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Flash story about two boys fool around on a random chat site and meet a woman that convinces the boys to do nasty things together. Very different than my usual story. No murder, rape, or violence. Read and enjoy leave a comment if you like.

Oren part 2

So this is the continuation of Oren part 1 obviously. Danny gets his revenge and then some….

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ok 2 guys are working at a dead end job one is white and the other is black the white guy is always happy and the black wanted to know why so he asked him why are you happy all the time well the white guy says i get some every night well the blank guy is shocked so he asks how so the man said powms so the black guy comes in the next morning all beat to shit and the white guy asks why so the black guy says i tryed the poitry shit did not work so the white guy asks what he said so he said he told her black bitch black bitch fat as a hog why dont you roll over so i can fuck you like a dog
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Sell Me.

The owner of a security company is looking for a new Team Leader, and there are two candidates.

Family Ties (2)

I eased my cock out of Stephanie and sat up. Stephanie sat on her knees and looked at me. I eyed her in the glow of her computer screen. I looked down her naked body to the small pool that was slowly emptying from her pussy. A small puddle of our love juices.
“Well…” I said. “I better get to bed. You wore me out.”
“Yeah. I have that effect on people.” She said.
I reached my hand out and ran it down the length of her arm. I moved in closer and gave her a kiss.
“I’ll see ya in the morning.” I said.
“First thing.” she answered.
I slipped on my boxers and opened her door slowly and quietly. I peeked out the crack and saw that the party room was totally empty. The TV was still on and illuminated the room. I thought to just crash on the couch, but I needed a shower. The smell of sex was overwhelming.
I made my way to Steves door. I tried to turn the door knob as slowly as possible, not wanting to make a sound.
The door creeked open and the light from the TV lit Steves room. Steve was laying on his bed, flat on his back. Steve probably could have been mistaken for part of his bed, except he was so damn tan. Oh…and his cock was at full attention. Why was he naked? Did the alcohol really make him that hot? The house felt like it was freezing.
He laid there motionless. He must be having one hell of a dream.
I stared at Steves cock and remembered how I’d felt earlier after giving him sweet relief. I wanted to fuck Steve. Why? I couldn’t tell ya. I’d never had gay thought. A serious one, that is. Why did these two attract me so much?
What a circle we had going. Steve wanted to fuck Steph. Steph wanted to fuck Steve. I sucked Steves cock. Steves cock had been in Stephs mouth. My cock had been in Steves mouth. I fucked Steph. Gah…what a tangled web.
My earlier plans of showering and hitting the couch were put on hold. I just couldn’t resist. Steve was naked in his bed, passed out. I had to join him.
Only being in my boxers, I quickly slipped them down around my ankles and stepped out of them. I crept over and got in bed next to Steve.
He grunted a little and moved his head toward me. He opened his eyes.
“God damn it.” he said.
I was totally surprised.
“Huh?” I asked. Initially, I thought he was talking about me being naked next to him.
“I fuckin’ thought you were Steph.” he said.
“Why?” I asked.
“I just figured she was coming in here to go on some drunken crying spree.” he said. “Why do you think I’m naked? I wanted her to see me.”
“Oh…I gotcha…” I said.
“So why the hell are you naked?” he asked me.
“Well…I saw you and thought this was dress code.” I laughed. Steve lauged too.
“What’s that smell?” he asked me.
“I don’t smell anything…” I lied.
“Why the fuck do you smell like sex?” he asked.
“Dude…I gotta tell you something…” I started.
“Don’t even tell me what I think you’re gonna say.” he said. He sounded irritated.
“Steve…I fucked Steph.” I said, ashamed.
“No fucking way.” he said. “Just…no fucking way.”
“I didn’t mean for it to happen.” I lied. “It just kinda…clicked. Maybe we had too much to drink.”
“Fuck, I drank more than you and I’m fine.” he said.
“What are you talking about? You were passing out earlier.” I said.
“Wrong, douche. That’s how this works. If I act like I’m going to sleep, Steph goes in and passes out. Then, I’m free on the playground.” he said.
“Uh…Steve…I’ve really gotta tell you something…” I said.
“Ah, Christ. What now?” He asked.
“She…uh…she knows about what you do to her.” I said.
“You fucking told her?” He asked.
“No, no, no. I mean…she’s not really drunk…she says she just acts like it so you WILL do things. She told me a lot about you. She really wants you.” I said.
“Get the fuck out of here.” he said.
“I’m serious, Steve. She really wants you. She told me all about it. She said she just can’t come out and tell you that.” I said.
“I don’t believe this.” He said.
“I wouldn’t lie…” I said.
We sat there quiet for awhile.
