate pussy. She began stroking the fabric, feeling very rude, so exposed, her heels hooked into the sinks at either side of her….. Anyone might walk in.

Her fingers slid beneath the tight satin and found her warm wet pussy and hard sensitive clit. She gently rubbed and teased it, pushing an occasional finger inside herself and squeezing her covered tits and nipples with the other hand. She closed her eyes and worked on herself more methodically. Maybe she would just make herself cum there and then leave?

She withdrew her wet finger from her hot pussy and licked its sweetness with half opened eyes, lost in the lust of the moment. There standing right in front of her was the quiet young man from the bar, his strong young cock rearing from his open zip, pre-cum literally oozing from its tip and forming long strings onto the floor and his shoes.

She pulled her tight thong aside, exposing her glistening pussy, looked the young man in the eyes and said quite simply “eat it”.

He approached, jerking his rigid meat with one hand and put his face between her legs, holding her thong to one side he began to lick and nibble her hotness. Probing her with his tongue, finding her hard button and her sweet hole, licking with long broad strokes of his tongue up and down her pussy. It felt incredible and she threw back her head and grabbed his, pressing her pussy against his mouth with animal thrusts of her pelvis...his tongue hardened to a delicious point as she unashamedly fucked her wet hole on his mouth.

She opened her eyes again…. Standing behind the young man was his loud mate - his phone out recording the scene with his impressive cock in his fist, next to him, the handsome man from the table, rubbing his bulge in his trousers, and behind them both, the barman, nervously watching both her and the door. “You’d better be quick guys, i’ve locked up - but my wife will come downstairs if i’m not done soon.” he said.

She shuffled off the bench, open legged with that incredible, urgent mouth still working its magic on her quivering pussy. Standing over the kneeling young man, she opened her legs and bent slightly at the knees, allowing her to grind against his face as he pounded his dick with his free hand.

She looked the other two guys in the face… “ you gonna let him make me cum are you? - or are you gonna fuck me with those big cocks of yours…”

They both moved in, one on either side, yanking her tits out of her bra and bursting the buttons of her blouse. Their mouths found her nipples and licked and sucked - squeezing with strong hands - almost painfully. The pleasure rocketed through her body and she felt herself beginning to cum grinding really hard into the young mans mouth and making him gasp with lust.

The barman had his cock out and was furiously wanking at the scene, and with a grunt, splashed his hot cum all over the tiled floor in front of her...

Right on the brink of orgasm, the loud man pulled the boy away from her pulsating pussy…”give me some of that mate” he grunted, grabbing her by her tight ponytail and pushing her down onto her knees….

"Now" he said, "I'm gonna fuck your slutty little mouth baby" - gripping his large swollen cock in his fist, he pointed it towards her open mouth.

She looked him in the eye, her pussy still tingling between her legs, and grunted "yes baby, use my mouth, stick that big dick in there and make me suck on it"..

With a fist full of her hair he pulled her mouth onto his dribbling meat and thrust his hips, pushing his hard cock into the back of her throat...

She gasped and almost gagged - but met his thrust with her throat and worked her head back and forth along his veiny shaft... moaning as she felt someone's firm fingers push their way into her soaking cunt from behind.

"Fuck man, she can suck cock" the loud man gasped as he held his camera close to her face, pumping long strokes into her mouth.... she looked straight into the lens and dragged her tongue along the underside of his shaft and then pushed her head all the way onto it until his heavy balls slapped against her chin.

"Fuck man, she's gonna make me spunk"

A voice from behind said "not yet mate". It was the handsome guy. He pulled her to her feet and bent her over the sinks, yanking her skirt up over her ass and ripping her stained thong from between her legs...

He moved behind her, pushing the loud man aside and nudging her white heels apart until she was ready for him.

In the mirror she could see the young man jerking himself off but her eyes fixed on the handsome man as he undid his jeans and pulled down his tight boxers. An enormous cock sprang from its confines and hung there - swollen with lust.

"Oh yeah" she moaned, "fuck me with that thing" and offered her pussy to him....

She felt him press the enormous head of his meat against her wet hole as he spread her ass cheeks wide with his hands. He spoke to her in the mirror as the loud man climbed onto the counter and forced his purple twitching dick Ito her mouth again... "you ready for it baby? - you want my monster in you?"

