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A Clothes At The Door Party (Part Two)

5 November 2026 / / 0 Comments

I was recovering from being cunt fucked at a party where you had to leave your clothes at the door, a party where 42 pairs of eyes watched a man I didn’t know, a man I didn’t even know the name of, fuck my cunt hard, make my tits ache from being snapped backwards and forwards, make me cum three times, make me make so much noise, and unload a massive amount of cum into my cunt, apart from the bit he sprayed over my ass cheeks. It was a great fuck, in a great situation, and this was early in the party.

Sara had been sodomised by her chosen man, her husband had fucked the hostess Lorraine’s cunt, and my husband was about to fuck the asshole of a curvy beauty called Gail.

Her eyes were wide, her mouth open a bit, almost in shock at what he said. This woman was quite tall, curvy ass, huge tits, blonde hair and had a twinkle in her eye all the time he was mingling with her. They both felt the connection, so they were both each other’s number one, like I was for mine.

As he pushed her to the wall, pressing her there and opening up her ass cheeks, she told him he’d better live up to all that trash talk. He did. He always does.

His cock was hard, and his insertion into her tidy perfect already lubed little ass pucker was careful, but pressing smoothly, firmly, making her yell out as he pushed in. Someone checked if she was OK and she nodded, but was too engrossed with his invading cock to engage any further. To her asshole, he felt enormous, he felt like he’d rip her asshole to pieces, and yet, she felt safe, she felt utterly utterly filled, and she felt like every drive was grinding her body into the wall. She felt every millimetre of his drive, and that was utterly overwhelming.

As my man was still lightly masturbating my cunt, I was imagining being sodomised like my husband was to her. I think my chosen fuck realised, and asked me if that was how I needed my ass fuck to be, as it looked so deep and so forceful to him. I just answered “Yes please”, and I smiled as I watched my husband fuck this poor woman’s asshole even more. He was whispering in her ear, and her crying out was getting louder. Until she came. And he didn’t, and her ass fuck ordeal continued. That wall was crazy for her. She’d never felt so much of an ass fuck before. So deep, so hard. She came again. She was off now. Nothing was going to stop her cumming. Each slam made the next orgasm more inevitable. He told her this hard sodomy is what naughty girls get, what naughty girls deserve, and she just about managed to gasp how naughty she had been, and how she deserved so much more of it. She came again. He told her he didn’t think she should cum, that she didn’t deserve to cum, and of course, those words got her to cum again. He told her next time, he’d have to spank her if she came again. Her body disobeyed him and she came again. She managed to whisper “Next time?” and he suggested she didn’t think was a once only ass fuck, did she? She came again. Obviously not. And then, I saw my husband slam into her ass, I saw his muscles in his ass flex and I saw the evidence of him filling her asshole with cum. She came too, for the last time this fuck, noisily, then she collapsed into his arms, and they retook their seat for more masturbation of her cunt and to view the last fuck of the first round.

Then, whilst we all recovered for a bit (although not from the masturbation and finger fucking that was still carrying on), there were some announcements. One woman (who wasn’t here) would be fertile the following weekend, and she offered any of the men the chance to fuck her and to provide the sperm to make a baby. Signed paperwork to make any father not liable, she just wants their nice fresh sperm, and as much of it as possible. She just wanted good, hard breeding, she just wanted a baby.

A second announcement was that one of the women present was going to have her Mirena removed in a few days time, so she’d be available for a month or two for unprotected breeding and period fucks, although her age made her getting pregnant somewhat less likely. Same paperwork for the men. Seemed a fairly standard part of an offer.

A third announcement was that someone was emigrating overseas in six weeks time, and so if anyone wanted a goodbye fuck, contact her as plenty of slots are available now she’s split with her husband.

A fourth announcement was a reminder to book for the Halloween Witches Coven. They needed more women, because apparently, the sex would be very hard on the witches. Sounded great. I had the perfect outfit. Would be a whole new audience for it.

What I loved was that this was like any old club. Announcements, matter of fact, the fact they were about fucking was irrelevant.

And then we found out who we women were paired with for our lesbian session, although we stayed on our chosen man’s lap, being molested until it was time to fuck the woman. I had real trouble deciding a one-two-three as they were all on a par with each other (my number two was Gail, the woman my husband was fucking), and I did get my number three. I was very happy with who I was to be fucked by, and my number three turned out to be an amazing choice. She was an American named Brandi, her husband was local, but fundamentally, she was a female heavy bisexual, and he was a male heavy bisexual, but they do fuck others of the opposite sex (like here). For every time her and her husband had sex (which was weekly), she had about eight all-female fucks. She was really experienced, and she was really good.

As we both came freely earlier, it was decided that our session would only finish once we had each cum six times. I’d cum a lot already, so that wasn’t that easy a target. When it came to our turn, we impaled our cunts onto a double ended dildo (one that had already been up five pairs of cunts), we kissed, proper tongues kissing, we pulled at the other’s tits, we rubbed our cunts together, we masturbated each other’s cunt, we finger penetrated each other’s asses and we each pegged the other. And what made us cum was pegging each other, cunt and ass, with the same dildo used for both her holes and mine, and finger fucking each other. I’m not going to lie. I was exhausted, especially from the pegging. Very happy, but exhausted. I had no idea how I was going to survive having a wall ass fuck. I considered asking him for another position, but I love that position so much, I just thought adrenaline would get me through. I retook my place on his lap, my body being his to finger fuck, masturbate and grope as he saw fit.

Sara’s lesbian fuck was every bit as hard as mine. They did a lot more ass pegging, and their target was six orgasms too, which they achieved quicker than we did. They were both experienced, and both hungry for cunt and ass, so they went after each other’s bodies with purpose, and even a little venom. After the other all-female pairs had fucked and had their orgasms, there was another break, where the men were requested to volunteer for the earlier three announcements, and women for for the fourth. Sara took the chance to check with me that I was OK. I told her I was wrecked, but nothing was going to stop me. She kissed me, long, lingering, loving, and told me she knew I’d be OK, she’d make sure I made it to the end. She’s a good friend.

Sara’s husband volunteered for the breeding session to get the woman pregnant, my husband volunteered me for the Witches Coven, and I then saw my husband talking to my chosen fuck, and I was scared, scared he’d be telling him how to make that wall fuck totally overwhelming and devastating. He was. He totally was. I was broken, and what I thought I needed was love and compassion. What my husband would be teaching was harsh sodomy, hard ass penetration. But he knew my body way better than anyone else in the room, even me at times, so he knew what my body could handle.

And then to our final fucks. My husband suggested I would need more rest before I could take my chosen man’s cock as he wanted, so he asked for me to have more recovery time, and with everyone’s agreement, I was moved to the last fuck.

A few fucks in, it was Sara’s cunt, and her man bent her over the dining table, fucking hard, and as it was his second fuck, he lasted a long time. Poor Sara was cumming and cumming, almost desperate for it to end, but taking every stroke and every rub like a pro. And eventually, her squeezing paid off, him spewing another massive load of cum, this time into her cunt. And sitting back on his lap, his fingers were getting a little messy, a little cummy, as he masturbated her. And she loved the messy wanking, a very visible sign to all the others of how much she had made him cum.