“So…you really fucked Steph, huh?” he asked.
“Yeah, dude.” I said.
“Well…how was it?” he asked.
“Like nothing I’ve ever had before.” I said smiling. “Amazing.”
“God. So where’d you hide the condom?” he asked.
“Uh…” I stuttered.
“Don’t tell me you…no condom at all? Whats wrong with you?” he asked.
“I said…it wasn’t even supposed to happen.” I said.
“So you get her to cum?” he asked.
“Sure did.” I said.
“Godddd…I can’t believe this thing got it.” he said, smacking my cock. “Did you get a taste?”
“Oh man…she is so, so sweet. Great for pussy eating.” I said.
Steve leaned over and put his face right by my cock. He inhaled deeply.
“I smell pussy.” he said. “and it’s fucking Stephs.”
I detected a note of jealousy.
He stuck his tongue out to taste his sister on me. The lick lead to a suck, which turned into a full blowjob almost.
He brought his mouth up off of my cock, his lips making a ‘smack’ sound.
“Well, she does taste good.” he said with a grin.
I glanced down and saw Steve was at full attention.
Steve laid back and put his hands over his face.
“My God…I can’t believe you did that.” He said.
“Hey…she wants you, dude. You’ve got the greatest chance of all.” I assured him.
“I swear to God…if you’re lying to me…” he said.
“I’m not. I don’t know how I can get you to believe me…but I’m serious.” I said.
“Fuck. I’m so damn horny.” he said.
Thanks to his half-blowjob, I was too.
“Yeah. Me too.” I said.
“Shut up. You just had the hottest fucking girl I know.” he said. “I can’t fucking jerk off. I tried when I came in here earlier. I couldn’t get off. I’m fed up with blowjobs. I’ve gotta fuck.”
A thought crossed my mind…
“You know…” he said. “…you do owe me one for fucking Steph…”
“Well, go in there and put one to her.” I said.
“No…not after you just did. I want her as fresh as possible. You, though…you and I could do something.” he said.
“….what?” I asked. My heart was racing.
“You’re gonna let me fuck you.” he said. All his cards were on the table.
“What? Hell no.” I said. I actually wanted to. But I couldn’t let him know that.
“Come one. I’ll let you fuck me. You get the brother/sister combo all in the same night. Who the fuck is gonna know?” He asked.
“Are you fucking with me right now?” I asked.
“No.” He said. He was very serious.
“Well…what the hell?” I said.
“You want me to wear a condom?” He asked, reaching in his nightstand for a tube of lube he had for his jackoff sessions.
“Fuck. I’m not gonna get pregnant.” I laughed.
I got on all fours and gripped the sheets tightly. What the hell was I doing?
I heard a squirt sound. I felt the cold gel being rubbed on my hole. I heard another squirt and heard the squishing of Steve getting all lubed up.
“Just relax…” Steve said.
I took some deep breaths and allowed whatever was to happen, happen.
I felt Steves cock push against my hole. I tried my best to relax, but believe it or not, it’s not that easy.
Steve slipped in slowly and let out some very audible grunts. Had Steve been recording this, it would have won some comedy awards. I can’t imagine how awkward it looked with the smaller guy mounting the bigger one.
“You’re doing great.” Steve assured me.
Steve began pumping faster and faster. This was something like I’d never felt, but I also had the suspicion I couldn’t say the same for Steve.
“Oh fuck yes…” he said.
Steves balls were slapping my ass with a nice rhythm. He was really into it. I looked down to see my own erection swaying with every slam of his hips.
Steves hands had been resting on my back. They were now gripping my hips. Steve began to moan and a sudden jerk had him pulling me back, and slamming himself full force.
“Ahhh….Ahhhhhhhh.” He moaned.
I felt hot liquid shooting inside of me. God, this was fucked up. The moaning and cum had me teetering on the edge myself.
“Jesus Christ, Bret” he said. “you’ve got one fine ass.”
Steve pulled out and rested.
“My turn, bitch.” I said.
Steve smiled and got into the ‘go’ position. I applied some lube and headed in the right direction.
It was a tight fit. Not because I was huge, though.
“Oh, damn.” I said
“Yeah. Take it home.” he said.
I worked myself in and out a few times, getting a feel of what was going on. I have to say that I did like it. Nice and tight.
Every thrust sent a moan out of Steves mouth. I could only hope that Steph was sleeping soundly.
As I continued pumping, I reached around and started pumping Steves cock. He was really into it.
After I pumped him for a few minutes, his ass contracted on my cock and I felt hot liquid shooting out of my hand. That was it. Game over. I let out a long moan and my cock erupted inside of Steve.
“Holy shit.” I said, panting.