She grunted through her mouthful of hard dick "fuck me- make me cum" and thrust back against the hard hot cock being aimed at her.

The handsome man spread her legs a little wider and gripped her hips as he pushed his whole thickness into her. It filled her, stretching her wide open, making her gasp and moan on the thrusting cock in her mouth and still it went deeper and deeper. She arched her back, throwing her bead back and tilting her pelvis to let it all in - and still it wasn't enough....

"Good girl" she heard him grunt as he eased it out of her and began to pound it in and out of her throbbing cunt. He watched her in the mirror as she got fucked. Stirring his hips in deep savage thrusts that made her moan like the slut she finally was.

She played up to him in the mirror, watching him as the loud man screwed her mouth, letting the dribble and precum dribble down her chin like a pornstar...

His thrusts quickened, pounding her hole with his huge meat "mmm you dirty slut... you like big cock don't you..." she-moaned and felt her orgasm begin to explode inside herself. Opening her mouth, she moaned and grunted as she came hard. The loud man continued to fuck her open gasping mouth, "fucking slut... swallow my load" he moaned as he released a torrent of thick white cum across her tongue, mouth, face and hair......jerking every last drop onto her tongue

The handsome man grunted and gasped pulling out as he reached the brink of orgasm...

A trickle of thick spunk escaped from the huge head of his hard wet dick. She turned and knelt before him, her face dripping with strings of cum, took the hard meat in her hand and firmly licked it clean. Her juices mingled with his as she swallowed them all, never breaking eye contact with him.

She stood up, her legs shaking, covered in another mans spunk, and pushed him backwards into a cubicle. "I'm gonna fuck the spunk out of you baby" she smiled and pushed him down onto the toilet seat....

The young man stood by, wanking his engorged cock just inches from her ass - desperate for attention.

She stopped and turned to him...."have you ever been sucked off baby?"

He grunted "no" - looking into her eyes and at her spunk covered face.

She pulled him over to the cubicle - in full view of the handsome man and knelt down so his cock wavered, twitching and bursting just millimetres from her mouth. He went to grab his cock again but she pushed his hands away and placed them on her head. Looking up at him she whispered "you can cum in my mouth baby.... let me taste it...." and she opened wide and flicked the throbbing twitching head with her tongue....

The young man gasped "oh my fucking god!" Looking down at her slutty face he willed her to lick it again...

She turned to the handsome man who was stroking his immense shaft and said " I'll deal with you when this boy has dumped his thick creamy load into my mouth" and with that, she pulled the foreskin firmly back as far as it would go and slowly licked the young mans cock from his balls to his head.

The young man let out a loud desperate groan and looked down at her mouth, grabbing her hair and pulling her head back - opening her mouth wider "fuck! It's cumming..."as jet after powerful jet arched across her face, hitting the cubicle wall behind, splashing over her hair, her face and finally pumping thick hot streams of his virgin spunk into her waiting mouth......

She clamped her lips around his waning cock and wanked the shaft firmly into her sucking mouth - draining every sperm from his balls and savouring his taste, always with her eyes on the handsome man who was now pumping his fat cock into his fist and tasting his precum.

She got to her feet, pushing the young man away with a final stroke of his cock and stepped into the cubicle. "Now"she panted, "you're gonna make me cum again". She stood astride his legs, touching her hotness and licking her fingers while he rubbed his oozing precum into the huge purple head of his cock.

She lowered her dripping pussy onto the end of his meat. Gripping the cubicle walls and shuffling her heels wider she forced herself down onto his throbbing slippery cock with a moan of pure lust.

Grabbing his head she pulled his mouth onto her nipples, rubbing them in his face as she steadily fucked herself on his cock. He reached around and grabbed her ass cheeks- forcefully driving her hot pussy onto his thrusting meat, sucking her tits and calling her filthy names.....

With each thrust she ground her clit against him building a delicious orgasm. She pounded her cunt onto his thick dick, more urgently with each thrust as she heard herself moan "fuck me you animal! Make me fucking cum!"

And suddenly she was cumming, bearing down on his brutal meat, as the orgasm ripped through her and she felt his hard thick cock pump a torrent of cum right up inside her, filling her to the brim and exploding out of her and all over his cock and balls.

As her orgasm subsided, she climbed off his spunky shaft, running a finger up its length and tasting the cum he had just pumped into her...