Sara’s husband had Lorraine’s ass fuck next, piledriving her when she was face down on the sofa. She hadn’t been sodomised that way for years, and she thoroughly enjoyed it, cumming almost at his will. Like the wall fuck, but more comfy for Lorraine. He was exhausted when he was finished, she had lost all her elegance. He’d fucked it out of her. With messy hair, smudged make-up and a look of exhaustion, his fingers harshly fucked her cunt, making her cum over and over, even whilst watching other people cum. His relentlessness was both endearing and very very hard for poor Lorraine to keep up with. But let’s face it, her husband has his pet party fucktoy, and she now really wants to become Sara’s husband’s pet party fucktoy. She owed herself that much.

By the time it got round to my husband and Gail, Gail was practically begging to have her cunt awash with his sticky cum. So, that was my husband’s cue to make her wait, to start fucking her really hard, to start making her cum and cum, but stopping himself from cumming, holding his cum back. She tried to goad him into cumming quickly, but he has more control over his orgasm than that, he had more control over her orgasms than that too. He had her in one of his favourite position, ass in the air, legs spread enough to get his cock in, head far lower than her ass, tits hanging down by her face. Holding onto her ass cheeks to keep in place as he slammed into her cunt, he knew she’d start to get light-headed soon, which he knows from doing it to me and Anna means her orgasms will get harder and more dreamy. She just took his cock in that position, until her head did feel a little woozy, and she moved her arms to get up. At that moment, her orgasm struck and her arms gave way, keeping her head down as she started to cry out. Her legs twisted as if to give way, but he held her hips firm and carried on fucking, as his crotch was literally dripping with the juices she had sprayed out. Her next orgasm was almost starting as soon as the previous one finished, and there was another one, this last one being the one that finally forced his cock to cum inside her. I saw his ass muscles tense over and over, giving me a hint of just how much cum he had deposited deep in her cunt. As her body tried to collapse, he pulled her onto his lap and immediately started masturbating her again, just like the rest of us.

A few more fucks and then finally, last and definitely not least, was me. Poor broken, cummed out me. Lorraine and Sara manhandled me up and pinned me against the wall. My man lubed my asshole and started trash talking me, pretending he wasn’t aware of my condition. He knew how to get me worked up.

And as he pushed his cock through my pucker, Lorraine and Sara were still holding me, pinning me in place, ensuring I was held up, I was safe, and my asshole was available for his use. If they had let go, I would have collapsed. They didn’t. They were with me all the way.

And my chosen fuck applied the wisdom my husband gave him, to make sure my ass fuck was overwhelming, to make sure it was hard sodomy, to make sure I felt every inch of regret for the pounding my asshole was taking. He just fucked on and on, perfectly on rhythm, massive and rock hard, the unyielding wall making my poor ravaged body take every millimetre of his drives. I came without resistance now, I had no fight left to hold an orgasm back, and with one of my orgasms, my legs gave way, meaning I was being held against the wall entirely by Lorraine, Sara and my man’s cock. And still he fucked. Just like I wanted him too. It was totally overwhelming, and I lost all track of time until he finally, quite unexpectedly, came hard deep in my ass.

And that was it, half an evening and half the night fucking. I was broken. I was overwhelmed. I was crying. I was happy.

As Lorraine ordered us a taxi, my husband and Sara’s got me back into my dress. Lorraine then told us that Sara and her husband were accepted as full members of that fuck party scene, and that me and my husband were full members too, just ones they knew wouldn’t be there that often, as we lived a good way away. With that knowledge, my husband signed up for a period fuck from announcement two, and also organised a “lunch” in two days time, after I’ve recovered, with Lorraine, who was my husband’s number two, and her husband, who was my number two man. By lunch, I mean fucking. And, despite being broken, I signalled how much I was looking forward to being a slutty witch at the Witch Fuck-Fest, something Lorraine seemed particularly pleased at. She thought I’d be popular. Not that I knew what I was volunteering for, just that I’d be in my obscene witches outfit (and I love how well it shows my body off), and that the sex would be hard on us women.

Our two husbands carried me to the taxi, and Sara and I sat in the middle of the rear, my husband snuggling with Sara and hers with me. I felt her lift my skirt up, and open my legs a bit, and realised hers were the same, and she was displaying both of our well-fucked messy cunts for the driver to see in his mirror. It seems that Lorraine had arranged it that if we showed our cunts the whole time, we’d get a cut-price fare. In our village, our local taxi driver gets a blow job, not just showing our cunts, but we do get a totally free ride.

But I really didn’t care at this point. I showed my cunt, he could have touched it if he wanted. I was broken, I was orgasmed out, I was a teary mess, I was happy. What a night. What a crowd.

Pegtember: The Final Stretch (Update 7)

31 October 2026 / / 0 Comments

The end was near, his asshole now took the whole alien, and there was a queue to use it long and hard on his poor month-long abused asshole.

Sunday (27th) and Paula, Ella and Stacey all did sloppy analingus, hoping their efforts would get him to the end of the challenge. Laura and Victoria fucked me again in the morning, and when I got home, he gave me my Submissive Sodomy, and then we snuggled, and I did a check-in with him, to see he was doing OK, which he was. He’s remarkable really.

But I wasn’t there long. I was away for the night again that evening, this time to be used by Sara’s husband and three friends of his, a simple wife swap that allowed Sara another night of pegging my husband. I was to be subjected to endless spit roasts, double penetrations and ass fucks, only broken up by tit worship and cunt licking while their cocks recovered, and any time my cunt wasn’t filled by a cock, it was to be filled by Sara’s used and unwashed panties instead, it was stuffed with multiple pairs to keep it full. And Sara provided the dripping panties for my husband too, worn and wanked into for most of the week, to give him something to suck while they ploughed into his asshole with the alien, with that nobbled monster.

And by the time Sara, Helen and Carla had finished, they were almost full-speed pegging him. Almost, but not quite, and they thought he had had enough with the speed they got up to. Sara spent the night with him, enjoying having the tentacle in his ass and held in place with her by the straps, and enjoying him still being caged overnight.

Monday (28th) and in the morning, Sara gave my husband a dose of Submissive Sodomy, with him still having the cage on, before removing the cage so he could give her a dose of Submissive Sodomy.

She got some sleep. I didn’t. I was literally double-teamed all night, and just before I left, they each gave me a dose of Submissive Sodomy. I was exhausted, so exhausted that my husband had to carry me out of the car and upstairs to bed. And then, before I could sleep, before he allowed me to sleep, he too gave me a long hard dose of Submissive Sodomy. He told me I deserved it. I probably did.

When I finally awoke, I heard the clear sounds of an implement striking an ass, over and over. I heard female voices chatting and encouraging, I overheard a grunt, probably male, with every strike. I knew what was happening. My husband’s ass, that had been through so much, was now receiving a harsh and sustained spanking. I listened to the bubbling female noises, I listened to the ass flesh slaps, I listened to the male grunts, enjoying the mental picture the sounds were inducing in my brain. God, I needed to be spanked.