“Fuck yeah.” Steve said.
I slipped out of Steve and watched my cum ooze from his tan ass.
“That was great.” I said.
“Yeah. But I’m gonna fuckin’ get Steph now. Just wait.” he said.
We laid in bed, still naked, letting the A/C cool us down.

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My unknown submissive side

We met at a friend’s birthday party. He was about 6’1″ average looking with short brown hair and in his late 20’s from what I could tell. To be honest, I’m not much of a model either at just past 30 years old, standing at 5’6 and a bit overweight with 36Cs and short brunette hair. Anyway, we got along from the start, he was polite and charming and seemed very mature for his age. I was immediately drawn to him since I had a few bad relationships recently and was in desperate need to have a grown up conversation again. Time flied and before I knew it, it was almost 4am. We were both tired, so we exchanged phone numbers and went home by ourselves.
A few days later, he called me and we arranged to meet at a nearby restaurant. Over the phone he insisted it wasn’t a date and that all he wanted was to have a casual dinner with someone. I obviously agreed and although he said it wasn’t a date, I dressed in my best clothes. By best, I mean formal and respectable, not slutty and revealing. I was tired of my partners “forcing” me to wear those types of clothes for their pleasure, and for some reason I thought he would like this more mature style better anyway.
I got there early, probably from the anticipation of meeting him again and going a bit faster than I normally do. Luckily for me, he was already waiting for me at the entrance. We greeted each other and complimented each other’s attire. We had a great dinner with great, intellectual conversation which was a breath of fresh air for me. By the end of the night, I was completely head over heels for him and didn’t hesitate when he offered to carry on the night at his place.
We got to his apartment, which was nothing fancy, just a single bedroom apartment, but well furnished. He brought out some wine and we continued to chat. Once again, the time flew and it was 2am before I realized it. Somehow, I was incredibly turned on, but not in the “I need sex right now” sort of way, but more in the “I love being with this guy” sort of way. He didn’t even mention sex, which I thought was sort of weird, but again, another breath of fresh air to finally meet a guy who wasn’t driven by his cock. When he saw the time and me yawning, he offered to drive me home. I was taken by surprise to be honest, since I was expecting to “sleep over” at his place. I declined his offer however, and drove home myself.
When I got home, I just had to masturbate. I had a incredibly strong orgasm thinking about how much I loved this man. I fell asleep soon after, but still dreamt about him all night. When I woke up in the morning, I still couldn’t get him out of my head. I couldn’t wait to see him again.
The next day, he called me saying he wanted to see me again. I again agreed without hesitation and we agreed for him to meet me at my place.
He arrived around 7pm and we once again sat on the couch and talked for hours. Soon after 10pm, he finally brought up something more sexual in nature. He wanted to know how I like to dress. Seemed like a fairly routine question, so I said I like comfortable clothes, but I don’t mind showing some skin if that’s when he was looking to find out. So in response he asked what about my underwear preferences. I told him its mostly just normal panties with a few thongs. Then he really surprised me by telling me to get all my underwear and bring them to him. I was shocked initially, but was too turned on by him to say no.
I said “ok” and went to my room. I put all my bra and panties into a basket and brought them into the living room. Then he told me to lay them out on the carpet in order from least favorite to favorite, starting with the panties. I was beginning to like this more and more for some reason, and obediently began laying out all the panties like he wanted. It took a few minutes, but eventually I was happy with the order. Then he told me to match any bra’s to their corresponding panties and order the rest in the same manner. Again, I did what he asked without hesitation. Once I was done, he asked if I was sure that I was done and happy with my selection, to which I answered a hesitant yes, since it sounded like a trick question.
After a short pause, he asked if I was wearing any underwear. The realization hit me that it was a trick question since I was wearing both a bra and thong. I looked at him and with shame said that I did. He didn’t seem to displeased and told me to lay it out as well then. I was not exactly sure how to take them off, so taking the conservative approach, I took of my panties from under my skirt and undid my bra and took it out under my top. I placed them in the 2 lines of underwear in their place and stood next to them, waiting for my next assignment. There were about 20 pairs of bra and panties and for some reason, I was not embarrassed at all at him seeing them.
He told me that I did a good job, but that I won’t be needing the rest of my clothes. By now I was totally under his control and slowly took off my top first and then slid out of my skirt. He seemed relatively pleased at my obedience, which made me incredibly happy inside. Next, he told me to go to my computer and find a porn video, of no more than 10 minutes, which I like to masturbate to.
I walked into my room and began searching for something that both I would like and hopefully he would to. I heard him go out the front door, but I continued to search. I finally found a video to his specifications which involved a young girl being tied to a bed and fucked with her toys and then by the male in the video.