At that moment, the barman burst into the toilet..... "you've all gotta go right now, my wife is on her way down!!!

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The Neighbour

She knew he was watching, following her every move as she casually tottered across her patio, aimlessly and obviously pretending to look at her flowers and herb beds.

She knew the bifold doors that opened from his room onto his parents garden were open, and that somewhere within, he was naked, stroking his enormous young cock to the sight of her body and high heels.

It had started some weeks before, when, one sunny morning she had emerged onto her bedroom balcony to feel the warm sun on her face and had casually surveyed the garden and the house next door. Her eyes had followed the sound of something coming from the room on the ground floor - a sort of annex to the main house.

It had taken some time for her ears to register the sound of guttural and lustful noises coming from the open bifold doors. It was unmistakable and clashed with the birdsong of the morning. It was the sound of a woman moaning expletives and the encouragement of several men’s voices.

She looked more intently and noticed the glass of the bifold doors mirrored a portion of the room's interior, and there, in one corner, she could make out the bright electric gleam of a television - or at least a portion of one. The screen was filled with the face of a young woman, her crimson mouth wide open, as rope after rope of thick white cum splashed across her tongue and chin. Reflected in the same portion of glass, the lower legs and feet of a young man, naked, straining and glistening with sweat.

Each day she opened her balcony door to hear similar sounds and to see equally filthy sights reflected in the polished glass, but only ever the feet of the young man.

The summer improved and the weather was hot for weeks on end. Enquiries with the neighbours led her to the conclusion that her usual neighbours were on holiday for some months, and the house was being looked after by a young man who had finished college early and was staying at the property over the summer. His jobs included gardening and a bit of maintenance.

One morning, she heard the splintering of wood and the noise of a hammer and peered from her balcony to see the young man removing old fence panels from the boundary between the two houses right outside his doors. He was obviously under instruction to replace them during the summer break. She had her first chance to see him in the flesh. He was tall and pretty handsome, with rough brown hair that partially hid his attractive eyes. His body was fit and lithe, no more than 17 or 18 she thought and she watched his lean muscles work beneath his tight T shirt. His shorts were loose but showed the strong form of his thighs as he worked - and something heavy that swung in the loose fabric of his crotch. He laid three or four fence panels stacked on the floor and then retired to his room. Within five minutes, the reflected bright screen showed a tight bodied girl in heels and a tiny skirt rubbing herself against the crotch of a man….

That afternoon, she hung the washing in the garden and took the opportunity to have a closer look at her new neighbour. She was careful to put on her sun glasses to enable her to look without being obviously seen. As she approached the washing line, it suddenly struck her to hang her underwear towards the boys room. She pegged each item, while secretly looking into the darkness of his shaded room. She could see nothing, but became quickly aware that the doors reflected a fuller picture of the interior than her eyes could make out. As she hung her favourite pink satin thong, she watched intently. The boy was standing, his buttocks towards the reflecting doors, watching his large television screen. His invisible hands were obviously pumping himself with urgent strokes, his thighs flexing a little with each stroke and his buttocks twitched and clenched. The screen showed the faces of two pretty girls, licking, sucking and stroking an enormous rigid black cock. They were looking out of the screen towards the viewer, sharing the hot meat with wanton lust.

She paused, a pair of frilly knickers in her hands - and watched as the boy’s hips bucked uncontrollably and spurt after spurt of cum flew from his hidden cock to splash across the tv screen and the table it stood on. She quickly turned away and hurriedly rushed inside. She stood, hidden in the shade of her kitchen, and slid her fingers into her panties to feel her soaking wet pussy…….

The days went by with episodes of watching the boy and playing with her hot wet pussy. She became more blatant in her viewing, sometimes just standing in the garden and watching the reflections, sometimes dressing in sexy clothes and heels to hopefully grab his attention. But the boy seemed oblivious, intent on splashing his hot virile seed across the pornstars on his screen. Then, one very hot afternoon, she decided to put on her sluttiest outfit and to be totally available to the hard cocked young man next door. She pulled her pink satin thong from her draw and began to stretch it up and over her pussy mound….. She stopped. It was not as smooth as normal - in places it felt rough and hard. She quickly took it off and inspected it. There, unmistakable, in the gusset and all over the smooth triangle of fabric were dried splashes of cum. Somehow, that horny, spunk filled young man had cum all over her panties!.... She felt turned on and a tingle of lust exploded between her legs. She lifted the satin to her face and breathed in the warm scent of young spunk.