I wanted to go downstairs, to go to watch his asses destruction, but I was still broken. Eventually, I heard some footsteps upstairs and Ella came in, tits swinging, a three inch deep skirt in place, her gorgeous moist cunt on show. She got on the bed with me, and cuddled me, our tits clashing, as she asked how I felt. Broken was the answer. Well, the girls were taking care of his ass, whilst she was taking care of me. As our tits squashed, as we snuggled, as we kissed, she told me of the havoc being wreaked on his ass cheeks, the dozens of strokes with my wooden paddle with studs spelling the word “Slut”, the dozens more wraparound strokes with my tawse, and they were just starting with the buckle end of his belt and a real horse riding crop when Ella came upstairs.

The punishment of his ass was nasty, vicious, in total contrast with Ella licking my cunt out, which was gentle, beautiful and made me feel really loved, a love accented by the continued rhythm of strokes on my husband’s ass. Eventually they stopped striking his ass, eventually Ella’s tongue stopped caressing my cunt, and I heard Tanya demand his asshole be lubed, Carla warning them to keep the lube off his cheeks as no one wants any soothing for his spanked cheeks.

And then I started hearing Tanya grunt as she pegged him, the slaps on his ass of her body on his with each stroke, and I heard the others encouraging her and trash talking him, telling him he took the spanking like a girl and now needs to take a nasty pegging like a girl too. I was so turned on by what I was hearing that I gushed all over Ella’s face. She looked up, a glossy coating on her face, smiled broadly, and then put her head back down and carried on licking. Good girl!

I heard mention of the tentacle and slamming hard, the women swapped over and over to keep up force and power, he grunted, he moaned, but he didn’t say a word. His asshole was theirs to do with, as they had every day so far of this month. I heard mention of the alien, and hard pegging. I heard them tell him to suck on the alien as they continued their slamming warm-up with the tentacle. I really wasn’t paying attention to my orgasms, just excited by what was happening downstairs, and Ella got another faceful of squirt, and carried on again. She wanted a third.

I had a text, which I read whilst Ella licked me and whilst I was hearing the performance downstairs. Nikki was coming back, and apparently at some point in the near future, I’d have to fuck the FWB she put off to come here, me fucking him would be an apology for Nikki not being there for their planned fuck. The FWB moaned, and she offered my cunt and asshole, and she knew I’d be happy to do it.

I heard cheers as Poppy got the alien all the way in, and started increasing her fucking speed. Full speed alien fucks followed, as each of the women did a hundred full speed slams, my husband just taking it, just as I always just take it.

Ella went back down to suck his cock clear of cum just as soon as they finished, and then to do the loving tentacle spoon, whilst my cunt was licked out by Poppy, only interrupted by a breeding session with the farm hand and his mate, Poppy acting as my fluffer, before recommencing the licking of my cunt, now tasting two men’s cum as well as my liberal sticky juices. And Poppy snuggled and kissed me whilst going to sleep, with Ella doing the same to my husband, all on the same bed.

Tuesday (29th) saw Ella and Poppy doing his sloppy analingus, before Poppy slipped off to get fucked by Tanya’s husband, Rose’s husband did two rounds of Submissive Sodomy on me whilst still on the same bed, my husband did two rounds of Submissive Sodomy with Ella, and then after a nice long stint of snuggling with our sodomisers, my husband used my vicious wand to rip orgasm after orgasm out of Ella’s clit, not loving, but clinical, harsh orgasms, that left her barely able to walk. And then, they turned the wand on my clit and did the same. And then they left us to recover, whilst Rose’s husband was second man into Poppy’s cunt that hour and my husband went to dirty fuck both Anna’s cunt and asshole, switching at his will, making her beg for her orgasms, his dirty hard cock pounding her asshole and cunt for a long long time.

Ella had to go off and do more uni work, so that evening, with Nikki, was Anna and Stacey, the latter’s cunt freshly fucked by Anna’s and Tanya’s husbands, as yet more payment for her boyfriends ass-fucking exploits. Di’s skirt was put on him again, together with a tiny shocking pink G-string which Nikki had brought, a G-string she had borrowed from her sexy female neighbour who worked in it, went to the gym in it and slept in it for a whole week.

Nikki’s white cotton innocent panties were worn for about the same time, they were dripping, fragrant and pushed into his mouth as the tentacle hour happened, and then they got full-speed pegging with the alien, accelerating from slow warm-up very quickly. He had about fifty minutes with the alien, before we all wore ourselves out, and Nikki did the cock draining, tentacle penetrating spoon cuddles with him overnight, and I went off with Anna for a loving snuggling session, only interrupted by the farm hand breeding each of us and his mate sodomising the other one. Anna and I slept in each other’s arms.

Wednesday (30th), the last day of the challenge, began with Nikki and Helen doing his sloppy rimming, whilst Anna and Ella licked me to orgasm again and again. Apparently, they felt I needed them. I bloody did.

And my husband sodomised Nikki, shortly before fucking her cunt with his dirty cock, and she left with hers and her neighbour’s panties. Shortly after, Tasha arrived to wax his legs again, to ensure his legs were perfectly smooth for his final pegging, and she ended up masturbating his cock with Paula’s daughters panties. And then, naked from the waist down as usual for a waxing, she made him suck on the cum-filled panties as she was very precise with her waxing. She wanted his presentation to be perfect for this final ordeal.

Rose’s husband came in, looking for me to fuck, but I wasn’t there, so he pulled Tasha over the arm of the chair, spread her legs slightly and just ploughed straight in. I think he forgot she wasn’t a free-use vixen, but she rode his cock anyway, cumming several times and then making him cum. Then, after finishing my husband’s leg waxing, he bent her over the same arm and fucked her asshole, long, controlled, hard, intense, and whilst my husband was licking her cunt and ass clean, she told her husband what fucking she’d just had, and she told him she’d be fucking my husband’s asshole later, and the best her own husband could hope for was being wanked into the bin again. He felt demeaned when she did that, but it made him very very attentive.

So, with cock cage and schoolgirl skirt in place, Tasha, Helen, Ella, Stacey and me began his last pegging. One dildo in, he had achieved the goal, but we were not done. Some warm-ups, and hour of the tentacle and then well over a full hour of top-speed, full-length alien penetration, the five of us fucking his asshole like it was the last time we ever would. It took it, of course it did, his amazing asshole taking each and every stroke, each and every stretch, each and every flick of his pucker with the same enthusiasm as he took the first. Well over fifty hours of pegging over the last thirty days, and when all five of us were done, we excitedly cheered and cuddled him, Ella draining his cock, and Tasha giving the loving overnight snuggling with him, only with the alien not the tentacle in his asshole overnight, and his cock still caged, held by Tasha’s hand overnight, Tasha’s cuck husband waiting at home to be wanked into a bin whilst Tasha gave loving aftercare to a man with an alien dildo held in place in his asshole.

The following morning, the first of October, Tasha, Ella and I each did a long sloppy rimming session on him, the last aftercare session of the challenge, a challenge that expanded far beyond some pegging every day, a challenge that turned into a true ordeal of endurance, training and filling.