He came into my room and told me to kneel under my desk. I immediately did what he ordered as he sat down. He told me that I know what to do, so that I should do it. I proceeded to take down his pants from under the desk and take out his 7″ semi hard cock. I first stroked it and played with his balls to get it fully hard. Then I proceeded to use my mouth and give the most dedicated blow job of my life. As I heard him watching the video, he would slow me down every few minutes, presumably so that he didn’t cum.
When the video ended, he told me to kneel in the middle of the room. I crawled to the spot he instructed to and knelt down. He told me that I have to make him cum and then make sure to get it all on my face. So I once again began sucking on his hard cock and going as fast as I could. After a short while, he said that he’s about to cum, so I took it into my hand and continued to stroke him in front of my face. He started to cum and I closed my eyes so that the cum didn’t land in them. He shot about 3 strong spurts, followed by a dribble which I felt on my chin.
He then said that I must rub it all over my face and that I’m not allowed to wash it off until tomorrow morning. I began rubbing his cum all over my face, while he got dressed. Once I was done, I looked up at him and he said sternly, “you’re not allowed to cum until I give you permission, understand”. I nodded and said, “yes sir”. He smiled and left the room and then the my house.
I was feeling a million emotions while I heard the door close and realizing what had just happened. Most of which was the kind of arousal I have never felt before, the other noticeable one being of humiliation of being treated like that and still kneeling with his cum rubbed into my face. Then the surprise hit me when I realized I let it all happen, and very willingly at that.
I walked into the living room again, to find that all my underwear was gone. I was confused at first, but quickly realized that he took them and obviously didn’t want me wearing any. The thought of that made aroused once again, but I was afraid that if I touched myself, I would cum. So I refrained from doing so and went to bed, with the smell of cum as I fell asleep.
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Naked in the night

It had been a hot day. Even now in the evening the temperature had dropped only a little.
A slight breeze ruffled the curtains at the open window as Yvonne and Rob prepared for bed.
Yvonne, just out of the shower, had the slightest hint of lightly perfumed soap about her fresh, smooth skin.
She slipped her tiny nightie over her shoulders, letting the delicate, pale pink, semi-see through garment fall lightly over her body.
Making a bow of the ribbon tie at the front of the nightie, she next pulled a pair of very brief, matching pink panties up over her slender legs.
Rob looked at his wife, the beautiful little nightie showing a good amount of Yvonne’s small, white breasts temptingly visible courtesy of the way that she’d only loosely tied the front of the nightie together.
His eye roamed down to the tiny panties that his wife wore, then down her so sexy legs.
His cock swelled and swung out before him.
He glanced at the window with the curtains still wide open. He thrilled at the thought that anyone looking from outside, would be able to see his lovely, sexy wife as she moved about the room.
A notion came to his mind, and giving Yvonne a cuddle and a kiss, he suggested that they go outside for a while.
Rob slipped on a shirt and pulled on his pants but when his wife looked to put something more modest on, he told her to go as she was.
Opening the door, they stepped from their holiday apartment.
Glancing at the neighbouring units, Rob noted many open windows and doors as the occupants tried to find some cooling air. Some windows were lit by the lights inside. The sound of a TV in one house competing with soft musical strains from another. Now and then the sound of voices and laughter could be heard from one of the many lit windows nearby.
Immediately in front of the apartment, Rob and Yvonne were in shadow. It would be unlikely that they could be seen if anyone should be outside and looking about. Once away from that protective shadow though, they would be in the open with just a few bushes dotted about the small patch of lawn, and a nearby streetlamp throwing its light on the general area.
Rob took his wife’s hand and went to lead her forward.
Yvonne pulled back and giggled as she exclaimed that she couldn’t go out dressed as she was.
Rob persisted in his attempt to lead her out into the open, telling her that she looked beautiful and sexy.
“But what would anyone think if I should be seen,” she exclaimed.
“They’d think that you were a fabulous little sex pot,” her husband laughed. “Besides,” he added, “no one here knows us anyway.”
Yvonne laughed happily, enjoying the thought that she should be described as a fabulous little sex pot.
It was true for both of them that they always felt more inclined to be sexually adventurous when away from home on holidays. At such times any immoral act would be unlikely to find its way back home to be a subject for gossip.
Rob pulled gently on his wife’s hand, and this time Yvonne let herself be led out of the shadow and onto the lawn at the front of the unit.
“Oh my God,” she giggled, “I hope that no one is going to see me dressed like this.”
Yvonne allowed herself to be led right to the front of the lawn, adjacent to the pavement.
“Oh, what would anyone think of me,” she again exclaimed in her excitement.