The days went by with episodes of watching the boy and playing with her hot wet pussy. She became more blatant in her viewing, sometimes just standing in the garden and watching the reflections, sometimes dressing in sexy clothes and heels to hopefully grab his attention. But the boy seemed oblivious, intent on splashing his hot virile seed across the pornstars on his screen. Then, one very hot afternoon, she decided to put on her sluttiest outfit and to be totally available to the hard cocked young man next door. She pulled her pink satin thong from her draw and began to stretch it up and over her pussy mound….. She stopped. It was not as smooth as normal - in places it felt rough and hard. She quickly took it off and inspected it. There, unmistakable, in the gusset and all over the smooth triangle of fabric were dried splashes of cum. Somehow, that horny, spunk filled young man had cum all over her panties!.... She felt turned on and a tingle of lust exploded between her legs. She lifted the satin to her face and breathed in the warm scent of young spunk.

She hurriedly dressed, her smallest black bikini stretched over her shapely lustful body, and tall black heels. She knew the sound of her heels would lure him from his tv screen.

Outside, She made a point of slowly inspecting the flowerpots with straight legs while the sound of a slut getting fucked by grunting men filled the air from his room. She paused, looking through her sunglasses towards his room. The doors were wide open, and there, sitting in a chair just inside his room, facing her, was the boy. He was naked, his legs wide open and extended, leaning back in the chair, stroking his taut stomach and chest with one hand, while his other ran up and down the biggest cock she had ever seen. It stood over him, as thick as her wrist, rigid, engorged, oozing a slick of juice over his fingers. He was wanking himself to the sight of her body.

She was surprised and very turned on at the sight. Her body tingled with sudden lust - she had to have him….

She made a show of bending over to smell a pink rose, purposefully arching the small of her back and thrusting out her ass as she kept her legs straight. She heard him grunt, a small desperate grunt that made her smile. Looking back over her shoulder, she could see both of his hands working up and down his magnificent cock - more desperately now…..

She walked nearer, to the line of removed fence panels - just two metres from his hard young body. Unabashed he looked her up and down, jerking his meat urgently, and grunting with pure lust. She stood in front of him, legs apart, and slid her fingers down inside the tightly stretched fabric of her bikini bottoms and rubbed her wet sticky pussy lips, while he watched. He gasped, cupping his heavy balls in one hand while the other forced itself over the engorged head of his cock. She could see it swell, thick veins bulging from root to tip, his balls, heavy with cum were rising and falling into his palm.

“You……. Are a very bad boy” she whispered, pulling her sticky fingers from her dripping pussy and licking them clean with long deliberate stokes of her tongue.

The boy gasped and swore - letting go of his huge member suddenly to stop himself from spunking too fast. It twitched violently, rising and falling with gentle slapping sounds against his smooth torso……..his heavy balls visibly tightened - ready to pump an endless river of cum for her.

She quietly laughed and licked her lips like one of the pornstars on his cum splashed tv. Then, turning her round bottom towards him, she lowered herself onto her hands and knees, offering him her round buttocks and tightly covered pussy to wank to….. She was in total control… she loved it…. He was at her mercy and she felt so incredibly slutty for him. She thrust her ass out, feeling the thin fabric of her bikini stretching over her pussy mound and sliding over her smooth buttocks to nestle between her cheeks. She looked over her shoulder at him, his cock looked even bigger from there and she brought a long finger to her mouth to lick it like it was his pulsating monster….” I found my pink thong full of your cum this morning” she smiled, “did it make you cum hard baby?” she teased….

The boy grunted a loud and desperate grunt “yes it fucking did” he moaned, and standing, he took hold of his thick meat and stood over her upturned ass, pumping its thickness furiously. Long strings of precum stretched down to his knees and then with a sudden, almost painful gasp, he aimed the purple swollen head towards her ass and pulled his tight foreskin back. A long, warm, heavy spurt of fresh salty spunk erupted from his violently twitching cock and splashed across her ass, then another, and another, spurt after spurt of hot creamy cum splashing onto her bikini, her back, her neck, her hair and face, as the boy emptied his balls of their seed all over her hot body. He moaned like an animal as he drained every last sticky drop from his sack - squatting down to rub his sensitive cock up and down the groove of her spunk covered ass…