And after we’d finished, he told us what was coming next. Spanktober. Payback. He planned to give each woman who spanked him four hard spankings over the month, and after each spanking, some non-cumming sodomy, then using the brutal wand on our clits to rip some orgasms out of us, like they had to me and Ella a couple of days before. We deserved that. And he deserved what else he wanted, weekly peggings with the tentacle and the alien. He built up momentum, and didn’t want to slow down now. And for those peggings, he wanted the skirts, the panties the whole works, even dripping panties in his mouth. Once a week for the foreseeable future. I think we could all agree to that.

I asked him how he truly felt about the feminisation, the cock cage, the skirts and panties, and he loved it, and was conflicted by it. He needed time to work out where he was, how he felt. I’m conflicted too, because I like him caged and in distress, but I like him rock hard and rampant too. Neither of us have any idea where this might go. In the meantime, weekly feminised peggings, retaliation spankings and harsh orgasm rippings, not forgetting the usual free-use and a seemingly increasing number of farm hands breeding us, and at the end of the month, a Halloween orgy down south, slutty witches at the ready. September was intense, and I was expecting October to head the same way too. And a few days into Spanktober, I headed south by train for my apology fucks with Nikki’s FWB, the evening and the following morning, just as he does with Nikki. Pegtember took a lot out of me too, but it was worth every second of it, and I loved going to Nikki’s FWB, I enjoyed turning up knowing I was there to fuck someone I didn’t know, and Tasha brought about a discovery for me too, but more of that another time.

September was the month his asshole took way bigger dildos, for way longer than before, it was the month he really took to some feminisation, and it was the month way more of our friends got involved in pegging him, and way more of them saw his vulnerability, and got closer to him because of it. Pegtember was a raging success.

October didn’t quite work out as planned. My husband ended up in hospital with a non-life threatening condition, but with so much pain, causing him to be in hospital for a while. Because his recovery is long and slow, he’s temporarily out of hospital, and because of the pain, his cock and asshole are out of action, but his tongue and hands very much are in use. I’ve been facesitting him a couple of times a day, and he has been making me cum and cum, drinking my cunt juices (or medicine as he calls it), and he’s been masturbating me to orgasm with his fingers as and when he wants, groping me a lot and he has spanked me a bit too. I think the fact I’ve been wearing my various nurses outfits have spurred him on. It is lovely to have him back even without his cock.

And then last night, whilst Ella sat between his legs with his cock in her mouth (literally the only thing you can do with his cock at the moment), the free-use men ran a train on me, all for his viewing pleasure.

He enjoyed himself. There was nothing in it for me. Nothing at all. Definitely not the gazillions of orgasms. Definitely not. It was all for him.

Pegtember: Harsh Alien Sodomy (Update 6)

8 October 2026 / / 0 Comments

My husband’s asshole had taken the first bit of the alien, a brutish toy that would be a challenge for any asshole, and I have found my husband studying it a few times, almost in awe that we are trying to get his asshole to take it. All. And it will, I’m sure, by the end of Pegtember.

It was all a matter of training, and every single session would have a stint of ass training, and every single session, he would take more than the time before, until it was all in, and then we would speed up slowly, until we get to full power and full length fuckings. His asshole is such a slut.

Wed (23rd) started with him sodomising me, and Anna and Carla coming to give him the spitting and drooling analingus. I went to the pub with Carla for a drink and some backroom fucking, whilst Anna was sodomised by my husband, and Anna played with the alien too, teasing him slightly about using it on him tonight.

And after a hard day’s work, full of stress, he needed a long pegging session to calm him down, to de-stress his brain and to focus him on the pegging and the feminisation. Anna and Laura joined me for his prolonged warm up, about ten minutes with other dildos, and an hours hard pegging with the tentacle, and then, the alien, me first again, getting him to the second nobble fairly quickly, and then slowly, with steady even pressure, pushing the brute further in. It got to the third nobble, and his breathing was heavy, his pucker was getting stretched, far wider than the early part of the alien. I paused, Laura stroked his hair to comfort him, and Anna told him, in soothing tones, what a good asshole he had, and how she was sure he’d take more tonight. Laura agreed, and I started pushing gently in again, the nobble stretching his pucker, before his pucker snapped smaller again as the nobble passed through. His breath caught in his throat, but his breathing recovered and I pushed gently on.

The main girth, ignoring the nobbles, was getting larger, every millimetre in came with several more millimetres girth. He was biting his lower lip each time I pushed in, so Laura got something out for him, a sealed bag containing dripping panties, panties that had been stuffed in both hers and Victoria’s cunts, panties they had both masturbated on, a lot, panties dripping in their collective cum, and she pushed them into his mouth, giving him something to suck on, something to chew on, something to distract him from the ordeal his asshole and pucker were being subjected to.

And it worked. I got it to the fourth nobble, then pushed the nobble through, and then stopped, with Laura still comforting him and Anna playing with his caged cock. That is where I was aiming for, but both Anna and I were looking at his alien-penetrated asshole, at his discomfort and thought I ought to push on a bit further. Laura started nuzzling him, quick pecks on the lips as Anna sprayed lube round the alien and I started pushing in again. Laura could taste hers and Vicki’s cunt juices on his lips, as the panties were still giving, but he did gasp for breath and I pushed it in again. I was a few millimetres from the fifth nobble, when his hips started moving, a sign he was uncomfortable. I stopped, and in soothing loving tones, I told him I needed his asshole to take just a couple more millimetres for me, just to the next nobble. Laura said his eyes were moist, but he nodded to continue, and I delicately pushed on again. His asshole had to last, and this was training.

And the last few millimetres to the fifth nobble caused him to draw breath through the tasty panties, and when I stopped that was it for new penetration that night. I held it in there to allow him to get used to it, and to prepare for what he knew comes next, some low speed fucking to that point. Because of the girth differential, I decided to start with just small strokes, keeping the largest part of the alien through his pucker, initially not taking the nobbles, just a few millimetres of small fuck.

Anna took over from Laura by his face, kissing him, tasting Laura and Vicki’s cunt juices from his mouth, stroking his hair, being comforting, whilst Laura just held his cock cage and watching the alien intently as it slid that few millimetres in and out, as I was holding his ass cheeks open to get the best view of the brutal penetration as my hips moved that few millimetres.

Anna reached under his body and took hold of his cock cage whilst still looking after his face and hair, still kissing him, and Laura then took over spreading his ass cheeks, so I could lube again in preparation for longer strokes. As I started rocking my hips again, Anna started kissing him, proper tongues kisses, her tongue interacting with Laura’s panties as well as his mouth, and as he kissed her back, I pulled the nobble out and went down to the next one, and then pushed back in to where I started from. Whilst he gasped a little at the nobbles flicking his pucker, it seemed easier at a faster speed. I did those slow steady strokes for a bit, and then pulled another nobble out, meaning he had two nobbled flick with each drive in and out. Anna felt his caged cock move as his cock tried to harden against the cage. She stroked his hair and comforted him as I sped up the strokes, and then, I went all the way, removing the alien to almost the tip, before pushing back in to the nobble he had taken, slow, steady, with a perfect view and Laura was still holding his cheeks open. Laura told me I had done over a hundred strokes, and I thought that was enough. Laura and Anna didn’t, they both wanted a turn.