This time her husband answered much more explicitly. “They’d think that you were a dirty little slut,” he said.
Yvonne giggled and agreed that they really would think that of her.
Rob held his wife and kissed her lovingly, letting his hands roam over her breasts and down onto her cunt.
His hand slipped down the front of her panties, over the closely cropped pubic hair. He found the wet slipperiness of her cunt, and, knowing that his wife’s cunt always became so wet and slippery whenever she was sexually excited, he knew that she was now ready to be led further in this sexy game.
Yvonne nervously glanced about her, ready to flee back indoors should anyone appear.
Her husband too, glanced about and then tugged the ribbon tie of his wife’s sexy little garment so that it came undone and the front of the little nightie fell open, fully revealing Yvonne’s breasts.
Yvonne gave a little squeal of surprise as she clutched at her nightie. Rob took her hands and moved them to her sides, letting the nightie fall open showing her nakedness underneath.
Yvonne pretended to be flustered and embarrassed, but in truth she was greatly excited at being even more exposed in this public place.
“Who’s this dirty little whore showing herself off in public,” her husband teasingly laughed as he led her onto the actual pavement and walked her up and down.
Yvonne giggled and felt a trickle of juice run down the inside of her thigh.
“What a dirty little harlot,” her husband continued mockingly. “Perhaps she’ll take her panties off next, and show her cunt to everyone.”
With this, Rob hooked his fingers in the waistband of his wife’s panties and made to slide them down over her hips.
“Oh darling! I can’t!” Yvonne exclaimed, giggling merrily and clutching at her panties.
“C’mon, you know you really want to be a dirty little whore,” her husband urged.
Yvonne held onto her panties for just a moment, then, her body filled with surging lust, she let her hands fall away and her husband quickly slid her tiny, pink panties down over her legs.
The very short hemline of the nightie, trimmed with delicate lace depicting little pink hearts in a white lace surround, came to just on a line with Yvonne’s hips. Now the lower half of her ass cheeks could be seen, while at the front she was totally naked from her feet to her exposed cunt, up over her firm belly, right up between the gaping front of her nightie to her exposed breasts.
“What a filthy little slut you are,” her husband said in such an admiring and appreciative tone.
Yvonne had long ago found out that males were not all of the romanic type that she’d read of in trashy novels while still a schoolgirl.
Her explorations on the internet had soon opened her eyes to the fact that many men had great admiration for women who flirted with immorality and perverted sexual games.
She’d been amazed at, and had taken quite some time to understand the fact that some men had a great desire to degrade and defile the one that they loved so dearly.
Yvonne had come to realize that her husband was one of that latter type, and she had rapidly come to realize that it suited her own sexuality to be exactly the sort of woman that he desired her to be.
For Rob’s part, if he had loved his wife so dearly when they had first married, he now loved her so much more that she played the game and let him defile her purity and chastity. The fact too, that Yvonne outwardly appeared so modest and decent, added a delicious wickedness to the times when he pushed her towards acting like a whore and a slut.
The sounds from the surrounding houses and holiday apartments continued to drift on the still night air.
Their holiday unit was just fifty yards or so from the beach road,where an occasional car cruised by.
The sound of waves on the wide, sandy beach made a pleasantly relaxing background just audible when one listened for it.
Another car could be heard slowly driving on the beach road. Suddenly, unexpectedly, the car slowed at the corner and began to swing into the road in which our two lovers stood.
Yvonne gasped and could do nothing more that clutch at her husband and try to conceal herself behind him.
The car came by them and began to accelerate along the road, the driver apparently not having noticed them as he’d followed the beam of the car’s headlights which had illuminated the far side of the road.
Yvonne laughed and relaxed once more, the nervous panic that had suddenly gripped her dissipating as rapidly as it had come.
Rob was filled with very different emotions – emotions of increasing lust and excitement. He now had his eyes firmly studying a semi-darkened doorway at the front of one of the houses opposite.
The reason for this great interest being that as the passing car had turned the corner, its headlights had briefly swept across the far side of the street. In that brief glow of brilliance which had lit the buildings, Rob had noticed two men standing in a doorway, and very definitely looking directly across the road to where he and Yvonne were standing.
Rob, taking his wife’s hand, led her from the pavement out onto the road.
Yvonne, still believing they were unobserved, sexily and laughingly allowed herself to be led.
Across the road to the far gutter they progressed. You could say that Yvonne was not only physically heading towards the gutter, but figuratively speaking, was morally heading towards the gutter as well.
The couple stepped from the road to the far pavement. Yvonne was so busy nervously glancing to left and right, that she still had not seen the shadowy figures watching from their dark vantage point.
Now Yvonne was no more that fifteen yards from the two men.
Rob stood slightly behind his wife and eased the sides of her unfastened nightie well open so as to fully display her naked body to the men. He cupped his wife’s small breasts to highlight them, then slid his hands down his wife’s body and stroked the insides of her thighs before fondling her cunt.
The two men had in fact been watching Rob and Yvonne from the very first moment that they had appeared outside their unit. The men had been sitting on their doorstep enjoying the night air rather than the warm stuffiness inside the house. They had seen the couple appear, and had looked admiringly at Yvonne in her very brief and sexy little nightie.
The men had seen Yvonne’s slight reluctance to venture out into the open. They’d thrilled when they saw the man undo the front of the woman’s nightie and expose her breasts, and when they saw the man take the woman’s panties down, they’d both immediately risen to their feet to obtain the very best view and to stroke their hardening cocks.
The men had thought to conceal themselves when they’d seen the couple approaching across the road towards them. They’d been certain that if their presence was detected by either of the couple, then the woman at least would flee back across the street, and that would be the end to this very sexy display that the men were so enjoying.
It was incredible that the couple, rather than go straight across the street, were moving at a slight angle as if they were intent on ending up right before where the men stood. It slowly came upon the men’s understanding that, in actual fact, the guy who was intent on leading the woman in their direction, seemed to be looking at them. Had he seen them? Was he in fact showing the woman off to them? It became more and more apparent that he actually was.
Once the couple stood out on the pavement before the men’s house, and the man began fully displaying the slut’s body to them, there could be no further doubt. The thing was though, that the woman still appeared to be completely oblivious to the fact that she was being exhibited.
Both men now had their substantial cocks out and were slowly stroking them as they lustfully viewed the lovely slut who was being so lewdly and wonderfully displayed.
Rob now grasped his wife’s arms just a little more firmly as he stood behind her.
“Look straight ahead darling,” he whispered.
Yvonne, smiling and thinking that this was some further game, let her gaze look dreamily forward.
“Look at the doorway,” her husband was telling her at the very moment that her gaze encountered the two men standing there.
Yvonne gave a little shriek and her automatic reaction was to flee back to their apartment. This action was thwarted by her husband’s firm grip.
Yvonne half struggled, her eyes fastened upon the two men.
A part of her mind told her to flee, this was the part conditioned by her chaste upbringing – but the other part of her mind was taking in the gorgeous, big, hard cocks that the men were stroking. This part of her mind told her that she would soon be touching and licking and sucking those wonderful cocks, that they would soon be filling her body as they fucked her. She stopped struggling and stood looking, shamefully aware that her nakedness was fully exposed to the men’s view.
Yvonne felt her husband’s gentle forward pressure behind her. She took a step forward. Then another as her husband, still holding her firmly, pressed forth.
Closer to the men – just a matter of nine or ten yards.
Yvonne felt her husband easing her nightie, which was concealing very little anyway, off her shoulders. It fell to the ground. She was naked.
Yvonne lowered her gaze in shameful embarrassment as her husband led her right up to the men.
Her gaze, while unable to look into the men’s faces, was now directed towards their magnificent hard cocks. She lusted for them. She wanted them. She couldn’t wait to be fucked and to suck those gorgeous, gorgeous cocks.
Her mind was in a whirl. She heard her husband offering her to the men. She was now being mauled, touched, fondled, her most intimate places being explored.
Yvonne’s head was still lowered in embarrassment. Those gorgeous, hard cocks kept brushing against her thighs. She longed for them. She couldn’t wait any longer. Should she touch them? Should she fondle them as the men were fondling her? Would she look a slut if she touched them? She didn’t care, her hands lightly took a cock in each. They felt so good, so hard, so lovely. She squatted down and moved her mouth to the hard, round, swollen head of one of the cocks. She pressed her slightly parted lips onto the end, then pressing forward, eased her mouth slowly over its superbly solid length.
“Fuck! The slut’s definitely ready for it,” she heard one of the guys say.
She felt her head being firmly held and her mouth being fucked by that wonderful, hard cock slipping between her lips and sliding right to the back of her throat.
“Let’s get the slut into the bedroom,” a different voice said, and she was pulled off the cock and taken into the darkened house.
The men led the way to the bedroom.
Yvonne now felt a fresh bout of embarrassment as the electric light came on and she was thoroughly surveyed by the men.
“Fuck! You’re lovely,” one of the men told her.
Yvonne raised her eyes to his face and smiled sweetly.