Laura started, having been watching me, and replicated what I did, slow, firm, and soon was going as far as I did and as quickly. Anna watched and counted Laura’s strokes, as I snuggled my husband’s face and held his caged cock. And when Laura got to her hundred, they swapped, and Anna did a hundred too. My husband took 300 slow strokes up to four nobbles deep. He should be very proud of his asshole.

And after we finished, it was Anna’s turn to snuggle him, and Laura and I went off to Anna’s place to fuck. (Anna’s husband was fucking Tanya, Tanya’s husband was away).

Thu (24th) and Anna and Ella provided his dribbling analingus, and Stacey and Paula provided the pegging, cock cage in place, a pink frilly thong to move aside and fuck through, and a very very short black PVC skirt, one belonging to our friend Di, one she bought for her husband to ogle and fuck her in, one that is now too large for her, as she has shaped up over the last few years. As is now standard, a few strokes with smaller dildos, a long long stint with the tentacle, and then, the alien, and this time, I got it to the fourth nobble quite easily, then repeating the method of the night before, and Paula providing dripping fragrant panties belonging to her daughter Abi, retrieved from her bedroom floor after a female friend stayed the night. My husband took up to the fifth nobble in slow deliberate strokes, taking the nobble with moist eyes, but calm because of Paula stroking his hair and kissing him. Now, it got wider quickly, and the final nobble, well it was two really and then it would be all the way in.

I kept pushing, a millimetre at a time, as he yelped a bit and sucked hard on Paula’s daughter Abi’s panties. He had me stop, just to allow his asshole to get used to the level of stretching, and then I carried on, all the time Stacey wanking on the cage, making his cock suffer as much as his asshole was. He was a few millimetres off the final nobble, and his yelps and distress made me stop. Each of the women inspected where to fuck to, and then, I gave him a hundred strokes, as yesterday, starting short and ending full length, and then Paula and then Stacey gave him a hundred strokes too. He was so close to getting it all in, but that last stretch, especially over the nobbles, would be huge.

Paula stayed with him to love and care for him, whilst I went and got my asshole fucked by Stacey’s boyfriend, and Stacey went to get fucked by Helen’s husband, as her boyfriend sodomised Helen the night before.

Fri (25th) and it is really starting to feel like the home straight now. Only six days left, only a few millimetres of the alien left, and my husband kept Di’s PVC skirt on for most of Friday. Me, I was free-use fucked for most of the day, four cunt fucks, four ass fucks and bred, twice. Paula, Stacey and Ella all did the sloppy rimming. My husband was on video calls wearing the skirt, Ella under his desk masturbating him and sucking the cum from his cock, as I was getting fucked over and over downstairs.

That night, his pegging was long and harsh. Carla, Helen and a late call-up for Ella, as I was exhausted and still being free-used as we were preparing to peg him. They had the French Maid outfit, and were liberally spanking him throughout the pegging, which resulted in Carla getting the alien in to the last nobble, but not including it, and then all three fucked him to that point a hundred strokes each. His spanking was a hundred strokes too. Ella liked symmetry.

And Ella liked giving him aftercare, sucking his cock clear of all his cum, being the big spoon with the tentacle on her harness being buried in his asshole and her thighs and waist being strapped to his, her tits pressing against his back, her hand over his body stroking his released cock. Helen went to be bred by the two farm hands, and I had a night with Carla, when what I needed was to sleep and be cuddled, and what I got was a hard vicious fuck from her fucking machine.

Sat (26th) saw my husband do two doses of Submissive Sodomy on Ella, separated by Ella and Stacey’s sloppy soothing analingus on him, ending up with a very emotional and loving Ella. Rose’s husband and then Helen’s husband did Submissive Sodomy on me, separated by them both doing sloppy soothing analingus on me, soothing my asshole ravaged by the fucking machine, and the first cock of the day. I tried to rest during the day, but what with being free-used, and my excitement that tonight, I might get the alien the whole way in, I really didn’t get any rest.

And as this was our last Saturday Party, we had a bumper list of peggers. Laura, Victoria, Paula, Ella and Stacey, the dripping panties were provided by Victoria (her juices added to by a couple of the girls at her workplace), the cock cage was in place, the schoolgirl outfit was deployed, as were Ella and Stacey’s, I told my husband he was in for over two hours of pegging, ninety minutes with the tentacle, and then, the piece de resistance, a full half hour with the alien. I think he was shocked. I nuzzled him and kissed him as Victoria got up to speed with the tentacle. The girls swapped regularly to keep themselves fresh. He had no such luxury, and once his ninety minutes with the tentacle was up, Laura starting with the alien, fucking as far as we had before, up to the final nobble. She knew she was warm up. She knew what I wanted to do.

As Laura passed the alien to me, Vicki dropped to her knees, nuzzled his face, tasted her own and workmates juices on his mouth, and reassured him he was in good hands. I started strokes, full length up the final nobble, getting up speed, and one time, just pushed that little bit further, made him yell as the nobble popped through his pucker, and Vicki soothed him as he calmed down, the alien all the way in, the harness pushed against his ass cheeks. He was crying just a tad, and Vicki and the others congratulated and comforted him, and I began fucking his asshole again, this time, going all the way in and out each time. As I was speeding up fucking him, Laura took over at his face, as Vicki removed the cock cage and had his cock in her mouth, just existing, a little light sucking, swallowing the shots of cum that the strokes were depositing in her mouth.

I did a hundred of the full length, the others did fifty. That was enough. That was probably too many, but he took them. He always took them, no matter how much his asshole was moaning. And as Paula did the tentacle in his ass big spoon snuggling of him, as a reward, Laura and Victoria fucked in his eyeline, followed by Ella and Stacey. And Paula snuggled him all night, and Laura and Vicki pegged me. They called it payback, for him. My asshole was sore, but I came and came. I guess I deserved that, for all I’ve put my husband’s asshole through. Still, it is the final week now, he had already taken the whole alien, and now, it was just a matter of speeding up the fucking.

Pegtember: Prolonged Sodomy and First Push with the Alien (Update 5)

30 September 2026 / / 0 Comments

Eleven days to go and my husband’s asshole is holding up well, his cock is still functioning well despite the distress it is under when caged, and he’s thoroughly enjoying the feminisation, the panties, the skirts, the stockings and suspenders, and the cage. It has ramped pegging up to another level.

Sunday (20th) and I was still with Carla for the morning, my husband awoke still strapped to Stacey, ass still impaled by the tentacle, Ella still snuggling to his front. When they all awoke, Stacey removed the tentacle from his ass and he gave Ella a dose of Submissive Sodomy, and then, after a recovery session with a freshly sodomised and clearly emotional Ella in his arms, and Stacey snuggled behind him with the tentacle re-inserted in his asshole, she removed the tentacle again and he gave Ella a full second dose of Submissive Sodomy, telling Stacey that sodomy was for her and how much he really wanted to fuck her ass. She still said no, but she does enjoy the fact that he so clearly desperately wants to fuck her asshole. But a second non-cumming sodomy session was clearly too much for Ella. Tears were streaming down her face, not least regret at not putting mascara on, as this wonderful man kept impaling her asshole as they had been doing his the night before.