Around and around, turned this way and that. Yvonne was studied, touched explored. Her legs, thighs, belly, breasts, arms, neck and head – nothing escaped attention. She was turned, bent over, made to squat, stood up again with legs apart, then with one leg up on the bed, her pussy felt and fingered, her breasts pushed this way and that. She felt like an animal at the livestock market being inspected prior to sale, all of which made Yvonne more and more embarrassed but more and more lustfully excited.
In reality the inspection lasted no more than a minute before Yvonne was made to kneel on all fours and she felt hands gripping her hips and a cock gliding easily up into her slippery pussy.
“Ah! What a fabulous cunt,” she heard the guy groan lustfully as his cock sunk its full length into her pussy.
At the same time the other guy had positioned himself before her, and taking a firm grip of her head, his cock slipped into her eager mouth.
Pushing her tongue just slightly forward so that it covered her lower teeth, and keeping her mouth just slightly opened so that her upper lip was pressed back over her upper teeth, Yvonne worked with tongue and lips, sucking her cheeks in to form a soft, fuckable pout with her mouth.
She sucked and sucked, pressing her head forward each time the guy pressed his cock forward so that the cock slid in right to the back of her throat.
Regulating her breath so that she held it each time the cock probed the entrance to her throat, Yvonne was able to stay from gagging, and soon had the guy moaning and panting as his cock and balls came to the point of pouring forth his semen into her mouth.
“Oooorrrrr fuuuuuuck,” the guy groaned in an absolute ecstasy of lust as he pulled his cock from Yvonne’s mouth so as not to cum too soon.
“Fuck! What a fabulous fucking cock sucker,” he groaned. “I’ve never known anything like it before.”
He rested a moment to regain his composure, and then once more began to fuck Yvonne’s mouth.
It only took a minute and once more he was moaning and groaning as his balls felt about to pump his cum out with such velocity that it would have surely drowned the slut.
Again he pulled away before he reached the point of pumping his cum forth.
Yvonne looked up at him during each of these pauses. She was panting with lust as she thrilled to the gorgeous, big, hard cock that was plunging in and out of her now sloppy pussy. The cock slurped in and out making obscene sounds as it slid through the slippery mucus which was literally dribbling from Yvonne’s vagina.
She panted and made soft moaning noises of delight at the fabulous treatment she was receiving.
She held her mouth open, licking her lips and wanting the cock to come back to continue her mouth fucking.
“Are you ready,” she asked in a soft, sweet, and sexy voice as she looked up at the guy before her.
“Fuck! You’re a real fucking nympho aren’t you,” the guy exclaimed as he slowly regained enough composure to once more enter her eagerly awaiting mouth.
Yvonne sucked his cock into her mouth, sucking and using her tongue to full effect on the underside of the fabulous thick penis.
Surely I’m not really a nympho, she thought to herself as she lovingly sucked at the cock.
She considered how sometimes, on rare occasions, her husband and her went for two or three days without fucking – that’s not like being a nympho she thought to herself.
Admittedly she did masturbate a lot, usually not more than once or twice a day though. She quickly let these thoughts drift from her mind as she lusted and fucked with the two men.
What delight Yvonne felt as the big, hard cock slid relentlessly in and out, in and out of her pussy. It was longer and thicker than her husband’s and she really appreciated the extra size, feeling it stretching her so that she felt wonderfully filled by the cock, and with the head of that cock that she so adored, just now and again pressing lightly against the wall of her uterus deep, deep within her as it all but bottomed out in her lusting, dribbling, and so receptive pussy. At the same time she had the lustful delight of being continually face fucked by the second of those two magnificent cocks that were so beautifully abusing her body.
Yvonne rocked back and forth, continually shoved this way and that by the huge, hard cocks that continued on and on fucking and fucking her pussy and mouth. The men’s hands kept mauling her naked body, feeling her breasts, feeling her pussy, sliding over her soft, smooth skin to explore every part of her.
Lust filled her mind and her body. She listened to the men panting and grunting as they lusted over and in her. This was no more than crude, debauched, lustful, sex with the two men satisfying their animal desires to dominate and to fuck. Yvonne herself was in a delirium of corrupt, wanton indulgence of her excessive sexual appetite.
Just half an hour earlier, Yvonne had never laid eyes on these men. She knew not their names nor anything about them. She had barely even glimpsed their faces and yet here they were fucking and fucking and fucking her – and she wanted it, she cared not what or who they were, she just craved for their gorgeous cocks to keep fucking and abusing her for ever.
The two guys swapped position and Yvonne next had the guy’s cock all covered with her pussy slime entering her mouth. She sucked it lovingly.
“Wait until Charlie and Ziggy hear about this'” the guy mounting into Yvonne’s pussy laughed to his mate.
Yvonne’s husband immediately took interest and asked about these two men that had been mentioned.