Mid-sodomy, he leant down and asked Ella if she was OK, and said she was in a wonderful emotional place, and insisted he didn’t cut her second sodomy short, insisted she wasn’t allowed to cum, and insisted he sodomised her not just for as long as he thought she needed, but for as long as he had the energy to do, and that was a long long time.

Stacey wondered, for the first time, if she ought to allow him to sodomise her, as Ella was seemingly in a wonderful place, writhing against his constant hard strokes, writhing against the motion, writhing against the hard cock. She dismissed the thought, of course, but was still slightly jealous and the joy a very emotional Ella was receiving from her ass fucking.

All the while, Carla and I were looking for a new dildo online, even bigger than the tentacle, even harsher than the tentacle. And we found one that appealed to us both, an alien dildo. We both thought it was so pretty. I thought the tentacle was girthy, this one was girthier, a bit longer and much much more knobbly. His ass pucker will be flicked and caught with each and every stroke, it would be a much harder thing to be pegged with, and it could be delivered on Tuesday. Carla went halves with me. Because “his asshole deserves it”. I mean, I was nervous at the tentacle, but this thing is something else. And yet, I wanted to train him to take it hard. I was a bitch like that.

Stacey had to load Ella’s asshole with lube a number of times, as her sodomy continued, the love Stacey felt for her penetrated friend was enormous and she got a lot of joy watching her squirm, watching her take his hard cock, watching her emotions get the better of her.

When he finally ran out of steam fucking Ella’s asshole, Stacey had his cock in her mouth, cleaning it up, tasting her friend’s ass, whilst he snuggled Ella like her life depended on it. Once she calmed down and emotionally settled, first Stacey and then Ella gave him his spitting and rimming sessions, much needed aftercare before his pegging onslaught that night.

As I got home, Stacey left to find out whose asshole her boyfriend had fucked the night before, but Ella didn’t leave my husband’s side. At about lunchtime, he decided she needed an orgasm, so he had me masturbate and finger fuck her to get her warmed up, then he sodomised her again, this time making her cum quickly before settling in for a long ass fuck, culminating in them both cumming again. Then, he had me lick her cunt out, taste her lovely creamy juices, making her cum again. Only then did she feel like going home. She had an essay to write, a deadline that had no allowance for prolonged sodomy.

Paula arrived early for his evening pegging, and so, deciding to have some fun, we put his cock cage and neon pink frilly crotchless panties on him, and then Paula and I fucked on the rug in front of him, using her new double-ended dildo with fingers to nudge at our clits, matching inflatable butt plugs (that we had my husband inflate), harsh nipple clamps that attached her right nipple to my left and vice versa, tits therefore slightly uncomfortably pressing against each other, and kissing, lots of snogging and tongues, Paula tasting a little of Ella’s cunt juices in my mouth. This is how Helen found us when she came in for his pegging. She sat next to my husband and started playing with his caged cock, telling him how useless his little caged cock would be at filling our needy holes, and how his only use that night would be as a hole for us to savage.

When he started to protest, she went and got my drool gag and put it on him, telling him he was an asshole for us to fuck and that was that. She then spanked him over her knee, all the while Paula and I were still fucking, but we were both paying good attention to what Helen was doing to my husband, to our chosen asshole of the evening. Then Helen parked him over the arm of the sofa, came back with her strap-on harness and dildo, and the tawse before giving him a few hard strikes across his ass, and then starting to lube his asshole. She was hungry for some ass fucking. Paula and I decided we should, perhaps, stop fucking each other and set about the main event, my husband being pegged in neon pink frilly crotchless panties and with a cock cage on and with mouth filled with drool gag. Between peggings, as the dildo went up in size, he had another few full-strength strokes across his ass cheeks with the tawse, a beautiful blend of external and internal discomfort, pain even, as he took yet another hard pegging. The capacity of this man’s ass, of his perfect asshole, is astounding, and this pegging session marks the two thirds point of the challenge, and with that, all three of us did full speed full slam peggings with the tentacle. He winced a bit at times, but didn’t shy away from the punishment his asshole was taking.

And after the pegging had finished, when the last tawse strike had happened, when his cock was freed from the cage, I comforted him the way he comforts me, I snuggled his front, I nudged and kissed his nose, his lips, and I didn’t let anything touch or soothe his ass, I let him feel the burn. After a little while, he had me turn round, be little spoon as he pushed into me, and his semi-hard cock penetrated my cunt. He didn’t fuck me, he was just there, hugging me inside and out. Despite his ass blazing, he slipped off to sleep, as did I, his arms wrapped around me, his body pressed against me, his cock loving me from the inside.

Mon (21st) saw me awaken with him doing my Submissive Sodomy, his cock already hard and in my asshole when I came round, then boringly, we had work to do, him being interrupted by Carla and Helen doing the sloppy analingus sessions and me being free-used by four men at different times during the day. Not very productive for me on the business front, very much more productive on the orgasm front.

And we decided on a calmer, more loving evening. His ass was tawsed a lot yesterday, and hopefully the alien would be there the following day, so chances of a calmer evening from then until the end were nil. So this evening, it was Ella and Paula helping me, no costume for him, just a lovely neon pink girly thong to pull aside and his cock cage, and whilst we pegged him a lot, it wasn’t frenzied, but it was hard, they were full strokes, and we got on to the tentacle very quickly, spending most of the evening slamming into his ass with that. His cock was lovingly played with, and gently teased, but instead of frenzy, we had lengthy peggings, instead of using all our energy up quickly, we could peg him for longer, far longer.

A lot of the time one woman was pegging him, another snuggled his face, kissing and stroking his hair, whilst a third played with his caged cock. It was beautiful, it was lovely, and it was so so long. Endurance in another way.

And when we were done, when Paula had left to get her ass fucked by Stacey’s boyfriend, and I went to be bred by the farm hand and his friend, Ella snuggled up with my husband, giving him loving aftercare, draining his balls of cum and generally being beautiful with him. He went to sleep very contented. So did she.

My breeding wasn’t beautiful. They requested mascara. It was very hard, very raw, very animal. In a hay loft. It was fabulous.

Tue (22nd) and I awoke, having slept in the hay with the farm hand and his mate, to another hard breeding session with the farm hand and a good hard ass fuck from his mate. My mascara was a mess, something both men were very proud of, and I had to get home looking like that. My husband was very loved overnight and started the day with Ella’s Submissive Sodomy, her being emotional again. He decided he’d have a second go at sodomising Ella twice, separated by sloppy anilingus from Ella and Carla, who came to stake her claim for the alien, if it were to arrive. Ella didn’t have to ask him to ass fuck her as much as he could manage, he did it anyway, with Ella being both highly emotional, almost in tears and loving the feeling of him being inside her in that way, in control of her in that way.

And the alien arrived at about 5pm, so I decided to leave it packed up until Carla and Stacey were there, and my husband, whose ass it was bought for. Well, the photos don’t do this monster justice. As well as being huge, the colours are so beautiful, and you should have seen my husband’s eyes when he saw the shape, saw how knobbly it was, and he realised what a workout his asshole was going to get, his pucker in particular. Carla lubed it up, wanking it with a flourish, even though he was a long warm up from it touching his asshole, but she loved the threat of it. Stacey and Carla alternated through the smaller sizes, getting to the tentacle in only a few minutes, so used to it was his asshole, and then, his main pegging of the night, the tentacle, full speed, full power, full length, full effort from the pegger, brutal on its own and warm up for the first tentative penetrations from the alien. I just watched, keeping my energies for the alien.

And I had to be so careful, to push his asshole, to train his asshole, to stretch his asshole, but to not damage his asshole. I’d done this before. I knew what I was doing. Just not with anything so beautiful, so sexy, so sculpted, so harsh, and so mean as this alien beast.

Whilst Stacey was giving his asshole its final dose of tentacle for the day, a long, hard dose, pushing him right to the edge of what he could take, all the time his eyes were locked on me, Carla helping me to put my harness on and then load the alien into it. Normally, at the start of a full speed pegging, I get rolling orgasms, but not this time. My job is to tease his asshole, to get him to take some of it, to push him right to the limit of what he can take. I love it. So does he, he’s a size freak really.

Once Stacey had finished, and he had been tantalised by Carla wanking the alien again, Stacey held open his ass cheeks and I nudged the tip at his asshole. Still loosened up from the tentacle fucking, it accepted the tip easily, and I gently pushed it in as far as the first big knobbly bit, as Carla knelt in front of him and kissed him, full tongues, stroking his hair, with one eye over his shoulder on me. He made a little pain noise at the first push of the lumpy bit through his pucker, and the alien widened quickly at this point, causing him to wince. Carla told him what an amazing asshole he had, and I pushed it in very gently until another nobble and flare. I felt that was enough.

I stopped with it in his asshole, and the girls had a look how far it was in. Then, I asked him if he wanted some gentle fucking with what he already had. He did. Of course he did. It was easy to stop at the second knob, but I did about fifty strokes with it, and every stroke, the knob flicked at his pucker. It was a new experience for him, and it was mentally tough, him feeling like each stroke might injure his pucker. It didn’t. It was fine and he took it well. And then Stacey and Carla had a go, to the same point, gentle as well. I counted fifty each for them, and then Carla made him suck his taste off the alien, whilst telling him what a good girl he was. Carla had to go to the pub to do a couple of hours cover and lock up, and Stacey had to go to be fucked by Tanya’s husband, payment for Stacey’s boyfriend fucking Tanya’s asshole, so this night the loving aftercare was me and my husband, me and my man. And he asked to be little spoon and to go to sleep penetrated by the tentacle strapped to me, our hips and waists strapped together to keep the tentacle in place. He needed to be loved inside and out. I cocooned him as best I could, and did my best to make him feel loved, to make him feel wanted, to make him feel owned.

With eight pegging sessions to go before the end, there was a good chance we could train his asshole to take the alien all the way in. The girls all wanted to have full speed, full length fucks with it, but I don’t know if there is time to get there. It is an absolute monster, it is a challenge, but if anyone’s asshole is up to it, his is. Time will tell.

Pegtember: “Schoolgirls”, Listening and Tentacle-Filled Aftercare (Update 4)

24 September 2026 / / 0 Comments

It is half way in our Pegtember challenge, and I was away for work, getting myself copiously fucked in the process. But he was at home, being pegged nightly by a rotating cast of big-titted vixens, who were filming the events and keeping me fully informed.

Wednesday (16th) saw Ella giving him his first sloppy spitting rimming session of the day, but she ended up taking a Submissive Sodomy session first. Poppy gave him his other rimming and then I spoke to him, did a welfare check from afar. He was looking forward to the evening, when Nikki would be there for her first night of pegging, with Ella and Stacey. Nikki wanted the schoolgirl outfit, and she’d brought hers too, as she was enjoying schoolgirl fucks herself at the moment, and she hoped the following day, my husband would fuck her in hers. Ella and Stacey were wearing theirs again, their micro-skirts being as short as Nikki’s. She picked some backless tiny white frilly panties for him, and after Stacey lubed his asshole and Nikki’s dildo, she pushed the dildo in through the panties, pushing at his pucker until it took it. For a warm-up dildo, it was fairly large, and she fucked with enthusiasm and with power. It’s been too long since she’d pegged a man. She went hard.

In between peggings, the “schoolgirls” made out, kissing, masturbating, all within his vision, but without him being able to touch. Sometimes, whilst two of them made out, the other played with his uncaged cock, milking little drops of cum and pre-cum out of him, squeezing and stretching his balls, as he was admonished for reacting to “schoolgirls” fucking, and being spanked for it, before the next pegging began. His cock swollen, his ass red, his asshole sore, but still he carried on, still he loved what he was watching, still he took the punishment his ass and cock was receiving.

But since she arrived, Nikki had been adoring the tentacle, stroking it, playing with this monster, wondering just how his asshole would take that all in, teasing him for his upcoming pegging with it, and he knew Nikki was in awe of it, he knew she’d fuck him ridiculously hard with it, he knew his ass would know she’d used it. And she did, hard for a long time, all the time Ella and Stacey took turns with one kissing him and twisting his nipples whilst the other squeezed his balls and masturbated his cock, somehow managing to extract more little drops of cum and pre-cum.

His cock made a mess, his ass was a mess with all the lube, and after she ran out of steam, Nikki snuggled behind him, arms around his body pulling him tight, his ass still fully impaled by the tentacle, a kind of loving aftercare whilst still having his asshole fully impaled, whilst still being reminded of his filling and her possession. He went to sleep almost immediately, contented.

Thursday (17th) saw him awake still in Nikki’s arms, still impaled by the tentacle. She carefully removed it from his asshole, before removing the harness and giving him a long loving sloppy blow job, preparing his cock, making it hard, making it ready to invade her own asshole, to give her a hard dose of Submissive Sodomy. That he did, driving hard and for a long time, taking his asshole’s discomfort out on hers, all the while denying her an orgasm she so desperately wanted.

Submissive Sodomy certainly worked on her, making her feel so submissive, and yet so loved, and all three “schoolgirls” came back for his aftercare spitting and rimming sessions, they felt he needed three.

And Nikki was still feeling submissive when he ordered her onto her knees, her head on the floor, her tiny schoolgirl skirt flipped up, him holding on to her hips as he drove his cock into her accepting cunt, and he kept her there for ages, not rubbing so she would cum, but filling and emptying, keeping her on edge, until her head started going swimmy from being lower than her body, and still he fucked her, not allowing her head up, not allowing her tits to stop hanging in her face, the swimmy feeling and her submissive feelings keeping her there, keeping her on the end of his cock. She felt her body starting to wobble, but his hands were keeping her cunt where it needed to be. Her body tried to give way, but his hands were holding it firm, and with her cunt being rhythmically fucked, out of nowhere, an orgasm came, a swimmy, woozy orgasm, the woozy feeling completely taking over her emotions and her body, his cock completely taking charge of her orgasms.

Her brain was swimming, her cunt was dripping, filled and another orgasm was on its way, and when it broke, it was dreamy, and she felt another coming. Wave after wave or woozy swimmy orgasm gripped her for some time, him determined to milk her orgasms the way she was cruelly milking his cock the previous night.