Being told that they were two guys staying in the next door apartments, Rob asked if he should go and bring them to join in fucking his wife.
The two guys agreed that he should, and so Robert, excitedly eager to have his wife fucked and degraded to the fullest extent possible, hurried off leaving his wife being fucked cunt and mouth.
Finding the apartment that he’d been directed to, Rob told the guys that their friends in the house next door, had a dirty slut who was turning it on, and that they’d asked Rob to let them know that they could join in if they wished.
It turned out that the only hesitation the guys had, was caused by the fact that they had a couple of their mates with them at the time.
“That’s not a worry,” Rob exclaimed, excitedly solving the problem for them, “bring them along too. The slut that they’ve got in there is such a dirty fucking whore that she’ll take on any number of you.
Moments later Rob was eagerly and lustfully leading the group of four men into the house where his wife Yvonne was being so thoroughly abused.
Yvonne was stunned when the chatter of these four new guys suddenly filled the room as they entered. That made six men – seven counting her husband Rob!
The newcomers quickly stripped naked to reveal their hard, lust filled cocks all ready to fuck this slut’s every body opening. They eagerly gathered around her and six pairs of hands where soon mauling her all over.
Soon Yvonne had two new cocks entering her mouth and pussy, then two more as the men constantly swapped position first fucking her sloppy cunt, then her so delightful mouth, then mauling her breasts, her belly, her thighs, her ass.
Soon her ass was being fingered by man after man as she continued to be cunt and mouth fucked.
The natural progression then, was for her to have her ass fucked as well as pussy and mouth.
She laughingly squatted down onto one guy’s cock as he held it erect and ready for her ass to slide down over its hard, lust gorged length. Leaning back onto her elbows and forearms, Yvonne then brought her knees up and apart so that the next guy could get in and continue fucking her pussy.
Having those two cocks wonderfully penetrating her two lower holes, Yvonne tipped her head back in preparation for a cock to plunge down her gullet.
Yvonne was gagging and choking, tears coming to her eyes as a cock plunged vigorously in and out of her mouth and right down into her actual throat.
She could feel the cocks rampant in her pussy and ass. She could feel them stretching her, especially the one in her bottom. She could feel them both deep within her body, pushing up each canal and almost rubbing together with only the thin membrane wall separating her two fuck tubes.
Yvonne’s body was surging with lustful sensations as she hovered so desperately close to orgasm.
Suddenly, unexpectedly, her mouth was filled with gooey cum as the cock began to pump spurt after spurt of its cum forth.
Yvonne lustfully slid her tongue around and around in the mucky stuff. Licking it about and tasting it as she swallowed it down.
The cock, still quite hard, slid slowly from between her lips. The guy’s cock then slapped heavily across her cheeks a few times before wiping the last remaining globs of white cum over her face.
Yvonne smiled up at the man, lightly moving her lips in a sexy kissing motion towards him.
No time for more of that though. Another cock was immediately filling her mouth. Yvonne sucked the new cock and licked lovingly, lustfully, sluttishly.
Yvonne loved this attention. She was the centre of the men’s world at that moment.
Vaguely she thought that she heard her husband asking the guy’s if they knew of any others who might want to use her. In her lust she would have taken any number of men who might come to fuck and use her.
Pussy and ass were both cummed in, making them sloppy and messy for the next cocks to enter, and enter they did. Once more Yvonne had three cocks fucking her mouth, pussy and bottom.
She was deliriously happy with this treatment. She responded to every shove of every cock, all the time wanting to satisfy every lustful move of the men.
Her brain was not consciously thinking of anything other than the wonderful cocks which were fucking her, yet somehow she slowly became aware that her husband was no longer there. She didn’t care. She had everything she could ever want.
She’d no sooner made this discovery about her husband, than he entered the room with another four men, all looking eagerly and expectantly into the room at the scene of such absolute debauchery.
This new group of men quickly began to strip so as to get their share of this depraved, perverted harlot.
The incredible orgy of moral corruption went on and on with Yvonne being fucked and fucked and fucked, continually, degradingly, used as no more than a living thing for the purpose of satisfying the men’s lustful desires.
Mouthful after mouthful of gooey semen she consumed.
Cuntload after cuntload of adulterous sperm filled her pussy and her bottom until every cock had satisfied themselves, some even using her more than once.
Yvonne lay there naked, fucked, hair dishevelled with cum matting it into a tacky mess. Her face with white cum dribbling down over it. Her pussy and ass oozing cum along with her own juices.
She was panting, exhausted, so wonderfully happy. She heard talk of tomorrow when there would be even more men to fuck her. She dreamily looked forward to more of the men’s lecherous treatment.

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