She lost all track of reality, her entire world was just cumming in a hazy reality, until she was ripped back to her fuck by his cock throbbing, by him spurting cum deep into her cunt, over and over, hard spurt after hard spurt, and when he was done, he just laid her down and left her, sending Paula in to give her some loving aftercare. Nikki had to recover, as she was due to peg him again that night.

And as well as Nikki and Paula, Anna pegged him, his cock cage in place, his French maid uniform, black and white frilly backless panties, white stockings and suspenders under the panties, repeating the panties up and down dance, as he alternately gets spanked and pegged, them settling on panties down for a spanking, panties up for a pegging through the backless panties. His cock cage was mercilessly played with, his balls squeezed and stretched, his cock twisted a bit, spat on and wanked over the cage, and unsatisfactory wanking that frustrated him more than anything, all the time his asshole taking hard slams from bigger dildo after bigger dildo, and they each gave him more raw, hard tentacle than anyone else before, whilst telling him they were out to destroy his asshole completely. He was crying at the need to cum, but that made the three women just do more tentacle fucking on his asshole, and deployed my cat-o-nine-tails to his ass cheeks, a lot. This was the harshest punishment his cheeks had taken, the longest tentacle session his asshole had taken, and the most distress his cage had caused him.

And at the end of it, when the three women were exhausted, Nikki repeated the tentacle in the asshole hugging aftercare she did the night before. He didn’t drop straight to sleep this time, so she held him tight, keeping the tentacle in, and told him lovely things about how impressive he was and what a good little pegging girl he was. Soothing, loving, whilst Anna and Paula used the cat on each other, then fucking with a double-ended dildo, then the cat again, before splitting, Anna off to be bred by the farm hand, Paula heading for a fucking machine session with Carla.

Friday (18th) and after another Submissive Sodomy session for Nikki, all three women gave him his ass licking spitting aftercare, and as a treat for him, they asked him to use the cat on their ass cheeks again, him repaying them for what they did to his ass the previous night. Then he dropped Nikki off at the station (paid by a Passenger Princess blow job in a lay-by half way there), and then he came to my hotel to pick me up, making me take my skirt off for the journey home, so I was bottomless all the way home, and he collected another Passenger Princess blow job from me when we were nearly home.

And it being a Friday, as soon as I was in the village, I had a constant stream of free-use fucks, hard fucking from men that missed my cunt and asshole, all the while my husband watched, his cock in Ella’s mouth, not a blow job, just a comforting enclosed warmth, just an emotional attachment caused by his cock’s presence in her mouth.

I wanted him to reclaim me, but I knew that wouldn’t happen tonight, so instead, I put him in a black leather micro skirt, black frilly crotchless panties over black stockings and suspenders, and I realised Tasha would need to come back and wax his legs again, hopefully the next day. I also put his cock cage on way too early, playing with his cage cock, telling him how much I needed to be reclaimed, but how out of action his cock was, and how I’d have to deal with that later. I must have played with his caged cock for nearly an hour, interrupted by Tanya’s husband and Rose’s husband fucking me.

His pegging was long, brutal and over half of it was with the tentacle, so much so that I began wondering if we needed something bigger, and quickly too. That was, perhaps, a job for tomorrow, after my reclaim fucks and after Victoria, who was coming to give me a prolonged cunt licking session in my queening chair.

But after that night’s prolonged pegging, I thought I’d try Nikki’s aftercare with the tentacle on my strap-on buried in his asshole. As I snuggled him inside and out, Ella used bondage straps to keep the dildo in him, one strap round my and his left thighs, one around our right and one around our waist. Then, with his inside and out snuggles continuing, Ella drained his uncaged cock and balls, and then wanked his cock until it was a little sore and uncomfortable, all the while saying sweet things to him, until he, and I, drifted off.

Saturday (19th) and he sodomised me, reclaiming my first hole whilst not allowing me to orgasm. That was resolved with Vicki licking me out, making me cum and cum, and when her tongue needed a break, he sodomised her too, and then, me, her and Ella gave him his sloppy rimming aftercare session, with the other two staying to watch him reclaim my second hole, my cunt, with his dirty cock from two assholes, and then Vicki had some lovely mixed cum to lick from my cunt when I was back in my queening chair.

Tasha returned to wax his legs, and she and I fucked, double ended dildos, snogging, playing with tits and clits until we came and came and came, with her caged husband listening on the phone. We ignored him and just let him hear us fucking, and Tasha was part of the Saturday night team, so she trash talked him when we took a break fucking to say how he wouldn’t be able to listen to my husband’s pegging, how my husband would take a far bigger dildo than he could, for far longer than he could and how my husband was a much better girl, a much better wife than he would ever be, and she told him she would empty his balls when she got back, not into her, but straight into the bin, where his pathetic cum belonged. And then, with no niceties, she just hung up. She said he would love it, and be obsessed for the whole night with that she and the rest of us would be doing to my husband’s asshole, and it would take over his mind that I’d be wanking him into the bin. She smiled as she said if he was a good boy tonight, she might let him watch a bull fuck her tomorrow. Might.

And Tasha produced a tiny neon pink thong she had bought with her husband’s credit card for my husband to wear, and she wanted a longer skirt on him, as she wanted the fabric to be collected round his waist, a feeling she loves and wanted him to enjoy. Luckily, I had a longer one for him, and black stockings and suspenders, oh and the cock cage. Tonight was to be another night of discomfort for his wonderful cock, and on this night, he had over 2½ hours of pegging, over 1½ with the tentacle at full speed. There was no spanking, so it was merely a matter of endurance for his asshole, five women switching over and over to keep the pace up with his pegging, five women who ended up using the tentacle as hard and for as long as they could, five women taking every hard ass fuck they’d ever had out on his asshole.

And then, on camera, she uncaged my husband’s cock and gave him a loving, long, lingering blow job, visibly milking every drop of his cum in to her mouth, showing the camera and swallowing. When she got home, she showed it to her husband, before uncaging him, kneeling him in front of the kitchen pedal bin, having him kneel on the foot pedal to open it, slapped his cock round a bit and then just wanked him, not loving, dismissive, uncaring, annoyed even at having to do it, and after every drop of his cum did spray into the bin, she got him up and told him she was having a bull round tomorrow, and if he was a good boy, he could watch. So, wanting to be good, wanting to worship her, he worshipped her tits for a while, and then, after he did a good job there, she let him lick her out, lick her to orgasm after orgasm, until his tongue could do no more. And he went to sleep as little spoon with her gripping his flaccid cock.

As for my husband, Stacey was strapped to him, repeating the penetrating aftercare position I was in yesterday, and Ella stayed in front, milked his cock and gave him more praise. They both stayed with him, they both slept with him. I went to fuck Carla.

Nineteen pegging sessions are completed, there are eleven still to go, and my husband has been pegged for over 29 hours already. He seems to have hit his stride now, being able to take more and more, and he’s wearing the panties and tiny skirts much longer than for the peggings. I think he really likes it. I think he’s enjoying the feminisation.

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